A/N: Hi, I'm chibbi-rock-star AKA CRS which will be what I'll be like in the author notes! I don't have much to say about this avatar story except that I hope you like it!
PS: I don't own Avatar.
Zuko shuffled the mountainess mess on his desk, yet the paper he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.
"I swear it was right here!" He said, papers taking over his arms.
Right before he was about to give-up, a worn out and tattered looking map crossed his gaze.
"I knew it was here." Zuko scrambled out of the room and headed down the hall. He opened a wide oak door and walked into a large domed room where many generals and commanders were sitting around the table.
He handed the map to a sluggish looking fire-bender with a thick gray beard.
The old man snatched the parchment and took a suspicious look at Zuko before clearing his throat and reading.
"Are you saying that you think that the avatar is going to show up in these areas of the four nations… with his two water bending colleagues?" He eyed Zuko. "How can you be sure?"
The question stumped Zuko. "Well.." He said.
"Well what?" The bearded man said, with an impatient tone.
"I can't be completely positive that- "
The man shoved the parchment back at Zuko. "Then this is no use to me!"
Zuko slammed the oak door behind him and flared through the hallway to his quarters.
After another door slam, Zuko walked out onto the star lit balcony.
" That man is an imbecile!" He growled, fire blazing through his fists. "What does he know!"
The door behind him opened. He whipped around and into fighting position. Uncle Iroh stood in the doorway with a steaming kettle on a wooden tray. "Tea, Zuko?"
Zuko's shoulders lowered and he walked over to Iroh. "Why not then."
Iroh sipped his tea and stared at Zuko. "What's troubling you?"
Zuko sighed. " It's just that we've worked so hard and yet the avatar has yet to be captured!"
Iroh took another sip. "In time he will reveal himself to us…in time."
Zuko shot up. "But we don't have time, I need him now!" Iroh's eyes looked at Zuko and then suddenly a piecing bolt of laughter over took Iroh.
"What's so funny then!" Zuko yelled.
"Well, you sound like your four years old again and your mother took away your stuffed rabbit, Fuzzles!"
Zuko paused. "I thought you forgot about Fuzzles."
Iroh pointed at Zuko's bed. There sat a brown fuzzy bunny. "Remember that I never forget." Iroh said.
Zuko rolled his eyes. " Remind me to embroider that on a pillow."
Iroh smiled. " You shouldn't be so serious all of the time, your only 15."
A/N: I don't know his exact age but he looks fifteen.)
Zuko sat on his bed. " I don't have time to be anything else but serious, running the fire nation is in my blood and I have too fulfill my duties."
"Yes." Iroh replied, "But look t me, I have much time on my hands for long hot baths and nice cups of herbal tea and yet I taught you everything you know."
Zuko was about to reply when a noise from outside filled his ears.
He walked onto the balcony accompanied by Iroh and gazed into the horizon. A giant shadow was flying through the air. Zuko then relized that it wasn't a shadow, but an enormous flying ship.
A/N) I'll write the second chapter later but do you like it so far? Please be honest and REVIEW!
