13CC: Thank you to everyone who reviewed. I hope you like the second chapter, and I will need 5 reviews before writing the third.
Zuko was still unconscious. Luckily. Sokka didn't want the prince to wake up. Ever. He couldn't bear being so close, and having Zuko actually awake. He would make some smart ass comment. Sokka just knew it.
The guards were gone, and no one could see them. This was a great relief. It would be way to embarrassing if anyone saw.
Especially because of the way they were both laying on the bed, facing each other. Only about two inches of space kept them from actually touching.
Sokka looked down at Zuko's hands. Those were another problem. What if Zhao was wrong, and Zuko did use fire bending? Ouch.
"Sokka?"
Sokka looked up quickly, blushing. Zuko might think he was checking him out. Although, he sounded pretty out of it. Come to think of it, it had taken Sokka awhile to realize what was going on when he had first woken up.
"Why are you so close to me? Get away!" Zuko commanded, trying to shove Sokka back. Unfortunately his hands were tied, and he only succeeded in making Sokka blush more.
"We're tied together?" He cried. Zuko wiggled around trying to pull away from Sokka, but since they were tied together Sokka's body only followed Zuko as he struggled.
"Cut it out!" Sokka yelled, stiffening his body in an attempt to get Zuko to stop pulling him around.
Zuko gave one big tug, that sent Sokka flying into him, and knocked both of them to the floor. Sokka landed on top, cheeks burning.
They lay there for a second in shock.
Then Zuko got his senses back.
"Get off me!" He jabbed his fingers into Sokka's gut.
"Ow!" He cried rolling off.
There was a long silence, in which both boys contemplated the situation. Zuko was wondering how they were going to make this work, and Sokka, who's thought were taking a very different course, was wondering what Zuko thought of him.
Sokka looked at Zuko, who's eyes were wandering around the room. When they did come to land on Sokka there was an instant time stop.
Everything seemed to freeze. There was nothing in the world, but the others eyes gazing back into their own.
Zuko opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted as the door opened.
Commander Zhao walked in with a big smirk on his face that Zuko desperately wanted to beat off, and then beat his whole face off.
"I see that the two of you seem to have taken a liking to each other."
Zuko tried to get up, probably to kill Zhao, but Sokka was still laying on the floor, making it impossible for the fire prince to rise.
This only caused the Commander's grin to broaden.
"You can still use fire bending Zuko. Unless you don't want to hurt that boy. Have you gone soft Zuko? All those years in exile must have really taken a toll on you," Zhao said in mock pity.
"What is your name boy?" Zhao asked. Sokka didn't know what to do. He didn't want to tell the Commander his name, but he didn't want to be hurt, or taken away from Zuko. Not that he'd mind being untied...
"I asked you a question!" Sokka was so surprised at Zhao's outburst, before he knew what he was doing, he buried his face into Zuko's chest. "You had better-"
"He doesn't want to tell you!" Zuko yelled. Sokka's eyes popped open. He realized what he had done, and what Zuko had said.
Zhao was furious. He took began walking slowing towards the two boys. Fire crept up his fingers, promising pain to anyone it touched.
"Commander!" came a cry from the hall. "Iroh's ship has been spotted!"
"Good. Full sail in his direction," Zhao order. He left the room without another word.
Uncle Iroh must have gotten away, Zuko thought.
There was a long silence, which Zuko broke by saying, "Let's try to get out of these ropes."
Sokka was looking into Zuko's eyes, or was trying to. Zuko refused to make eye contact again, but Sokka wouldn't give up.
Finally Zuko gave in, and looked at Sokka. For some reason he seemed- sad.
"What's wrong?" Zuko asked before he realized what he was saying. Sokka shook his head.
"I might be able to get the ropes off my hands. We have to get it so that my back is upright against the bed..." Sokka looked at Zuko to see his reaction to the plan.
"But how can- oh- no way!"
"It's the only way we have even a chance of getting out," Sokka argued.
"If you ever mention this to anyone I will kill you!" Zuko threatened
"I know," Sokka reassured him.
The water tribe boy was sitting up with Zuko straddling him. It was the only they could get Sokka's wrists close enough to try and cut the rope.
One of the bars near the head of the bed had broken off. There was a small pointy-looking part that Sokka was rubbing his ropes against.
13CC: Sorry this one's so short, but I wanted to get it up today, and I can't think clearly. I must have writers block or something. Don't worry, it'll go away in about two days.