Chapter Sixteen: Cold, Sad and Angry
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. I do own Yoshiro! MINE!
"I'm Iroh. You've been assigned with me."
"Just as long as I'm away from Prince Zuko, I'm fine." Yoshiro said.
"Well…"
"Well what?"
"I'm Fire Lord Ozai's brother."
Yoshiro thought for a minute. If Iroh was- oh no!
"Aaagh! He's with us! Are they trying to kill me?" Yoshiro shouted.
"It's better than being dead."
"Not really," Yoshiro shuddered at the thought of Zuko on the same ship as her. Again.
"She's with us? Why?" Zuko stomped around in his quarter.
"She's banished. Like you, Zuko," Iroh said.
"I could barely survive with her when I was on her ship. I think they are trying to kill me by putting her on MY ship!" Zuko said.
"Don't be so rough on her. She has practically lost everything," Iroh said.
"Why shouldn't I? She's the one that got me into this mess in the first place!" Zuko slammed his fist onto the table.
"I'm sure she didn't mean to-," Iroh tried to calm Zuko down, but he was as mad as a rampaging bull.
"I didn't mean to."
Yoshiro stepped in, her face showing no signs of happiness. She was frowning, and her eyes were blank.
"She heard? How long were you outside my door?" Zuko asked.
"Long enough."
Yoshiro swiftly left, and went back to her quarters.
I didn't know what I was doing. I was just following my father's and Zhao's orders. I was fifteen then. Wait! I'm still fifteen? Darn! My sixteenth birthday is in two weeks. Yay. Not like I'm going to get anything…
Yoshiro was just thinking about that day. It was bothering her. A lot.
Then, something else popped up in her mind. Ieko.
Flashbacknine years ago:
Yoshiro was now six, and she was walking into the woods. Her father told her not to, but she didn't care.
She followed a small frog through the forest, and happily splashing through the pond.
"This isn't so bad," Yoshiro smiled.
"That's my pond!" A boy her age came in.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Ieko. I live in these woods! Mine!" The brown haired boy replied.
"You have no parents? No mommy or daddy?" Yoshiro asked.
"No."
"I'm sorry if I played in your pond, Ieko," Yoshiro said, apologizing.
"It's okay. I see you're nice. What's your name?" Ieko asked her.
"Yoshiro."
"Nice to meet you, Yoshiro!" Ieko happily said.
Yoshiro hadn't thought about Ieko in a while. He was very active and fun, and the two would often explore the forest at night when her father was asleep. But since she left, Yoshiro wondered if Ieko would even recognize her.
"Are you okay, Yoshiro?" Iroh stepped in.
"I miss my father," Yoshiro said, lying down on the bed.
"I understand."
"You wouldn't understand. No one does. I lost my real parents and my father. The place I was born is gone, and I'm banished from my own home," Yoshiro said, solemnly. She felt as if all the joys, happiness and life had been sucked out of here, and just leaving her cold, sad and angry.
"Uncle! Where are you!" Zuko's voice was heard.
"I better go. Goodnight, Yoshiro," Iroh said, then closed the door.
Is Iroh really the Fire Lord's brother? He's nothing like him. That's creepy…
Yoshiro felt sleep overcome her as she sunk into a dream.
S.E.: And you're wondering why Ieko popped up? No, I didn't forget him. You'll see why he's involved...
Chi: How?
Natasha: Why?
S.E.: SHUT UP! I'm trying to think!
Chi: That's a first