Chapter Eighteen: The Scroll and Pai Cho
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"Ieko! Admiral Zhao wants you!" A man ordered Ieko.
He got out from his quarter and asked,
"What is it about?"
"Your terms."
Ieko nodded and followed him to the island, where Admiral Zhao was camping.
"He's in here."
He led Ieko in to Zhao's tent, as he left the two alone.
"Do you know why I called you in here?" Zhao asked.
"No sir," Ieko said.
"Remember when you signed up to be my messenger boy, and in return, I would help you regain something you lost?"
"Someone, sir," Ieko said.
"Well, Ieko, who are you looking for?"
"A...long lost friend of mine, sir."
Zhao paced around the tent.
"Ieko…there's something I want you to do for me," Zhao handed Ieko a scroll.
"What is it, sir? A message?" Ieko asked.
"Yes. I'm sending you and forty other men on a ship set for Prince Zuko. There's a message I need to give to a certain person," Zhao said, smiling evilly when Ieko wasn't looking.
"To whom? Zuko? Iroh?" Ieko asked.
"No. A girl. And her name is Yoshiro."
Ieko gasped. Yoshiro was…on Zuko's ship! Could this mean- no. Ieko shook the thought out of his head.
"You're dismissed," Zhao shooed him out as Ieko headed for one of the ships.
"I'm coming for you, Yoshiro," Ieko said to himself.
"I'm bored," Yoshiro said.
It had been days, and Yoshiro had no idea how she would get off the ship.
"Well, want to play a game of Pai Cho?" Iroh asked her.
"Sure."
Yoshiro and Iroh set up the game and then Zuko came in.
"Want to play Zuko? Or are you SO busy, you forgot what fun is all about?" Yoshiro teased.
"I have no time for fun and games," Zuko said.
"Sounds like someone needs a nap," Iroh whispered to Yoshiro.
"I heard that!" Zuko yelled.
Yoshiro laughed. It had been days since she had laughed. She might be stuck with the person she hated the most, but she was feeling better.
"You don't have a lotus tile?" Yoshiro asked Iroh.
"I used to, until my nephew threw it out into a waterfall," Iroh sighed.
"What a jerk."
"He's not so bad. He's just...he's been through a lot," Iroh said.
"He's evil I tell you. PURE evil," Yoshiro said.
Yoshiro got up and poured herself some tea.
"Hmm…ginseng. Very good tea," Yoshiro smelled the tea and then sipped it.
"At least someone around here appreciates tea. My nephew never drinks it," Iroh said.
"That fiend!" Yoshiro gasped.
"I know…" Iroh nodded.
Now Yoshiro hated Zuko more than ever.
"Let's continue," Yoshiro sat down and continued Pai Cho with Iroh.
"Ieko, we are forty miles onto their ship," One of the crew men said.
"Good. Keep it up at that pace and we'll be with them in no time," Ieko said, then continued to look around.
Zhao had given him the entire ship under Ieko's control, so he was in charge. Fifteen and already had an entire ship under his control.
"I win! Ha!" Yoshiro cheered.
"I let you win," Iroh said.
"Riiight. I won two times!" She stuck out her tongue.
"You two are like children," Zuko said.
"Oh, and you're more mature?" Yoshiro said.
"More than you are," Zuko said.
Yoshiro got up from her seat and got up in his face.
"Your voice still cracks. And you're NOT mature. You're still a teenager. So there!" Yoshiro stepped on his foot. Again.
"Ouch! Ouch!" Zuko was holding his foot in one hand, while hopping on the other. Yoshiro left to go to her room.
"Yoshiro has a point, Prince Zuko," Iroh said.
"That's the third time she stepped on my foot!"
S.E.: Yoshiro's going to be in another fanfiction!
Chi: Fame and fortune kills people
Natasha: That's disturbing AND rude
S.E.: Ain't that the truth!
Chi: IT KILLS! EEEGH!
S.E. and Natasha: o.o0