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Chapter 5: If I Could Turn Back Time

Flashback

Zuko was sitting on the end of Raghnall's bed, as it was the only place to sit. Socorro had said that he could lie down and relax, but Zuko would do no such thing. He didn't like those looks of sorrow that Socorro kept shooting his way, and why had his expression turned to one of horror once he heard that Zuko was the one and only prince of the Fire Nation?And what was with those strange clothes that Socorro advise him to put on? What was wrong with his clothes?This whole ordeal made him tense and irritable,and it didn't help that he had nothing to do butsit on this bed of needles andwait for his appointed executioner to come.

And he had been waiting for what seemed like hours. The door had been locked from the outside and there were no windows, so escape at this point was impossible. All Zuko could do was wait, and he hated waiting.

"What in the world is taking so long?" Zuko practically yelled. To kill time he wandered around the room, stopping at the airvents above the door. They must have been newer to the ships because Zuko had never seen this kind before. Seizing upon a sudden notion, Zuko shot fire up into them. Nothing happened. Not surprized, Zuko walked over to the door again. He pressed his ear up against the cold metal. Zuko had already discerned that the room was sound proof, but he was hoping tofeel vibrations from somebody walking by. Again, no such luck. Zuko trudged back to the bed. He felt like the most ignorant man on Earth for not fighting for his Uncle to come with him.

Sleep was the last thingon the prince's mind, but for some reason, his mind started getting so clouded that it made him drowsy. The room appeared to be getting just as murky as Zuko's mind was, giving his body the illusion that it was underwater. In fact, Zuko could hardly move at all, much less firebend. He started gasping for breath as breathing became harder and harder. The last thing he remembered before he blacked out was how he hoped his Uncle wasn't too worried about him.

When Zuko woke up he found himself lieing belly-down on Raghnall's bed. He groaned, and tried to get a grasp of what was happening, but he couldn't move his head, his legs, anything. His mind was still rather fuzzy and the light was piercing his eyes like daggers. As his vision came back to him, so did his other senses. His mind was still water-logged so he couldn't understand yet why all of his clothes were off of him, and what was that weird smacking sound? "Oooh" he moaned. The strange sound stopped.

"So you're finally awake, are you?"

That voice...it was definately familiar. If only he could think clearly for one second!

"Have you ever realized how drop-dead gorgeous you are?"the voice continued."Okay, so the scar kinda throws you off a bit, but not that much. And in a way, it kind of suits you." Getting no response, the smacking sound resumed.

All of a sudden Zuko realized two things; one, that voice belonged to the one and only Commander Raghnall, and two, that disgusting sound was Raghnall kissing his bare body! Zuko wanted to jump up and run as fast as he could from this horrifying reality. He wanted to scream, to punch out this monster on top of him, but most of all, he wanted to puke. Zuko attempted to thrash around, but all he succeeded in doing was moving his legs an inch closer to each other.

"Aw, you poor thing." Raghnall cooed in his ear. "You can't move, can you? Well, don't worry; I can make you feel all better."

Zuko scrunched up his face in what he hoped was a look of completer and utter loathing/disgust. "When I tell my father about this..." he snarled.

"You are going to tell no one what happens here tonight." Raghnall started stroking Zuko's right hand with both his hand and his tongue. He sneered at the teenager's feeble attempts to pull away from him.

"What makes you think I won't?" Zuko's lack of motor skills made him feel way too vulnerable, as well as short tempered. If he could firebend the whole room would be up in flames by now.

The other man laughed. "Pardon me, but your father could care less about you; haven't you figured that out by now? Who do you think he's going to believe?" he cocked his head to the side and continued staring into Zuko's eyes. "On one hand, he has an esteemed comander who has won him numerous battles of importance; on the other hand," Raghnall cupped Zuko's head in his left hand and pulled the boy towards him. "he has a banished prince who hasn't a single scrap of obedience in his whole body. And if you tell anyone else," he hissed in his ear. "What happens tonight will happen again, you can count on it. Then again," he paused to think. "do tell someone. I think I'd rather enjoy your company again." He purred and started nibbling at Zuko's ear.

Zuko, having given up on his pride to save him, was getting desperate. With all the will power he could muster he pulled himself away from a surprised Raghnall and landed face-up on the bed.

"Oh, I see." Raghnall leaned over the prince's body. "You're just so eager to start that you don't even want to stop and smell the roses. But my dear boy, that's half the fun!"

Having gained back both control and feeling in his arms, Zuko reached out and tried to push the commander away from him. He still did not have all of his former strength back yet, so it was as fruitless as attempting to push the great city of Omashu into the sea.

"But if you really feel that way, I suppose I can conform to the wishes of my honored guest." Raghnall forced the prince's jaws open and closed his open mouth over them.

For the second time in his young life, Zuko, prince of the Fire Nation, was afraid.

My 5th chapter is complete! And it's pretty long too, if I do say so myself. R & R! And don't forget to read the Infomercial!