Chapter one

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"Zuko, I was meaning to discuss something with you." Iroh approached his nephew one afternoon when the wind was soft; and the sea was smooth. "It's about...music night."

"Are you finally going to cancel it?" Zuko asked in anger. But Iroh shook his head. "Then what else is there to discuss?"

"The entertainment Zuko. Our ship is lacking in it. The men and I all discussed; we would like to hire someone on the next island to perform for us."

"Don't you get enjoyment out of performing for each other?" Iroh shook his head.

"No. Sadly; the crew is lacking in talent, and would enjoy to have someone with actual talent perform." Zuko growled. "Perhaps, if we had some one that was actually good, you'd like to join us."

"I wouldn't join you anyway." Zuko hissed. "The entire thing is stupid."

"Well. Were going to hire someone, if you'd like some say in it you may help judge." Iroh turned his back to his nephew and went to tell the crew.

They stopped on a tiny island in the earth kingdom, and people came to get the job. But they weren't too good at it. That is; untill a young lady carrying a large, ring-shaped weapon wearing a clown hat (The kind that go around the chin and dangle at the top with tiny bells) which was purple on one side, and blue on the other side. Her top was a purple tank top, while her skirt was very short; and was purple and blue. Her shoes were purple and blue as well; but when they saw a few strands of hair fall infrount of her crystal blue eyes; they saw she was a red-head.

"Hi!" She greeted cheerfully. Smiling at them warmly. "I'm ready to have my interview. Um..would you mind-?" She handed them a sheet of paper that had a few notes on it. Iroh nodded and the crew members began to play the song on the sheet. It was the beginning melody to 'Butterfly' (a song on DDR.) "Ay, iyaiyai, Ay, iyaiyai A-a-a iyaiyai, Where's my samurai

I've been searching for a man

All across Japan Just to find,

to find my samurai

Someone who is strong But still a little shy

Yes I need, I need my samurai!" When that set of Lyrics ended; the melody picked up a lot; she threw her ring shaped weapon in to the air, jumped, hugged her knees to her chest and rolled right through the hole, and landed on her feet. She caught it before it hit the ground and kept up her routine. "Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly,Green, black and blue, Make the colors in the sky, Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly Green, black and blue, Make the colors in the sky .I've been searching in the woods And high upon the hills Just to find, to find my samurai"Zuko had to admit; she had a taste for showmanship.She threw her weapon around, rolling in it and twirling it around her arm. "Someone who won't regret To keep me in his net,Yes I need, I need my samurai Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly.Green, black and blue, Make the colors in the sky,Ay, ay, ay, I'm your little butterfly Green, black and blue, Make the colors in the sky, Ay, iyaiyai, Ay, iyaiyai A-a-a iyaiyai, Where's my samurai Ay, iyaiyai, Ay, iyaiyai A-a-a iyaiyai, Where's my samurai?" She moved around with artistic form, using her weapon as a tool. Not only that; but she was attractive. What do army guys like more than watching a woman in a short skirt do cartwheels, and artistic moves? Nothing I'll tell you that! Iroh stood up and claped at the end of her number, as did the rest of the judges, except Zuko. He just sat there; not careing one bit.

"Congratulations!" Iroh told her smiling. "The entertainment job is yours! Tell us your name young lady!"

"Diamond." She told them smiling.

"Diamond? Such a safisticated name! Welcome aboard Diamond!"

That night was the first music night that Diamond would perform. It had always been her dream to perform for a crowed. She walked down the hall happily; but noticed Zuko's door was open, she walked in and looked around; it was such a dark...gloomy...depressing room. She sat on his bed and staired around the room, her room back on the island had flowers in it that brought light into the room, which was another thing; his room didn't have any light but his candles. How can someone live like this...? She felt depression and sympathy for Zuko swim over her. Maybe..she'd be able to make him happier, by making his room happier. She spotted Iroh walked across the hall, and called for him. When he entered the room with her, she began asking questions.

"Why is Zuko's room so dark?" She asked Iroh. He shrugged.

"Zuko is like that. He likes his room dark so he can meditate."

"He doesn't look much older than me." She told him. "but he acts like he is a thirty year old man."

"He has a tendency to do that."

"I don't want him angry with me. Does he not like me? He didn't sound too happy when you gave me the job."

"Don't worry too much. He will grow to accept you sooner or later." Diamond sat on Zuko's bed, but a happy smile brushed across her face, lifting her sorrow for him.

"I know what I'll do." She had a tone to her voice that would let everyone know she was planning something. She skipped out happily; Iroh stood there, watching her walk off; and wondering what she had on her mind. Zuko was standing on deck looking for the avatar, and was interrupted by Iroh.

"Please join us for Music night Zuko. It's Diamond's first performance and she thinks you don't like her."

"I don't." He told Iroh bluntly.

"Zuko, please learn to. Please don't make her feel bad. Please join us for Music Night. You are far too young to be so angry and depressed all the time. Your not much older than Diamond and she-"

"She doesn't have a care in the world!" Zuko yelled at Iroh. "She hasn't seen the hell I have! if she has, she wouldn't be so happy all the time!"

"You can't blame her for living!" Iroh snapped back. Completely against his personality but Zuko crossed the line. "Maybe she has seen hell, but maybe she knows how to put the past behind her and move on! She told me how worried she was about you. She was worried that you weren't acting your age, she worried you weren't living enough. She worried that you didn't like her! You've been pushing away everything since you've been banished Zuko. You could learn a thing or two about living from her." Iroh stormed away from his nephew; leaving him dumbfounded. His uncle had just..scolded him! he hardly ever scolded him, and yet. He did.

OK, Iroh might be OOC but oh well. I got the character Idea from a character I created on Soul Calibur III which is a total-ass kickin' game! Woo! and the song Butterfly is from a DanceDance Revolution game. I don't know which one but I'm sure BrokenxStars has it.