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Chapter 4: Necessity
Prince Zuko took a deep breath as he walked out of his room, taking in the fiery sunset. He had spent the afternoon meditating in his room, calming his constantly frayed nerves. He had always had a quick temper, that was certain. But, with his exile, if a pin dropped the wrong way, his temper would flame uncontrollably. He rolled his shoulders and proceeded to the prisoner's cabin, hoping and yet not hoping she was conscious.
The prince couldn't help but let a ghost of a smile pass over his face, just where he had left them. His uncle was snoring in a chair, a cup still held in his hand. The girl was snuggled into the coarse blankets of the bed. Prince Zuko sat on the edge of the bed, removing the cloth from the girl's forehead and soaking it again. Once he had wrung the cloth he began to clean the half-dried paste from the girl's skin. After this task, Prince Zuko tried to shake the Water Bender girl from her sleep. It was just now that a desolate part of his brain that hadn't been used since he was thirteen, piped up. The girl was pretty, very pretty.
Prince Zuko immediately shook the thought from his head and picked up a piece of meat, trying to push it through her lips and desiring her body to take the hint and eat. The girl's body remained oblivious. Prince Zuko sighed and put the meat to his own lips, chewing it thoroughly. He gently opened the girl's mouth, bent down, transferred the food to her, and held her lips closed to make her swallow. It was a perfectly plausible tactic. If the patient can't eat, feed the patient. Prince Zuko continued this job indifferently until all the food was gone. He tipped her head back and had her drink the rest of the water.
The prince sighed, his elbows resting on his thighs, thinking on what to do next. A few moments later he decided to administer more medicine to the girl and then watch over her. She was sick and water tribe fevers were completely unpredictable.
Suddenly, that desolate part of his brain popped up again. 'Did that count as my first kiss?' He squashed this thought even quicker than the last one. 'No, it didn't. It was necessity. Simple necessity.'
A/N: Review, please…yawns Next chapter begins the insanity between Zuko and Katara! Yea…!