The boy sat up, gasping for air. He was dripping with sweat. He was breathing heavily now. Very confused. He felt so strange. He gasped as he lifted the thin blanket up. He groaned, and stared at what he had done. He was horror struck. He threw the blanket aside and still stared.
"This is wrong..." He mumbled.
He had to do something. This was disgusting. He had just had a...He shook his head at the thought.
"No." He told himself as he slowly got up. "Not Zuko..." He shook again.
Zuko..the name rang through the boys head as he made his way to the river bank to wash himself. Again he felt strange.
"No. Stop that." He said looking down at himself. "Disgusting."
When he reached the bank he began to de-clothe himself. Throwing his clothes in a pile. He sighed. It wasn't that cold of a night, but he would have rather not be standing completely naked in the middle of the woods, about to go in the water.
"Please let Aang and Katara still be sleeping..." He said softly.
He slowly got in the water. It felt very nice on his heated skin. He rubbed at his upper legs, trying to get the stickiness off. He groaned again in disgust.
"Why did I have that dream...It..It was wrong...horrible...frightening..." He said. "Now, my clothes..." He told himself as he quickly got out of the water, and fetched his pants.
He went back in. He sighed as he looked at the forming white stain on the crouch of his pants. Growling, he shoved them in the water. Violently he rubbed at them, trying his hardest to get everything out. He lifted the pants up to examine them.
"Gone..." He said with a grin.
He got out of the water and shook off. No towel or anything else to help him dry off.
"Oh...shit..." He said looking at his soaking wet pants.
What was he going to use now to cover himself? He had a shirt. He actually had a few layers of shirts. So, he put on his long shirt and began to walk back.
"And im not wearing my pants because they are ripped." He said with a grin as he ripped the back side of his pants.