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Title: Music Night(...Need a better title,
methinks.)
Author: renuki(AKA me at Lj.)
Word Count: 196(...Wordy again!)
Warnings: None
Challenge: #42 Culture and Music
A/N: This better fit the challenge. :P
A angry voice of a young man yelled at a old man, who was standing in front of a open door, "No, Uncle, I will not go to Music Night and I will not play the Suungi Horn!"
The old man smiled with a hint of sadness and nodded his head to the young man, "All right, Prince Zuko."
Iroh closed the door and walked up to the deck of the ship, Zuko grumbled to himself as he wondered what made him let his uncle make the Music Night. He went back to his meditation that Iroh interrupted, when he knocked on the door, after a few minutes, he opened his eyes when he heard a song from Music Night sounding through his room.
He growled and tried to go back to meditating, but the haunting sound of the music will not leave him alone, his right eye started to twitch as he stood up from where he was seating. He walked out of his room and strolled up to the deck.
Singing the haunting, mysterious song, Iroh noticed in a corner of one of his eyes a figure in the shadows watching Music Night, he smiled and continued the song with the instruments.