OK, so my third fanfiction is here. I got a lil problem when i post it for the first time but i hope now its ok. My others got four people that liked them(thanks, thanks!) and that means so much to me!

Enjoy!

Disclaimer:I dont own ATLA or the Zuko's love for his friends.

"I just nag you, because...well, ever since I lost my son..."

„Uncle, you don't have to say it."

"I think of you as my own."

Zuko closed his eyes. So much time since he haven't seen his beloved uncle.

" How can you forgive me so easily? I thought you'd be furious with me!"

"Oh, Zuko, I was never furious with you… I was afraid you've lost your way…"

Now, the tears started to drip from the Fire Lord's eyes. Zuko didn't wipe them away. He couldn't move, the weight of the memories pressing hard on him.

Zuko was on his knees. His body was jerking as he was crying with loud sobs. All he wanted to do was to scream; to scream loud enough for everybody to hear. But he couldn't do that. Instead, he straightened up. He wiped the tears away, and looked at the photo that was staying in front of him. The Fire Lord's eyes filled with tears again. No. He must do this. As a honorarium to his uncle. His uncle. Just to think of him made Zuko's heart ache. But, he had to stay strong. Just like him.

He started to sing, slowly and silent. "Little soldier boy, come marching home…". When the song reached this point, his voice cracked and Zuko started crying again. He missed Uncle Iroh so much.

It's been better than a year since his uncle passed away. Today would have been his birthday. Zuko had brought tea. His favourite one. He had drank silently, the hot water mixing with his hot tears. The Fire Lord had also brought a Pai Sho table and only one piece, with the sign of The White Lotus. He never told Iroh how much he loved the Pai Sho games.

This was what was on Zuko's mind as he was standing in front of the spirit portal. The vines were everywhere in Republic City; the spirits were everywhere in Republic City. And, he thought that letting the portals open was one of greatest and hardest choices Avatar Korra has made. It was kind of ironical, though. Avatar Wan started as the first Avatar, closing the portals between the spirit and the human world. Korra, Korra reborned as the first Avatar of a new cycle, opening the portals, even making a new one(accidentally,of course but, still).

But, as Zuko stepped into the green light, he thought that he could never thank her enough. She gave him a chance to see Iroh one more time. He would give everything for this chance. And, Korra served him on a silver platter. For that, he was forever thankful.

But, his thoughts were interrupted as he reached the spirit world. Zuko gasped, amazed by the unusual look. The sky was purple, green and blue all at the same time. The flowers were everywhere, rivaling the colors of the sky. Spirits were there as well, wonderful creatures, more beautiful than the ones from the human world. Zuko started walking, taking everything in. He didn't even realize that his white and long hair started to shorten itself. Or that his height was dropping a few inches. Only when he felt lighter, did he looked down and gasped soundly when he saw the young and soft skin of his hands.

He started running, sprinting through the woods, the spirits and apparently a giant friendly mushroom. He ran until he reached a meadow. There he laid down in the soft grass. So soft, almost…like fur.

The meadow went up. Zuko got up on his feet realizing that this wasn't a meadow, but a giant green and big spirit. He started to run again. But, somehow, he tripped and fell with a sound "boof". He rolled and rolled and he was laughing because he was feeling so good, so free, so childish. When he reached the bottom of the giant spirit, he was laughing so hard, that he could not stop the hiccups that were coming one after another.

"It took you long enough", said a voice behind Zuko. A voice that the Fire Lord didn't heard for more than forty years.

"Uncle", said he as he got up un his feet again. "Uncle", he said again but louder, running towards Iroh. When he reached him, Zuko pulled the old man into a hug, almost knocking him down. Around them, colors explode. It was like the dragons themselves were shooting fire at them. But, Zuko didn't see. He had his eyes closed, tears drifting again on his cheeks.

Iroh pulled apart. "What do you say about a game of Pai Sho, a warm cup of tea and a little talk?", said Iroh, taking his nephew by the shoulder and guiding him towards his house.

"I would love to", responded Zuko, wiping his tears away(again).

As they sat down, Iroh poured some tea and prepared foor a long row of victories.

Zuko made the first move and the game began.

Little did Iroh know that his nephew was playing a lot better now. Zuko beat his uncle six times in a row. He forgot how much he loved his tea, or his gentle voice, or his tea jokes. Zuko told Iroh about everything that happened. Every single thing. Even about his friends' deaths…

Suddenly, Zuko sat up.

"Uncle, I would love to stay more with you, but…"

"You want to meet with someone." finished Iroh. "I understand. But, promise you'll come again."

"I promise", said Zuko, hugging his uncle. Then, he started to walk away. He was moving so quickly, and just in seconds he got pretty far from Iroh.

"Don't forget! You don't need to look for them! If you want to find them, you will!"shouted the old man. Zuko turned.

"I love you, uncle Iroh!" The, he started running.

"Me too.",whispered Iroh, wiping his tears away.

Zuko was walking in circles. He was sure he was lost. He saw that giant mushroom three times. But maybe it wasn't the same..

"Ohh, giant friendly mushroom, am I going in circles?"said The Fire Lord with a bow. The mushroom didn't respond."Oh great, look at me. I'm talking to a mushroom. The spirit world is driving me crazy!"shouted him angry.

"Actually, you really are going in circles." Zuko jumped back when he heard the sudden voice, right into one giant spirit that didn't look as friendly as the mushroom. The spirit, a spider or something like that roared fiercely. Zuko started to run, blessing his young body. He didn't know where he was going. He was already lost anyway. He ran until he couldn't feel his lungs anymore. He rested on a tree so he could catch his breath.

Suddenly, he heard two voices. He listened more carefully. Zuko heard a laugh and a very familiar voice. Could that be…?

He started to run again, even if there was no air in his lungs. When he reached the spot where the noise came, he froze. There they were, his friends, Aang and Sokka, both looking as young as he.

"Remember when we met Zuko?"asked Aang.

"Sure. He attacked our village."said Sokka looking a little upset. They didn't see Zuko, hidden in a bush near them.

"No,like when we really met him. We were at the air temple and he came to us and said…" Aang didn't have time to finish. Zuko rushed out of the bushes. The two starred at him and he starred at them. The, Zuko raised one hand.

"Hello, Zuko here." His friends' jaws dropped.

"Aang, did we stay too much in the spirit world or is this really Zuko?"whispered Sokka to the Avatar's ear, loud enough for the firenation man to hear.

"I don't know, Sokka. Maybe he's a spirit. Like the one from the last week."Aang whispered back still not taking his eyes off Zuko.

"It's me! Come on ,Sokka! Ask me something only the true Zuko would know!"

"Hmmm…Ok.", said Sokka rubbing his chin. "So, there's the question: what did you tell me when you found out that my first girlfriend turned into the moon?"

Zuko didn't even think. "That's rough, buddy." Sokka smiled. And smiled. And Zuko thought that his face would explode, his smile was that big. Aang just looked…confused.

Sokka came and pulled Zuko into a hug. "I haven't seen you in ages!"Suddenly, he pulled apart, horror easy readable in his eyes."Did you d-die?"

"No, Sokka."said Zuko as he put one hand onto his fried's shoulder." I came here by the new portal"

This time, Aang spoke."The new portal?"

"That's correct, buddy, Right in the middle of Republic City. Pretty new."

"Yeah, I felt it." Now, Sokka was the one that was confused. "Tell us everything, old friend.", said he as they sat down.

"There will be a lot to tell. But it will worth it." Zuko time, he will bring Katara too.