Disclaimer: sorry I didn't put one at the beginning … but here it is … I sadly admit that I never have and never will own any of that beautiful man's magic.

Chapter 2: The Problem IS the Solution

Fujimoto nervously paced the floor of his undersea home, his hands clasped behind his back.

"What are we going to do?" He sighed heavily. This was twice now in under a year that the sea was in peril. The thought of what might happen if the Great Winds were not restored made his hair stand on end.

It was times like these where he wished the gods would break their oath of non earthly interference, reach down and set things to rights again. Not wait on the spirits to do their bidding for them. He knew with their magic they could solve the problem with a simple wave of their hand. Why did they feel as if they had to make everything so difficult?

To make him fret like this was pure torture. Fujimoto continued to nervously pace the floor, only now it was as if he took to roaming around the whole house. In his opinion, the gods putting all their faith in the spirits and wizards to fix the problem was a huge gamble. And it was his beloved ocean that was at stake. This was obviously the issue he found most disturbing.

Without the Master of the Winds controlling the global air currents the ocean would cease to move in its global currents as well; throwing off the delicate balance of nature once more. When he was above the surface, Fujimoto had noticed much to his distress that the smaller ocean currents were already slowing down. It wouldn't be too long before they stopped completely … the great currents soon following them. Without these currents dispersing warm and cold water across the globe, all life in the ocean would wither and die. He could not let this happen.

Fujimoto looked around the room in anxiously, the weight of his problem bearing down on him. His eyes then fell upon his daughters,

"Don't worry," he told them. "I'm not going to let anything happen."

Fujimoto knew that something had to be done and soon, but he couldn't imagine the answer would come from debating with a group of old, power-hungry air spirits at Could Castle. He could hardly trust that they had the ocean's best interest in mind especially when their highest position was now up for grabs. If the ocean were to survive this, he thought, the decision has to be made by him. He was not going to let those spirits on land waste precious time while his ocean suffered. But he knew he had to hurry in formulating his plan, the council at Cloud Castle would convene soon and he couldn't be late.

It was clear that someone had to take over Master Shou's position, he thought, but who? Shou and he shared a sort of partnership of air and sea as was the law of nature but he realized that he really knew little about the spirit despite their bond with one another. Perhaps it was because they had never particularly gotten along. Shaking this notion from his mind Fujimoto continued to think. Did Shou have any relatives? Certainly none still living that were as old as he was but were there… suddenly something the earth spirit had said to him that morning came to mind.

"The girl!" He exclaimed as the light bulb snapped on in his head. He hardly could believe that he didn't remember it before. "She's already in training for the position all I have to do is create the sacred pact with her then help her finish it."

Now that he had a framework for his plan he then made a dash for his submarine to go to Cloud Castle.

"I will be back soon girls," he called from the submarine docking chamber. "Stay put till I get home."

As he hurriedly clambered on the deck of his vessel suddenly a thought hit him that made him stop in his tracks.

"Ah, she would have to live here wouldn't she?" He said realizing how problematic this was. The idea of sharing his home with a young, rambunctious air spirit was hardly appealing to him at all. First off he lived in quite confined quarters. Secondly it was widely known that he preferred his privacy.

He then sighed heavily, his wild hair falling limp around him. It's the only way to save the ocean, he told himself. Convinced that there was no better alternative Fujimoto headed to the wheel of his submarine a little less enthused than before.

"Why can't things just be easy?"

Powering up his four flippered vessel Fujimoto headed towards the surface once more. The sea life around him curiously followed.

AN: Sorry this chapter is so short, chapter three is it's companion piece. I hope you all like it. For all those who read please remember to review. I find that I'm motivated to continue a story if people give me feedback. Thanks :)