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-Ardala91
"Words have meaning and names have power." –Author Unknown
Light blue eyes that reminded him of morning mist stared up at him like tiny pebbles. The small face they belonged to was that of a chubby infant. He held the bundled babe in his arms, afraid to move lest he drop him. He noted the dark, think hair on his son's delicate head and his smooth skin. The baby's skin was darker then his, but not quite the shade of his mother's either.
He'd never really held a baby in his arms before and he still couldn't believe he had a child. A son. The baby watched him with solemn, unblinking eyes and he stared back fascinated.
"What do you want to name him?" she asked, startling him as she touched his shoulder. He looked up into her warm, but tired blue eyes.
He looked back down at the baby. A name? 'Right,' he told himself silently, 'I just can't keep calling him the baby for forever.'
"I don't know," he said back. "I mean, are we going to go with an Airbender name? Or a Water Tribe?"
Her blue eyes grew distant as she thought. They sparked and he knew what name she wanted. "Do you want to name the baby after him?" he asked her, "It is a good name, not to mention it would be a good sign to name him thus."
Her eyes grew forlorn for only a moment before they watched their son. "It would be a good way to remember him," she said slowly, "To honor him."
They both looked down at the baby. He gave his son a gentle, but somehow sad smile. He cradled his son in his arms.
"Zuko," he said reverently, "Your name is Zuko, my son."