A wind blew through the western air temple, birds screeching overhead.
It had been only 2 days since Zuko and Aang had returned from their trip to the Sun Warriors ruins and shown the new form they had learnt, and already Zuko was being welcomed into the group.
Aang and Zuko had spent the morning sitting by the fountain discussing what each of them knew about the relationship between Avatar Roku and Firelord Sozin, trying to decipher a meaning in the hidden jumble.
Well... Does this mean that you are I are connected in the same way? Aang mused, looking thoughtfully at the sky. In truth it had only been a week since
Disclaimer: I don't own Aang, Bumi, or Monk Gyatso.
Summary: Drabble. Bumi's thoughts on Aang's disappearance and meeting him again. Yaoi. BumiAang.
Iras: WATCH ME WRITE ABOUT THIS PAIRING IF NOBODY ELSE WILL!
Monk Gyatso walked over to the Prince of Omashu.
"Monk Gyatso? Where's Aang?" Bumi asked. Gyatso lowered his head and drearily replied.
"He left in a storm last night, we don't think he made it through the storm," Gyatso said. Bumi's eyes widened more then usual.
"No…" he whispered. Gyatso patted him on the back and left to return to the Air Temple. Bumi dropped to his knees and be
"El fuego persiguió el agua, pero puede solamente ser dotado con la niebla que se deja detrás." ~Ra Hunter *
"Sokka? ... Sokka I hear something...." the smaller monk with a light blue arrow across his forebrow asked quietly with a tinge of fear hinting in his voice.
"Aang? ...Oh my god, what time is it?" Sokka, the Southern Water Tribe male asked rubbing his eyes, and sat up in a sleepy disbelief.
"I heard something...in the bushes Sokka. I can't find Katara..." Aang whimpered out almost pathetically.
The only time that Sokka had ever heard The Avatar speak like that with so little confidence was when Katara, or one of his good fri
Sokka gulped nervously, and eyed the whip with his right eye closed, and the left one opened wide. He looked up to the Prince, and sighed. The Prince of Asses wasn't joking. Just his luck that he wasn't trust-worthy looking.
"I swear! I don't know! I don't know if they're still heading there anyway! ....What will happen if their not there?" Sokka gulped, but tried not to let the fear of the pain show on his face.
"You will be whipped. Isn't that just what I said you moron?" Zuko asked icredously.
"Well, yeah but..."
Zuko stared at Sokka with a half grin and waited for the response that was sure to be shot down.
"What if I just choke on m
Sokka rolled over in his bedding, and then sighed. He was having the most difficult time sleeping that it had ever been. He usually just conked out after only a few minutes. Usually, he had been awakened bye Aang's antics about beetles, snakes, and the like in his bag. Frowning at the thought, Sokka rolled over, and tried to shape the hay that currently resided next to him into a pillow of sorts.
"This sucks. Why do I have to be the one captured? Why not Momo? Or Appa? God, I hate life..." Sokka pouted out as he felt the sticky needles of hay poke into his cheek.
Angrily blowing them away, Sokka tried to think of a way to escape. He couldn'
Sokka moaned as he slept. Reaching out with his tanned arms, he groped around until he hit the pile of hay that had served as his bedding. Clutching it close to him, the Water Tribesman mumbled sleepily, and grinned in his sleep.
"Chicken..." he grumbled out, and let the silly smile cover his face.
Zuko watched the sight with a disgusted look on his face. Shaking his head, he took the water pail that he had especially prepared for his prisoner, and dumped it over the sleeping teen.
"HOLY!!!" Sokka woke up rather abruptly, and shot over to the corner, shivering.
"What the hell was that for!?" the soaked male yelled out in anger.
"Well...I don't see why we can't then!" Sokka let out happily, and rubbed his stomach.
"If you set me free, and you give me food...and you won't chase The Avatar, I don't see the downside!" He laughed out in a naive sort of joy.
Sokka still wasn't one hundred percent convinced that Zuko had 'peace and tranquility' on his mind, but so far he'd take anything he could get to try and get some food. He'd had nothing but salty tasting water, and bread that was described more as mold than an actual food. He tried to imagine eating the disgusting meal day after day for more than a week. It literally made his stomach, and knees, feel weak.
All it had taken was one special word: mission. After he had heard that, Sokka had been quite eager to help, though he still had his suspicions about the boys who lived among the trees. Jet had smirked at the excitement that had lit up the boy's blue eyes. Katara and Aang had easily fallen for his charm, but Sokka hadn't. That made Jet want to focus all his attention on the Water Tribe's boy. Jet needed to find a way to make Sokka join his side or at least incapacitate the boy for a while so they could pull off their plan to rid the area of the Fire Nation.
"So what exactly is this mission?" Sokka asked as they walked through the forest
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