Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Nothing But Your Servant ❯ The Forgettable Kiss ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Discalimer: I do not own Avatar . I only own Zenaida.

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~Zenaida~

" Zenaida, wake up. You need to eat." I could hear Zuko's voice say but I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to face today. I didn't want to have the Fire Nation prince taking care of me when that should be the other way around. It was shameful. " Wake up."

I reluctantly opened my eyes to find Zuko standing next to me with his hand on my shoulder.

" You've slept the whole morning. It's noon now and I have a meeting to go to. I had the doctor come and check up on you this morning while you were sleeping. The burns won't leave a scar even though they really bad and you have two broken ribs." Zuko said and I couldn't believe I had broken ribs! He kicked me a few times but I didn't think it'd lead to broken ribs. " Someone will be here soon with your food, but I have to go."

I nodded and he began to walk to the door. He stopped and glanced at me once before he walked out. Oh, so cute.

What would I do now? This does not feel right. I can't be laying in a prince's room. I should be scrubbing a prince's room, yeah. That's for sure. Not laying in his bed! This is just great. And the Firelord...oh, I need to leave. I need to leave.

~Zuko~

" I like your little pet, Zuko." my father said. This was such a useless meeting between my father, Azula, and me. I knew this would be about her. " I think she likes me too."

The two of them chuckled and I both gave them dirty looks. It just wasn't right the way he was treating her. It just wasn't right the way he treated all women. It was sickening really, especially because he was my own father.

" What's wrong, Zuzu. Do you not agree with Father?" Azula chimed in and I just kept my head down feeling angry. " Maybe because he has feelings for his little pet as well."

My eyes shot up at Azula. How could she know such things? I didn't tell anyone and I made sure that I didn't like I did. I made sure that I yelled and punished Zenaida all the time. I made sure that I didn't jump up and save Zenaida when my father beat and raped her.

" Your wrong, Azula. She is nothing but my servant." I said and looked back down. I could feel my father studying me hard. I just hoped that nothing would happen to me or Zenaida. She had gone through enough. So had I. I know there were rumors that were bound to start up about the relationship I was having with Zenaida since I was keeping her in my room, but I didn't want anything to happen to her and I wanted to make sure she healed okay.

" Is that right, Zuzu? Why is she in your bed, then?" Azula said and I could hear my father shift his position in his seat. Glancing up at him, I seen he had cocked and eyeborw with a little grin.

" I was watching over her since she couldn't be left alone in her state." I said, glaring at my father before looking back down. He chuckled and scratched his chin.

" What is her state, Prince Zuko?" my father asked in a menacing voice and leaned forward to get closer to me.

" She has major burns on her arm and bruises on her face and neck with two broken ribs." I stated lowly, the memory of when the doctor removed her robes and inspected her bare chest. I had turned away not wanting to look at a woman's breasts without her permission even though the temptation was gnawing at me.

" Honestly, I don't care what you do with her, Zuko. She is nothing but my leftovers now. Fuck her, work her, kill her. I don't give a shit, Zuko. Just make sure that her body doesn't leave the kingdom, is that understood?" he said, his face getting hard and glaring at me.

" Yes, Father." I replied and was soon dismissed after dicussing little about the Avatar. But I wondered why he didn't want her to leave the palace if he didn't care about her? Why did he say I could kill her but her body couldn't leave the kingdom? I don't understand what is so damn important about her to my father. Walking into my room, I found Zenaida staring at the cieling without looking at me, visible tear trails on the side of her face.

" Did you eat?" I asked as I approached the bed. Nodding, she looked over at me and blushed while keeping her eyes down. Her mouth opened, but closed uselessly before looking away. " What?"

" I just..." she began, but then shook her head. " I just wanted to thank you again."

~Zenaida~

He smiled and nodded his head understandingly before taking off his coat and placing it on the chair by his desk. It was so nice when he was nice. Too nice though compared to what I had been experiencing from him in the past month.

" Did you rest some more?" he asked as he took off his formal shirt. I watched in silence as he tossed it to the side and reached in his chest for a simpler shirt. The ripples of muscles moved smoothly beneath the emotionally and physically scarred skin as he eased it over his head and put his arms through the sleeves. " Well? Are you going to answer or not?"

" No, I hadn't slept ever since you woke me up. I'm not tired anyways so it's okay." I said, my voice low as I tried to keep my cheeks from blushing. They were the only thing in me that wanted to get me in trouble.

" You should sleep. It helps." he sounded as if he was reading that statement off of a script and it just made the moment feel even more awkward. I mean, the prince wasn't acting like the prince that yelled at me every second of my waking life. It was wierd and as he inched closer to the bed, I knew it was something I had to get used to soon. I let him touch the marks on my neck and held back my wince when he ran his finger over my jawline. " That day you offered me to spar with you, I knew you had to have some bending power. If so, why didn't you use it to stop him from hurting you?"

The question came a shock to me at first that he had asked that, but I knew it was a question that would be asked by someone soon enough.

" He is the Firelord, Zuko. He's strong. And even if I were to do something, I'd most likely get killed by him in a matter of minutes, even seconds. Although., I know it's wierd to say that I know deep down I could kill him with my powers. And if the price of doing that wasn't large, then I probably would. I mean, he made me feel like trash! I'm humiliated and hurt that he raped me twice, Prince Zuko, twice in the mere prescence of other people!" by now I was practically yelling and sobbing at the same time, my nose and eyes dropping some type of liquid. My arms embraced my legs that were curled up to my chest and I had pushed my face on my knees. The pain was all too much for me to handle! The humiliation and dignity even worse!

"...your not trash..." he said lowly after a few moments of listening to my aching sobs. I didn't look up at him as he eased himself next to me on his bed, but I sure as hell stopped breathing when his arm wrapped around my shoulders protectively. His touch seemed to make me forget what I was feeling and thinking to make space for him. " Not at all..."

" Prince Zuko..." I said, confusion and excitement hitting me like a silent bomb as I carefully looked up at him while wiping my leaking nose on my sleeve. He was looking down at me with a calm expression which made me feel like I was as light as a feather and raising to the roof. A feeling that I hate to love.

" I apologize for my father's ways, but don't let him break you, Zenaida. " his calm and gentle voice practically melted me down to my skeleton. I pushed away the confusion from his two-sided personalities, one nice and the other mean. Right now, I had to focus on what the hell to do as his face is nearing mine. Is this a kiss!? Am I really going to kiss Prince Zuko!? Wait, is he really going to kiss me!? Ooh, what an exciting moment...

~Zuko~

The moment my lips grazed the tops of hers, I knew that Mai was far out of the picture. I knew that the girl I was with at the moment was what I wanted. I knew that I would protect her no matter what.

Even if it was nothing more than a mere peck on the lips, she had already managed to wrap her arms around my neck. I found this out when I pulled back in suprise and didn't get more than a couple inches away from her face when I really needed to get miles away. We stared at eachother in wonder, confusion, lust, and tension before her lips reached up and conquered mine. I let her tongue roam my mouth as I did the same, memorizing each undiscovered cavern and the sweet taste that seem to wrap itself around my tongue as it took the tour. My hands had somehow found their right place on her hips as her tongue ran over the roof of my mouth.

I didn't know if I should pull back or not. I didn't want to really. But I knew someone had to stop this forbidden moment before we were to get caught. I hated to break away the minute of love we shared as I ripped my lips from hers and took my hands off of her hips. Her eyes had a dreamy look for a moment after I pulled back, but that soon disappeared and was replaced with confusion and hurt.

" I'm sorry. I shouldn't have." I said, not wanting to feel as if she was at fault once again. She blushed and removed her arms from around her neck before bringing the tips of her slender fingers to her lips.

" What just happened..." she began to trail off as if she had done the worse thing in the world. Her eyes got big before she look at me. " I'm so sorry, Prince Zuko! For the second part, I mean. I shoudln-"

But I quickly put my finger to her lips to silence her. If she kept on talking with those innocent eyes of hers, I might've just kissed her again and again and again. Looking down at my finger, her cheeks burned with worry and fear.

" Let's just pretend that never happened." I suggested and she forced a dull smile. I knew that was going to be difficult to do since the feelings for her broke down the new barriers I built every day to keep myself from pinning her up against the wall and kissing her deeply. I wanted to tell her how I felt about her, but she was a servant and I couldn't do that. I just couldn't.

" Alright..." she said lowly and slowly laid back down again, the cieling now becoming her new interest instead of the floor.