Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Nothing But Your Servant ❯ No One Will Control Me ( Chapter 14 )

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

Author's Note: If anyone is unsure about how to pronounce Zenaida's name, the way you pronounce Zenaida's name is Zen-Eye-Duh. Now let's continue this story.

~Zuko~

Her usual smirk did not crawl on her face as she jumped back and stood by the ledge.

" And? So what? Why do all of you look at me like I'm crazy? Your all Fire Benders as well, so take your asses somewhere else before I beat them to the other side of this ocean." her voice was more furious and demanding than we have ever heard it before. Many of the guards exited the deck, but some stayed to guard me. I waved them off with a hand and advanced toward her.

" What is your name?" I asked again, my tone not any softer than hers. Her smirk still did not come on and she had the same look as that other night. That look of a killer. Her face was stone hard and her eyes piercing mine.

" I told your stubborn ass already. I'm not going to change my answer, but I will repeat it once more because you seem deaf. You Do Not Deserve To Know!" she said as she stood up and began advancing toward me as well. We stopped our bodies were touching and our eyes were battling. Her attitude and actions were like a piece of thick iron-never can and never will be bent to be molded into something else.

" I want to see Zenaida. Now!" I commanded and the smirk slowly played against her lips. Turning around, she casually walked over to Uncle Iroh and leaned on his chair. Uncle looked up at her with a warm smile.

" Hello there, young lady. How may I help you?" he said in a kind voice and she just glanced up at me while stroking the back of her hand on my uncle's cheek.

" Your such a nice wrinkled man, you know that? I don't know how the fuck you stay with your grumpy and controlling nephew. " she said and I grabbed her wrist. My anger had my hands burning and I could see her jaw clenched in pain, but she did not scream.

" Give me Zenaida now." I hissed in her ear and suddenly she let out a painful defeaning scream.

" Zuko!" my uncle called and I let go of her wrist. I seen that she had switched back to the real Zenaida, who was on her knees, gripping her wrist in pain. We watched as she removed her hand to examine the burn that had removed layers of skin to show a dark pink colored tone.

" Zenaida...." I began to say, but trailed off as I filled with guilt from the burn I had given her. My throat seemed to clog in despair as she stood up and looked at the burn with me, tears rolling quickly down from her eyes. Her face remained straight, the sobs never coming as I gently grabbed her wrist and examined it.

" No, it's okay. I understand. I understand what she did...." she said lowly before slowly removing her wrist from my grip and letting the sleeve of her robe cover the wound. I stared at her as she kept her face straight, looking out into the boats behind us. My uncle gave me a meaningful look and sighed when I didn't catch the meaning of it. Standing up from his chair, he placed his hand on Zenaida's arm, who's face did not falter the look as she looked at my uncle.

" May I see the wound?" he asked gently in a soothing voice, but Zenaida shook her head and smiled warmly.

" I'm fine. Really." she said warmly and my uncle smiled before retreating to his personal quarters. She turned to me and bit her lip, a goofy smile plastered on her face. " It really hurts." she let out a giggle before examining it again and running her fingers over it. Without looking up at me, she says lowly, " Aida."

{Author's Note: Aida is pronounced Eye-Ee-Duh.}

" What?" I asked her, not understanding her meaning of what she said. Hiding her wound back under her sleeve, she looked up at me with soft eyes.

" Her name is Aida. She wanted me to tell you that." Zenaida said lowly before tugging on the edge of her sleeve and looking back out to the ocean. Aida. That's her other side's name. Aida. This knew knowledge stirred in my head for a while and I noticed that Zenaida had said that Aida wanted her to tell me her name. Why did she want me to know her name when she said I was unworthy?

" Aida? Why didn't she tell me this herself?" I asked Zenaida, who shrugged and sighed. I could see her lips moving very smally as if she were speaking quietly and didn't want anyone to see. Her eyes shut for a moment before opening. Tying her hair back up in the bun, she turned to me and smiled.

" She said that she didn't want to waste her energy on something that small. She says that you wanted to see me and gave up on her too easily." Zenaida said before jumping as if she had been startled by something.

~Zenaida~

" You weren't supposed to say that he gave up on me too easily! Damn it, Zenaida! When I tell you to say something, you only say what I tell you to say! You don't say what I'm telling you directly! Shit, your a fuckin' moron...." she yelled in my head, but then her voice died down and I was glad I'd have some peace in my mind for a moment or two. Prince Zuko looked at me with a cocked eyebrow.

" What do you mean I 'gave up on her too easily'?" he asked, brows furrowed, and I knew that when he wanted to know something, his determination did everything but hold him back from finding out whatever he wanted to find out, so I saved the trouble and sighed.

" What do you want me to tell him, Aida?" I asked her in my mind. But there was no response so I said to Prince Zuko, " She won't speak to me right now."

" Whatever. I'll find out somehow...." he said before trailing off once again and walking over to the edge of the boat and motioning me over. I followed him and he wrapped his arm around my waist. I melted at his touch and my body felt like butterflies flew throughout it. I smiled at the knowledge that he cared for me and I care for him. Whenever I'm with him, I feel so light and airy, as if I was floating. My knees buckled when he pulled me to the side and placed a kiss on my lip. I savored the moment as I could feel my body slowly get limp in his hold and my cheeks burn.

" Oh, this is fuckin' gross. Go get a damn room, Zenaida. Shit." I could hear Aida say in my head as Prince Zuko pushed me up against a wall to deepen the kiss. I paid her no mind as I wrapped my arms around his neck, thankful that I had someone like him. Thankful that he still treats me this good after all the frusturation I've put him through with Aida.

" Prince Zuko....." I said for the moment we pulled back to catch our breathes. We heard footsteps approach, so we quickly split and I stood by his side, eyes down and hands neatly folded.

-One Month Later-

~Aida~

I pace the edge of the boat on this dark night. It's freezing and the wind bites my bare arms, my goosebumps doing nothing but exposing themselves to frozen air. Zenaida lurks in the back of our mind somewhere, her concience still in belief that her body is sleeping. I will return our body back to the bed soon, but I need to walk to clear my mind. It's been about a month since we got on this boat and damn, things have been moving slowly in the direction I've been trying to avoid. Zenaida, that fuckin' moron, is falling deeper and deeper for that hot-headed prince. Does she not remember that she can be claimed? Does she not remember that? Damn, she's fuckin' stupid. And what if this prince knows of her mark and is doing this just to control her? Damn. Damn. Damn. She's so fuckin' slow. And his father. Fuck, I hate all of them! But her ass won't listen to me and what the hell is going to happen if she falls out of love with him? What then? What if he starts treating her like crap when he finds out that he 'owns' her? Damn, she can be so fuckin' hard headed some times.

But I won't let him take control over her. I won't. I will do everything I can to keep them apart. I can't have her fall in love. Never. Because if she were to fall in love and someone claims her, there is no guarantee that I'm not a part of that deal and will be forced to have someone command me. To cage me. No one will do that. Ever. Ever. No one can control me. And no one ever will.

" Aida." a familiar voice said. I could feel his presence there. He was watching me for a while. I knew, but I dare not acknowledge his presence because he is the man that may threaten to put a collar around my neck very soon.

" Fuck off, Zuko." I say, not in the mood to talk or act in my usual way. Ever since Zenaida and him have practically been connected at the hip, my tension and fear of what he may do with me grows. Yes, I have to admit, I fear the future, not him. That is the only thing I've feared in my existence. Is the future. The future of this body. This mind. It belongs to us and no one can take it.

" Why aren't you in your room? I thought I locked you in at night so you can't get out?" his question sounded more like a demand as he approached me. I ripped my eyes from the darkness of the water in front of me and turn to him with the smirk that exposes my personality.

" The door is metal. The lock is metal. Metal melts." I simply said with a short chuckle and seen his brows furrow in the darkness. I enjoy pissing him off.

" You melted the door!?" he asked furiously as I sat on the eldge of the boat, crossing my legs and letting the robe split to expose my bare legs. I loved my legs. They were long and lean, just like how I worked them.

" Yes. What the fuck do you care? Your ass is rich. Shit, you own a whole kingdom. Is it that much to put up another damn door?" I asked bitterly and I could already feel the heat from his body rising to an unspeakable temperature.

~Zuko~

" Well, if you haven't noticed, Aida, we're on a damn ocean where doors are kind of limited! So yes, I care that you melted a door on my ship!" I yelled at her, but she did not flinch as the smirk extended and she ran a confident hand through her hair. I could tell that some guards were already looking over, but I ignored them and waited for her to lash back.

" It's my door anyways, so it's my concern. I mean, it's no big deal. Zenaida will just get dressed without a door for some privacy. It's not like your paying the men on this boat, so why not let them in on a little show in her room?" she said with an evil smirk as she leaned back on the ledge that looked diffcult to sit on since it was so thin. My blood began boiling even more when she suggested that the guards watch the woman that I care for a ton undress!

" No! Are you crazy! She'll just stay in my room." I stated and I could've sworn I seen a hint of panic flick through her eyes as she hopped off the ledge. Her smirk wavered and the hand she ran through her hair questioned the confidence it held. Only for a moment did she look unsure before her air of confidence and boldness returned.

" No. I don't want to be any where near you. I'll have someone make a wooden door." she said and walked up quickly to a guard. Leaning over, she quickly whispered something in his ear and when she pulled back, he walked down below. " See, someone is already on it. It will be fixed in less than an hours, so stop fuckin' panicking, Zuko."

She scoffed and flipped her hair over her shoulder before walking over to a guard. I learned to ignore it when Aida is out and goes to flirt with the guards. It's Zenaida I really care about, and I know Zenaida wouldn't flirt with any guards. She won't even talk to them. Aida just does what she does, and I know it won't affect Zenaida in the least, so I walk back down to my room and go to sleep.