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sparklefictionFandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Universe: Futureverse, slightly AU
Pairing: Yun (Aang/Katara)/Irana (Zuko/Mai)
Warnings: Omgwtf het, underage sexual situations
This Chapter: The Amazing Captain Shang! XD
Summary: (earlier scene)
Irana: So, uh, you know how when you sneeze, you fly?
Yun: Yeah.
Irana: Remember what I told you about when fire benders get hiccups?
Yun: Yeah. *snort* I gotta see that sometime.
Irana: Oh, totally. We look so terrified and confused, it's like, FLAME-not. FLAME-not.
Yun: *chuckles*
Irana: Well. Uh. Anyway. What does fire eat?
Yun: *owlish blinkie* Uh, fuel, and uh, ...air.
Irana: *strategically avoiding eye contact* Right. So, um, when two benders are... uh.. intimate, there's always a chance it could get... dangerous. But more so for us, ya know?
Yun: *trips and nearly falls on his face*
Princess Irana and soon-to-be Air Master Yun continue to experience difficulties...
Irana and Captain Shang met on the prow the night after they dropped off Yun from his third visit on her ship. She smiled at him with a certain devilish sparkle in her amber eyes, and the old seaman braced himself. She only grinned like that when she was about to add another patch of white to his beard.
"So, you're old, right?
"Very old," he confirmed.
"You remember when Uncle Iroh had hair?"
"I remember when he had black hair," Shang corrected.
She seemed adequately impressed. "Do you remember Fire Lord Azulon?"
"Yep."
Slyly, she gazed out at the sea. "Do you remember Avatar Rokou?"
He gave her a glare like a slap on the wrist. "Not that old, you little smart mouth."
She grinned. "You know a lot about history though, right?"
"More than you will ever forget," he confirmed, watching as she shifted from parade rest to rocking on her heels like a six year old.
"Ever hear of a princess in the Navy?"
"One or two," he was noncomittal.
"Ever hear of a princess with her own ship?"
"Yep."
"Ever hear of a princess eloping?" she inquired, with the faintest hint of sass.
Ah, so that was her game. "You're not eloping."
"Aw, Shang!"
"Absolutely not." She could pout all she liked, his will wasn't budging on this one.
"Dad's never going to let me marry an air bender."
He frowned. Fire Lord Zuko didn't spoil his kids, but if any of them had him wrapped double around her pinky finger, it was his youngest daughter. "Have you asked him yet?"
"Of course not," she scoffed.
His expression was, if not sage, at least deadpan. "Then how do you know?"
"Common sense."
"I dispute that."
"Huh?"
"I dispute that you have any common sense."
She blinked up at him in astonished delight. "That's mean!"
He nodded wisely. "I'm a mean old man."
She digested this rare glimpse of his sense of humor for a few moments before inquiring wistfully, "Can't I just get married and forget to tell him?"
"No."
"Can I get married and pretend he forgot?" she tried again.
Shang glared at her. It wasn't at all like Princess Irana to speak of decieving the Fire Lord. "No!"
She kicked at an invisible pebble on the deck. "Fishsticks."
Shang sighed and rubbed at his thick eyebrows. "You're a silly girl. What's your hurry, anyway? Your britches on fire?"
"Shang!" At least she was properly scandalized, for once.
"Two more years, Princess. I've seen the way he looks at you, the boy isn't going anywhere."
She scowled and squared her shoulders back to parade rest. "He can't hold me to a promise I made when I was eleven."
"He can. I would. I am," her captain was adamant.
"Ugh!"
The old man frowned at the jets of flame that poured from her nose in disgust. "Don't make me bar him from coming onboard," he warned.
"You wouldn't!"
He gave her a measured frown, and she winced.
"Okay, so you would."
"Exactly right." He paused, then his expression started to darken. "You haven't-"
"Heck no!"
"All right then... though not from lack of trying, I suppose," he sighed.
Her face went as red as his armor. "Shut up, old man."
"I could help you a little bit with that, but my help's conditional."
Princess Irana was all ears. "Yeah?"
"Talk to your father."
"No!"
He turned away and made to walk toward his cabin. "Then forget it."
"Sha-ng!" She pulled him back by his sleeve and turned her best petulant face on him, but he didn't budge.
"What have I taught you from day one, Princess?" he reminded her, extracting his sleeve from her fingers.
"Don't negotiate," she sighed.
He nodded. "Atta girl. You do listen."
She followed him back across the deck in silence for a few steps before muttering, "Can't I just tell my mom?"
"Does your mom care?"
"Not really..."
"Then, no."
"What am I telling my dad?" she complained.
"That you might have a fella in mind, but you want some more time to think on it."
She brightened. "So I don't have to actually say 'air bender?' Or mention any names at all?"
"Princess." he growled threateningly.
She blushed and smirked. "Ahem. I never said that."
He opened the door to his cabin and rolled his eyes, resigned. "No, and I never heard it."
"I love you, Captain," she teased.
"Hmph," he snorted, closing the door in her face. Why couldn't any of his wives have given him a girl like that?
Universe: Futureverse, slightly AU
Pairing: Yun (Aang/Katara)/Irana (Zuko/Mai)
Warnings: Omgwtf het, underage sexual situations
This Chapter: The Amazing Captain Shang! XD
Summary: (earlier scene)
Irana: So, uh, you know how when you sneeze, you fly?
Yun: Yeah.
Irana: Remember what I told you about when fire benders get hiccups?
Yun: Yeah. *snort* I gotta see that sometime.
Irana: Oh, totally. We look so terrified and confused, it's like, FLAME-not. FLAME-not.
Yun: *chuckles*
Irana: Well. Uh. Anyway. What does fire eat?
Yun: *owlish blinkie* Uh, fuel, and uh, ...air.
Irana: *strategically avoiding eye contact* Right. So, um, when two benders are... uh.. intimate, there's always a chance it could get... dangerous. But more so for us, ya know?
Yun: *trips and nearly falls on his face*
Princess Irana and soon-to-be Air Master Yun continue to experience difficulties...
Irana and Captain Shang met on the prow the night after they dropped off Yun from his third visit on her ship. She smiled at him with a certain devilish sparkle in her amber eyes, and the old seaman braced himself. She only grinned like that when she was about to add another patch of white to his beard.
"So, you're old, right?
"Very old," he confirmed.
"You remember when Uncle Iroh had hair?"
"I remember when he had black hair," Shang corrected.
She seemed adequately impressed. "Do you remember Fire Lord Azulon?"
"Yep."
Slyly, she gazed out at the sea. "Do you remember Avatar Rokou?"
He gave her a glare like a slap on the wrist. "Not that old, you little smart mouth."
She grinned. "You know a lot about history though, right?"
"More than you will ever forget," he confirmed, watching as she shifted from parade rest to rocking on her heels like a six year old.
"Ever hear of a princess in the Navy?"
"One or two," he was noncomittal.
"Ever hear of a princess with her own ship?"
"Yep."
"Ever hear of a princess eloping?" she inquired, with the faintest hint of sass.
Ah, so that was her game. "You're not eloping."
"Aw, Shang!"
"Absolutely not." She could pout all she liked, his will wasn't budging on this one.
"Dad's never going to let me marry an air bender."
He frowned. Fire Lord Zuko didn't spoil his kids, but if any of them had him wrapped double around her pinky finger, it was his youngest daughter. "Have you asked him yet?"
"Of course not," she scoffed.
His expression was, if not sage, at least deadpan. "Then how do you know?"
"Common sense."
"I dispute that."
"Huh?"
"I dispute that you have any common sense."
She blinked up at him in astonished delight. "That's mean!"
He nodded wisely. "I'm a mean old man."
She digested this rare glimpse of his sense of humor for a few moments before inquiring wistfully, "Can't I just get married and forget to tell him?"
"No."
"Can I get married and pretend he forgot?" she tried again.
Shang glared at her. It wasn't at all like Princess Irana to speak of decieving the Fire Lord. "No!"
She kicked at an invisible pebble on the deck. "Fishsticks."
Shang sighed and rubbed at his thick eyebrows. "You're a silly girl. What's your hurry, anyway? Your britches on fire?"
"Shang!" At least she was properly scandalized, for once.
"Two more years, Princess. I've seen the way he looks at you, the boy isn't going anywhere."
She scowled and squared her shoulders back to parade rest. "He can't hold me to a promise I made when I was eleven."
"He can. I would. I am," her captain was adamant.
"Ugh!"
The old man frowned at the jets of flame that poured from her nose in disgust. "Don't make me bar him from coming onboard," he warned.
"You wouldn't!"
He gave her a measured frown, and she winced.
"Okay, so you would."
"Exactly right." He paused, then his expression started to darken. "You haven't-"
"Heck no!"
"All right then... though not from lack of trying, I suppose," he sighed.
Her face went as red as his armor. "Shut up, old man."
"I could help you a little bit with that, but my help's conditional."
Princess Irana was all ears. "Yeah?"
"Talk to your father."
"No!"
He turned away and made to walk toward his cabin. "Then forget it."
"Sha-ng!" She pulled him back by his sleeve and turned her best petulant face on him, but he didn't budge.
"What have I taught you from day one, Princess?" he reminded her, extracting his sleeve from her fingers.
"Don't negotiate," she sighed.
He nodded. "Atta girl. You do listen."
She followed him back across the deck in silence for a few steps before muttering, "Can't I just tell my mom?"
"Does your mom care?"
"Not really..."
"Then, no."
"What am I telling my dad?" she complained.
"That you might have a fella in mind, but you want some more time to think on it."
She brightened. "So I don't have to actually say 'air bender?' Or mention any names at all?"
"Princess." he growled threateningly.
She blushed and smirked. "Ahem. I never said that."
He opened the door to his cabin and rolled his eyes, resigned. "No, and I never heard it."
"I love you, Captain," she teased.
"Hmph," he snorted, closing the door in her face. Why couldn't any of his wives have given him a girl like that?
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Date: 2006-10-10 08:35 pm (UTC)I LOVE CAPTAIN SHANG TOO. NOT LEAST FOR THE POLYGAMY?!?!
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Date: 2006-10-11 12:29 am (UTC)ALL THE LADIES LOVE CAPTAIN SHANG, BUT THE CAPTAIN, HE ONLY LOVES THE SEA.
IRANA THINKS HE'S THE COOLEST GUY EVER (WITH THE EXCEPTION OF ZUKO WHO IS EVEN BETTER.)
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Date: 2006-10-11 12:33 am (UTC)BUT MY LOVE IS UNDAUNTED.
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Date: 2006-10-11 12:48 am (UTC)HE JUST HAS DIFFICULTY LOCATING MULTIPLE WOMEN WHO WILL TRY TO LOVE HIM AS MUCH AS HE LOVES THE SEA.
ESPECIALLY SINCE HE'S USUALLY AT SEA.