A series of coughs racked my body. Sat in Zuko's bed and surrounded by as many blankets we could find on the ship, everything felt heavy and woozy.
"Well, what's wrong with her?!" Zuko panicked.
The manservant sighed, "It's a bad cold, Prince Zuko. She must've caught it from improper attire in the middle of a storm."
I glanced at my dress hung on the wall to dry out. It's wasn't the most...covering of clothing. Right now I was just wearing some of Zuko's robes, them being far more comfortable than my own clothes and far too big on me.
"We don't have the proper resources for any medicine so she'll have to just wait it out."
"Wait it out!" Zuko yelled, "She's sick! She can't just wait it out! What if she gets worse!"
The servant stood up, "She needs to get worse to get better. We'll have to keep giving her water and warm foods. And a cold rag to her forehead to break her fever."
Zuko grunted, "Fine."
The servant left to fetch those things while Zuko sat on the mattress beside me. I sniffled as he ran his hand through my hair and I moaned at how nice it felt, the extra tension in my head melting away.
"Don't be making those sounds when someone could hear." He scolded, glancing at the open door.
"You love me Zuzu?" I asked, slightly rocking in place.
He blushed and started stuttering, "Wh-what kind of a question is that?"
Tears left my eyes, "You don't?"
"N-n-no, no no, no. I do, I do." He urged wiping away my tears and pushing me back, "This fever's really getting to you, huh?"
He pulled the blanket up to my chin and rubbed my back softly. We were interrupted by a soldier at the door.
"Sir! You're wanted at the helm."
Zuko sighed, "Okay." He pressed a kiss to my temple, "I'll be right back. Watch her while I'm gone." He commanded the soldier.
Zuko truly didn't take long and came back very annoyed.
"Who does Zhao think he is?! Demanding any information on the Avatar! And he's an Admiral now! Why on earth does he keep getting promoted?!"
"Bad man." I muttered.
Zuko chuckled, "Heh, yeah he's a bad man. Are you feeling any better?"
"'M tired."
"Well you get some sleep then. I'm going to train to take my mind of Zhao."
He started undressing to change into his training clothes. I sighed wistfully at the sight.
"What're you so happy about?"
I giggled, "Naked Zuko."
*****
*Zuko's POV*
Zhao had the Avatar. I couldn't let that man take my one chance at restoring my honour. I quickly got dressed into all black, taking the broadswords off the wall and picking up my blue spirit mask. I was tying my shoes when I heard a small voice behind me.
"Zu?"
I turned around. Muri was still in bed, all tucked up and dressed in my clothes. They were far too big for her, practically swallowing her. Her hair was all undone, her wild curls framing her round cheeks so cutely. The pout on her lips was purely adorable. She held her hand out.
"Come sleep with me."
Oh my god. She was too cute. I genuinely considered staying. Just curling up in bed with my fiance and forget about all my troubles, as long as I had her. But I knew what was right.
I had to free the Avatar...so I could capture him.
I grabbed her hand, kissing her wrist and cupping her face.
"I'm sorry. I need to go do something but I promise I'll beback soon. Go to sleep please. You need rest."
"I want you." Her little voice was so tired croaky.
I kissed her forehead, "I'll be back soon. I promise, love."
She audibly swooned at the nickname, I lowered her back in bed and tucked her in.
Once she was asleep, I grabbed my mask and swords and ran out the door.
I'll be back soon.
*****
**Muri's POV**
I woke up very breifly as someone climbed into bed beside me. Zuko's warm arms wrapped around me and pulled me into his chest. My fever was broken so my head was much clearer.
"Zuko, it's morning." I looked at him to see him staring at the Fire Nation tapestry on the wall, "Zuko?"
"Shh, go back to sleep." He ran a hand through my hair, kissing my forehead.

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Don't Leave Me (Zuko x OC)
FanfictionWhen Zuko is banished from the Fire Nation and given the impossible task of capturing the Avatar, his betrothed demands to come with him. Though arranged to be wed since childhood, Zuko considered Muri to be his only real friend so reluctantly let h...