Limerence ︳Zuko

Chapter ︳18

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(German/n.) A person who needs to be slapped; a face that needs a fist in it.

~ Ying Yue Jiang ~

"Come on Zuko~!"

I whined like a child as I sat on Zuko's study, preventing him from working on the array of papers that were scattered. Aang chuckled, watching me try my hardest to look cute, although Zuko seemed indifferent; an irritable frown on his face as he rubbed his temples. The way his forehead scrunched up made him seem like an old man, a grumpy one at that. "Please~, pretty-pretty-pretty please~!" I purred as I pushed my hands tightly against my face, trying hard to look somewhat endearing.

Aang burst out laughing, his body sprawled along the chair he sat on as he watched me with anticipation, probably curious to see where this could go. I look like a complete fool, but I don't care. Zuko pinched his nose in irritation before growling under his breath, clearly getting aggravated with me – but that was my goal. It was frustrating how little Zuko told me about his duties, the things he did as Fire Lord, and as the 'Future Fire Nation Queen' how embarrassing is it that I knew nothing about Fire Nation politics?

"Yue, I swear-" Zuko hissed under his breath, as he tried once again to sign a document. With a kittenish swipe, I slide the paper away from him, only for him to drop the pen from his grasp. Zuko's head shot upwards; eyes narrowed as he glared. "My answer is no Yue; don't start," Zuko spoke strictly, and I pouted. I'm not taking 'no' for an answer!

"That's not fair! It's my duty to know what you're working on! At least the basics!" I moaned. Zuko let out a huff as he leaned against his chair, his arms crossed. And just like that, his whole attitude changed. An amused smile playing his lips as he watched me throw a temper tantrum on his desk. "You're meddlesome," Zuko said, and I scoffed, mimicking his gesture and folding my arms. "I want to know why the Earth King is visiting."

"For politics."

"ZUKO~!" I shrieked, annoyed at his vagueness, something which he did purposefully. It was like he was trying to annoy me with his stupidly vague answers. Is he a sadist? Does he enjoy getting me so upset?

"Katara helps Aang with his duties, Suki helps Sokka, why can't I help?" I shot back. Aang quickly stood up, throwing his hands up in the air, "Don't bring me into your marital issues!" Aang hooted. His voice raspy and nose still a bit stuffy from his cold. Although, his horrendous sneezes did seem to go away as well as his cough. It was amusing hearing Aang's voice so deep – Katara would be gushing about it if she were here.

Aang walked off to the door, "Oh come on, help me out Aang!" I grumbled as I watched him pull the study door wide open. But Aang shook his head, "My job is to resolve world affairs, not marital affairs." And with that, he slipped out the door like a breeze. Next time he asks for advice revolving Katara, I'm not giving him squat!