Mini-Meme: Ozai Edition!

[beckyh2112]

Because I love writing Ozai way too much.

Any Ozai requests. Pick a pairing, an AU, a random crack-induced scenario, whatever, and I'll write it. One request per person, unless you're a) dark_puck, or b) one of my chatpost buddies, in which case you get three.

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tiny!Ozai and Iroh

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The light in the palace is grey today, where it is not yellow from the lanterns. Ozai knows exactly what this means, and he does not show up for tutoring as he ought. Li and Lo will be mock-irritated with him that evening, but they and the Fire Sage understand why this is more important.

No one else will even notice to care.

There are many windows in the prince's levels of the palace. He settles on the sill of one looking out on the storm, pushing open the shutters so he can watch. The wind blows rain on him until he is soaking wet, but he doesn't care.

Water won't kill him.

Lightning flashes, and thunder sounds as loud as a spirit by his side. Ozai gazes out at the storm in awe, following the cold-fire before it strikes.

Some time later, someone comes and finds him. The storm has faded, but Ozai still focuses on the distant rumble of thunder.

"What are you doing?" his brother asks, voice smoke-roughened and gravely.

Ozai glances sharply at the man, annoyed no one had told him Iroh had returned from the campaign so soon. His brother looks much as he did the first time Ozai met him last year - he wears his armor easily, his mood is genial, and he is almost the spitting image of portraits of their revered grandfather.

"Following the lightning," Ozai answers as he climbs down from the window. His brother is giving him a stern look, and it occurs to him what he must look like - a half-drowned urchin more than a prince of the blood. He adds, almost defensively, "It doesn't come when I call yet, but I'm improving."

"You are young to be learning lightning yet, Ozai," his brother says fondly. "Why don't we find you some towels and dry clothes."

"I am ten," Ozai says, calling on his breath of fire to warm himself. He crosses his arms and glares up at his brother, who is ever so old at just over thirty. "Stop acting like I'm a baby."

Iroh looks amused rather than properly chastised, and he almost casually bats the sodden rat's tail Ozai's phoenix tail has become. "You are still soaking wet. Dry clothes and tea, then perhaps I will show you a few things about lightning, little brother."

Re: tiny!Ozai and Iroh

[neldluva.livejournal.com]

I absolutely love this. You can see exactly how Ozai is going to develop as a character, and Iroh too. Heh, and it's so great that Iroh looks just like Sozin. I actually feel kind of sorry for poor little Ozai. That age difference with his brother must be difficult.

Thanks so much. <3