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beckyh2112) wrote2011-01-06 08:37 am
beckyh2112) wrote2011-01-06 08:37 am
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Ozai Mini-Meme
I am in a mood to write Ozai. One request per person, two requests for my usual people. If I'm not interested in your request, I'm just going to ignore it.
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Ozai, the moment of glory
It's the day he pins Kazan and has his way with the guard rather than allowing Kazan to have his way with him.
It's the first time he brings Ursa to orgasm with his mouth alone.
It's the first of Ursa's pregnancies.
It's the first time he holds his son and knows this tiny infant is his.
It's the day his little girl burns blue.
It's the moment when the Comet sings in his blood, and he thrusts out with his firebending in an inferno like he will never be able to create again.
It's the first man he kills without flame.
It's his grandson's simple, "You weren't as bad as they say, were you?" and the lie he tells to keep Hitozi smiling.
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Ozai; Chocolate-coated coffee beans
Ozai, Phoenix take wing
Darkness faded into light, golden and radiant. Agony sketched along his limbs, tore at his heart and mind. It was infuriating after the slow way he had left behind pain when he sunk into darkness, and he screamed his fury.
The sound only echoed back.
After a time, warmth began to sink into his skin and bones. The gold faded and with its fading came an easing of his agony. Slowly, white light surrounded him as the gold faded with his pain.
Time passed, and the gold light was dregs compared to the white. A restlessness came over him, and he traced the edges of this place. It was hard but the right strike could break it open.
Warmth intensified, and he decided to wait until all the pain was gone.
Once, it was cold and the gold light had all gone. He no longer hurt, and so he snapped out with a simple strike-
Eggshell cracked, and he struck harder, tearing away the thin membrane between this place and the next. He fought until he passed through, until he found himself sitting in a nest with shards of eggshell all around.
"Brother," the wind whispered, and raindrops fell on his face. He turned his head up to the sky where the lady-sun sat.
She smiled, and the Phoenix chirped in approval.
For the first time, he remembered his name.
Ozai reached up to catch one of the tears of those who mourned his death. Brother, wife- Son? Truly?
The world was so strange. But their tears eased the dryness of his throat, and he found speech within his capabilities once again. "Now what?"
The Phoenix ruffled feathers of flame. "Your spirit is whole once more, Ozai. Now we take the first step in fulfilling our bargain."
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Ozai, chocolate-covered coffee beans
"Damn it, Iroh, I paid for them!"
He will, however, argue at the top of his lungs.
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Ozai; sometimes I'd stay up all night / wishing to God that I was the one who'd died
Ozai/Ursa; there's not a thing I wouldn't do / to end up shipwrecked on an island with you
"So are you," he said with some amusement.
She listened to the boom of surf against the rocks and wondered if it would be the Water Tribe or Fire Nation that found them first. Or, perhaps, they could walk along the coast until they found the Kyoshi village.
She thought hard about it, then cracked open an eye to look at her husband. He lay on the sand next to her, salt roughening his hair, gold eyes self-satisfied, and still able to make her belly flutter and clench, the bastard.
His thumb stroked over her bicep, and sparks flickered under her skin. With a rough indraw of breath, she rolled and pinned his shoulders to the sand.
"Sex on a beach gets sand places you hate," he reminded her, mouth sensuous and begging to be made to serve her.
"So I'll melt it to glass," she hissed and burned blue.
Ozai, sometimes I'd stay up all night / wishing to God that I was the one who'd died
For a long time, this is what the prince thinks fathers are supposed to be like.
Then his brother comes home when Lu Ten is old enough for Ozai to find him interesting, and-
and-
'Is Iroh doing it wrong?' he wants to ask, but instead he asks Li and Lo about their father, and the question changes to 'Is Father doing it wrong?'
Two isn't enough to make a pattern, or so his mathematics tutor reminded him back when he was still learning theory rather than how to apply it. So he musters up the courage to ask Lady Zolena and newly-appointed Captain Mazao and old Seneschal Jinzai.
Five is enough for a pattern.
"Why does Father ignore me?" He asks Li and Lo. They exchange looks and say nothing, but that night there is a record book by his bed with a painted silk bookmark in a certain place.
Mother's death-day is the same as his birthday.
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Ozai, once upon a time there was a king
He sired his second son when his days started their decline, when the idea of the end began to stir in his mind. It was foolish to wait so late for another child, but his queen wanted a daughter, and he could deny her nothing.
The second son was born from his queen's corpse, and the king hated the phoenix-child.
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After the finale, Ozai sees Azula again
She stands across the hall from him, dressed in soft blues that do not suit her. Her hair hangs loose, and she clutches the Water Tribe boy's arm as if too much freedom of movement might kill them both. Her expression is brittle - the haughtiness and arrogance is too hard, too forced.
Ursa grips him by the elbow. "We're leaving now, before she sees you."
His daughter never lays eyes on him as his wife hurries him from the hall.
They say she's insane, and he's starting to believe them. But he still doesn't understand why.
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Ozai checking in on an illegitimate child
The tour of the colonies takes him to New Sozin's Bay. Prince Ozai takes it all in with interest - he may not be a soldier but he is not an easily bored aristocrat, either. He will govern and govern well, he decided long ago, and that means he listens and studies and learns.
He learns the serving maid he tumbled when Ursa grieved another miscarriage lives here in the Bay with her husband. They are prosperous farmers with three children, none of whom are 'benders but all of whom are considered promising by people who care about such things.
Ozai vanishes on his escort one morning and saunters down to their farm. He is not sure what he means to do, not quite. He got her with child, he is sure, but no royal bastard would not be a 'bender.
A young man drives hippoxen along the lane. His hair is spiky, his back straight, and when Ozai catches up with him, he sees the young man is a year older than Zuko.
"Lord," the young man says, pressing fist to palm but keeping most of his attention on the ornery livestock.
Ozai does not take offense. "You are Daitaro's son?"
The young man glanced at him. Gold eyes met gold, and the sense of fire snapped so hard in Ozai that he wondered giddily why the magistrates had lied to him. "Yes, lord. My name is Ichiro."
First son.
Yes, he would be, wouldn't he?
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Ozai and Azulon; you know what the difference is between you and me?
Firelord Azulon is three years dead when Ozai's son turns thirteen. Six months later, Zuko is exiled with a horrible burn over his left eye and his uncle to look after him.
Ozai makes sure of that. Iroh will look after Zuko. His son won't be alone out there.
He doesn't tell Iroh that their captain will be Sadao, because Iroh wouldn't understand why he chose the man who captained his own Avatar hunt. He would also be extremely insulted if he did know. Ozai hopes.
There will be someone there to see if someone tries to prey on Zuko.
(There was no one there to see below the lies his father spun.)
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Ozai, 'Cause you know that when the truth is told/You can get what you want or you can just get old
"There will be no more Firelords of Sozin's line," Prince Rudra declares, his sword locked with Zuko's two. "Your sister will die, your son is dying, you can do nothing to stop me."
Hitozi is bleeding to death while a waterbender watches, and the bitch the Avatar loves is trapped outside. Zuko cannot back away from the fight, and Ozai cannot cauterize wounds.
He can let his grandson die, he lies.
Then he picks up a discarded sword, because this filthy dirt-eater threatened his family and the people Ursa loves.
Ozai never imagined he would live long enough for his hair to turn entirely grey, anyway.
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Ozai and Zuko discussing the virtue of tea
Ozai glances side-long at his son. The boy either had no sense of taste or he'd been left alone with Iroh for too long. Probably the latter, but he wasn't ready to rule out the former just yet. "Be thankful you didn't learn what Iroh tried to teach you, or your tea would only be fit for connoisseurs."
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- Ozai/Interest of Your Choice; beg.
Ozai/Hakoda, beg
He was beautifully androgynous, Chief Ozai was. Hakoda had thought only men of the Fire Nation could be like that.
The Water Chief sat there, chains binding his arms together behind him, expression haughty, face beautiful. He sat there, and one of his handlers lay dying from ice in his lungs. Carelessness around the seemingly docile waterbender.
Rage flared in Hakoda's chest, and smoke drifted from his hands. How dare this man be alive? How dare Ozai live while Kya didn't, while so many other folk of the Fire Nation lost their personal fight to bring enlightenment to the foreigners and barbarians?
"If you beg, I might find mercy in me," the Firelord snarled.
The Water Chief spat on the floor between them.
Ozai and Ursa, her third child is not his
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Ozai and Iroh; You hear, but you don't listen.
He smiles indulgently and watches Ozai cross the hall on the shoulders of equally indulgent Imperial Firebenders. "Hello, little prince."
"Iroh!" Ozai's smile is dazzling. "Are you back from the War? Did we win?"
"Not yet," he says with a laugh. "Not for years yet."
"So there's still time for me to fight?"
"Of course, Ozai," he says indulgently. "Now why don't you join me for dinner?"
***
"I don't want to be a sage," the thirteen-year-old prince sulks. "I want to be a soldier like you."
"A sage is a useful thing to be," Iroh says, patting his brother's shoulder consolingly. "Besides, there's still time for you to learn to be a soldier. This isn't forever."
That brightens Ozai's mood, for which Iroh is thankful. He hates it when Ozai gets cross.
***
"Will you speak with Father?" the seventeen-year-old prince asks, clutching his hand. "Please, Iroh, he won't listen to me, but he'll listen to you-"
Iroh sighs. "Ozai, he's right. Having both his heirs off fighting in the War is too dangerous for the Fire Nation."
"I'm not his heir," Ozai snaps, eyes flashing, heat flaring in his hands.
"You are," Iroh says firmly. "Perhaps moreso than me. I could die tomorrow or three weeks from now by a stray arrow. The Fire Nation needs a prince at the court more than it needs another officer in the army."
Ozai's lips thin, but he doesn't argue. Good. Iroh does not want to upset his brother, but Ozai needs to accept that there are very good reasons he can't be a soldier.
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"You said that to him?" Jeong Jeong asks, setting his tea down with exaggerated care.
"Of course! He's an intelligent young man, he understands these things when people bother to explain them."
Jeong Jeong frowns. "You've been encouraging him to be a soldier for years, Iroh. I can't imagine that boy taking your refusal to stand up for him well."
Iroh stares in confusion at his dear friend. "I have not! When did I ever do such a thing?"
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Ozai and Zuko, trying to be his father's son
He couldn't even capture a twelve-year-old boy.
But he could kill an Avatar, and that made Ozai smile. Maybe Zuko wasn't good enough before, but some fires took longer to catch than others.
Ursa had foreseen this day, he thought as the Prince of the Fire Nation knelt before him. This was why she was willing to kill Firelord Azulon. She knew her son would help end the war, would help bring about the glorious victory they all so desperately craved.
The last threat to the end of a hundred years of fighting was dead by his son's hand.
Azula was cleverer still, turning Zuko's victory into a greater victory with the capture of Ba Sing Se. She would be a great general, a great force for the Fire Nation.
Yet his son cared for such small and unlikely things - young rookie soldiers, spirit-fish, half-blood girls in green. Zuko had more of his mother in him, and like Ursa had balanced him before he found his own footing, Azula would need Zuko to balance her.
They would rebuild the world, he thought as he acknowledged Zuko as his son. He would end the war, and they would rebuild the world.
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Ozai and Iroh, what they talked about after Azulon died
He has been tired since he returned from the Spirit World. Since before, since the day he burned his son on alien soil. Since the moment he thought, 'Why isn't Jeong Jeong here to collect the ashes for me?'
But Jeong Jeong deserted years ago, and Iroh gathered his son's ashes alone.
He wants to sleep and never awaken. On the ship back from the Fire Nation, sometimes he could hardly haul himself from his berth to the deck.
Then the messenger hawk came with the announcement his brother had been crowned Firelord. Iroh stared at it, too empty inside to wonder how blood had come to this. He lost Lu Ten weeks ago, he lost his brother that day. But he must have lost his brother long before then and simply never noticed.
Here, now, at the Palace, he must pay his respects to the Firelord. He must, then he must deliver his son's ashes to an appropriate resting place. Then he can sleep.
His words to his brother are dead formality. He stares past his brother's shoulder as he speaks, as Ozai answers him with an edge of wariness that perhaps his brother doesn't realize is there.
If he weren't so tired, Iroh would do capitalize on that.
But this audience exhausts him, and he doesn't want to prolong it with anything. He doesn't ask how their father died, he doesn't ask where Ozai's Lady is, he doesn't ask why Ozai betrayed him like this.
It doesn't matter. Nothing does.
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Ozai; The first time fire whispered that it loved him.
Ozai, the first time fire whispered that it loved him
Then he meets Jeong Jeong, and meets him, and he understands that fire doesn't love him like it does Jeong Jeong.
He is envious those first few days after he seduces his trainer. Until a thunderstorm blows into the Capital, and he abandons duties at the first far-distant flash of lightning. It sings to him in the storm-dark, and he dances with it.
And dances with it, because it falls around him as he stands in the gardens. He is soaked to the bone, and the lightning crashes white-blue so close he feels its searing heat.
Lightning loves him.
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Lu Ten is Firelord. What place does Ozai have in this Fire Nation?
Lu Ten pauses inside the threshold of his throne room. No flames burn - the Firelord has not been in residence. In the darkness, he senses his uncle and the air is thick with heat. It's like walking into an oven, and he knows Uncle Ozai doesn't feel a touch of it.
Uncle needs to firebend more, he thinks. Then he snaps forward to ignite the Firelord's flames, and there is uncle sitting before the throne with the seneschal's staff across his knees.
He smiles to see Lu Ten, and Lu Ten smiles to see him, and some small part of him thinks Father would never have made Uncle his seneschal.
Father expected to have finished pacifying the world before he became Firelord, Lu Ten thinks bitterly. "Whatever it is, deal with it, Uncle."
His seneschal ducks his head to hide a smile. "There's a reason I waited for your return, Lu Ten. This requires the Firelord-"
"Did you not hear me, Seneschal? Deal with it."
"As the Firelord wishes."
It's only a year before the Comet arrives, he thinks tiredly as Uncle Ozai rises and moves to embrace him as a family-member ought. His uncle can continue to govern the Fire Nation in his name until then. He's done an excellent job for the past six years, and once the Comet is over and the world is at his feet, Lu Ten can take up the true reins of a Firelord.
He grips Uncle hard in their hug, and some part of him still whispers that Father would never have done this.
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