10001 Nightmares Party

[Fic] reignite the sun (ATLA)


Summary:

Kuei doesn't know how he ended up in this tower but that is one absolutely gorgeous dragon and you know what, maybe he should just stay here for a bit.

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The dragon is made of gold. Or no, Kuei realizes a breathless moment later. It's gold, the color shining in the evening sunlight, but it's not made of it. It sparkles too much, the light catching the scales and bouncing off, but it only looks to be made of gold. It is, though, an actual flesh and bone dragon. And it's right outside his window.

Kuei licks his lips. "Hello," he offers, his voice sounding weak and trembling even to his own ears.

The dragon snorts, smoke coming from its large nostrils. Kuei never thought he'd ever see nostrils so big, but they're unexpectedly beautiful. "Hello," the dragon answers in a deep rumbling voice and Keui sits up straighter on the windowsill, delight coursing through him.

It's a dragon! How can he not be mesmerized?

"I'm Kuei," he says, leaning his head forward to see more of the dragon. The window is too small, and it limits his sight too much. 

He's not entirely certain how he came to be in a room with a dragon—he was having dinner with Long Feng, and that's where his memory stops. But Long Feng must have been the one to bring him here; the Dai Li wouldn't let anything happen to him. So surely, the dragon is a good person. Otherwise, Long Feng wouldn't have left him here.

After a moment, the dragon shakes his head and says, "I'm Zuko."

Kuei beams, sunlight unfurling in his stomach. "It's very nice to meet you, Zuko! I hope you don't think me rude, but were you here when I was brought here? And do you happen to know if any of my scrolls made the journey with me? For that matter, do you know where we are?"

A lazy eye blinks at him, the skin around it burned. Kuei wonders what can possibly burn hot enough to cause that kind of damage in a dragon, but he knows enough of the Fire Nation's dragon purges to know he shouldn't ask. It's probably a painful subject, and he doesn't want to scare off his new friend. Kuei has so little of them; they always vanish eventually, no matter how tightly he tries to hold on.

"I was here," Zuko the dragon finally says. Smoke curls from its mouth as it speaks, the voice nearly burning in its roughness. "A cart made the journey with you, I know not of any scrolls. And I do not know where we are."

"Thank you," Kuei says. He switches position so that he sits with his legs crossed and facing the dragon. It's a shame the sun is setting, it means that he can't see the entirety of the gloriousness in front of him. 

The dragon is big. Not as big as he's read they can grow, but still undeniably a giant. It keeps him from seeing the view and trying to determine his location by landmarks, but he doesn't much care about that anyway. How could he, when there's an actual, live dragon right in front of him. In the light of that, it doesn't much matter that he made no plans to come here, doesn't know where he is, or where Long Feng went. 

Those are questions that can be answered later. Right now, he just wants to know more about Zuko.


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#Fandom: ATLA #Post Type: Fic #Rating: Teen #Status: Complete #Tag: AU #Tag: Age Difference #WC: 0-1000