forged_anew | 17 - [voice] Return to the land of the living

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17 - [voice] Return to the land of the living

[Zuko turns his communicator on, but there is only silence for a long time. He doesn't really know what to say. After a while, he speaks, voice quiet and flat.]

I'm... back.

[.......]

I apologize for having worried you.

[And that's it. The communicator shuts off with a soft click.]

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[Silence for a long while.]

...I'm in Horton 114.

I'll be right over, then.

[Minato sounds faintly relieved.]

[Zuko's laying on his stomach on the couch, arms crossed over one of the armrests and chin resting on the top one.

Feel free to let yourself in.]

[Minato does so! And he smiles softly as he sees Zuko on the couch. He really is a teenager, if he can make an expression like that.]

... Hey.

[It's also very, very good to see him alive again, considering he saw Zuko's dead body the last time he tried to visit.]

[Zuko spares Minato a glance, pushing himself into a sitting position, one elbow still on the armrest and leaning his chin on his palm listlessly.]

You can sit down if you want.

Thank you.

[Minato sits down, then glances over to Zuko.]

Naruto's doing a bit better now. He's getting better at standing.

[He offers a completely different subject for now, wanting Zuko to not focus on his death just yet.]

[This information actually gets Zuko to lift his head a little, looking over.]

Your son is injured?

[Minato blinks twice, having assumed that Zuko knew, and then he smiles weakly.]

Yes. I thought I mentioned it, but I must have forgotten. He's doing better now, though. It was touch and go for a bit....

I don't remember... Then again, I don't remember a lot from...

What happened?

When he came back, he was gravely injured... I haven't gotten the exact deals from Naruto, only that it was something emotionally painful. Had he been any other kid, he wouldn't have....

[Minato trails off and looks a bit annoyed with himself. Damnit, with his worry, he can't help but get back onto the topic he's trying to avoid.]

I'm sorry.

He's doing better though?

[He's concerned, really, but he can't quite get rid of that listless deadpan tone]

Yes, he is.

[Minato notices that deadpan tone, and he can't stand it. Without warning, he reaches over and ruffles Zuko's hair.]

[That startled him.

Zuko lets out a small grunt of surprise, instinctively flinching away into the couch cushions behind him.

It takes him a second to realize what exactly happened, considering this has...probably never happened to him with anybody but his uncle, and that hasn't happened in a while either. He blinks up at Minato.]

[Minato smiles slowly, but happily.]

That's much better; you're not scowling anymore.

[A few more blinks, then the scowl returns, but it's not quite the same. Now he's just scowling because Minato said that, and not because he's brooding. After a few seconds, he lets out a little huff.]

Personal bubble.

[He's acting annoyed, but... inexplicably, the affectionate touch helped a tiny bit.]

[Minato grins a bit wider, raising an eyebrow.]

Personal bubble, huh?

[He grins widely, then almost pokes Zuko.]

Oops! I think I just popped it.

[.... Why, yes. Minato was just that lame. Sorry, Zuko.]

[And for that, he earns himself a "Did you seriously just act like a 5-year-old?" kind of look and eyebrow raise.]

If you get any closer, Mai might get jealous.

[Minato can't help but snort. Yes, he seriously just acted like a five-year-old.]

What, she'll get jealous if I mess up your hair some more...?

[He pretends to reach over slowly as if he's going to do just that again.]

[Zuko looks startled, backing up a few centimeters and actually kind of bringing his hands up in case he needs to defend himself. He's not getting caught off-guard again.]

[Minato laughs gently and lets his hand drop.]

I do that to my own son, you know. I promise it won't make your hair fall out. It's just a sign of affection, after all....

[Zuko blinks, settling back against the couch pillows again, his expression unreadable.

A sign of affection. Toward his son.

A quick pang of something very akin to regret or perhaps jealously sprang up in his chest for just a moment. Naruto was a really lucky kid.]

[Minato's still smiling at Zuko.]

Feeling any better now?

[Zuko actually ventures to give Minato a tiny smile.]

...Yeah. A little.

[...]

Thanks for coming.

[The smile is encouraging.]

Good.

[He returns it with a bright grin.]

I'll come whenever you need me.

... ... And your guard's down!

[Goes for another hair ruffle!}

[Zuko considers diving out of the way again. He'd seen it coming, actually, and perhaps Minato was underestimating his reflexes.

But instead, for some reason he couldn't quite--or didn't really want to--explain to himself, he moved just a little too slowly. The touch on his head was warm and friendly. Kind of like a father's should be.

It did make him feel better.

...and his own father wouldn't have even cared if he'd died, let alone bothered to try comforting him. Not that he was bitter about it or anything. He'd let it go. He had. Really.]

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