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It was the morning after Aang and Zuko had returned from the civilization of the Sun Warriors, and the sun was still rising. Zuko sat patiently facing the sun, his eyes closed and his expression content as he was bathed in its light. However, the calm he had attained from meditating in the source of his bending was shattered as his student made his dramatic entrance on top of a spinning ball of air.
"Flameo, hotman! What are we learning today?"
Unfortunately, his teacher did not seem as excited about teaching firebending as he was about learning it. In fact, Zuko looked almost horrified; his right eye was wide-open and his jaw had dropped. Strangely, there also seemed to be a pink tinge to his cheeks. "What did you just say?" Zuko asked, his voice uncharacteristically high.
Aang dropped to his feet and looked at him questionably. "What? You are teaching me firebending today, aren't you?"
"Before that!"
Aang frowned at him. "I know you didn't like it when I called you hotman before, but you never freaked out like this."
"That's because I didn't know you were flirting with me before!" Zuko roared. "I figured you were just teasing me or had somehow found out and were taunting me!"
"Wait, wait, what now?" It was now Aang's turn to be bewildered. "Found out what? And what do you mean, flirting?"
Zuko was silent for a few moments as he stared at Aang, and slowly a look of comprehension came over his face. "Aang, do you even know what 'flameo, hotman' means?"
"Of course I do. It's just a greeting," Aang answered indignantly.
Zuko raised a hand to his face and muttered something indistinct before rising in order to stand before Aang. "Aang, in the past century, the meaning of those words have changed slightly. Nowadays, 'hotman' refers to a homosexual."
Aang's eyes widened in comprehension. "Oh." A pause. "So wait, by 'found out' you meant…" Zuko jerked his gaze away from Aang, but reluctantly nodded. "Huh." Another pause. "And flameo?"
"I suppose you could still call it a greeting," Zuko slowly admitted, "but one with…sexual connotations."
"Wha- Seriously?! You mean all this time, I've been…" Aang was flustered for all of six seconds before a mischievous smile crept across his face. "Well, in that case…" With a speed only airbenders possessed, Aang had soon pressed up again Zuko and grabbed the prince's shirt to pull himself up until his mouth was level with Zuko's ear in order to lowly whisper, "Flameo, hotman."
It was only with some very impressive airbending tricks that Aang managed to escape the fireball.