I have not done an Avatar fan-fic in forever, so this is my attempt at doing one again. Hope you enjoy!

Sounds of effort shouts and fire singing the air could be heard from the clearing where Zuko and Aang were training. Zuko had Aang in a practice Agni Kai to review moves he had learned over the week. They practiced throughout the week and had a practice Agni Kai at the end of the week. Zuko smiled as they bended.

"Good job Aang. Looks like you got the Orb down."

Aang smiled. He had been having trouble with that move all week. "I've been practicing some…a little bit while training with Katara to be specific. She got mad at me for it."

"I can see why and why not. You are training with her specifically, but it is good to practice difficult moves."

They both ended with the closed hand formation, hands together and to the chest. Zuko smiled. "Excellent, young grasshopper."

Aang couldn't help but laugh. "Thank you, Master Zuko."

Now Zuko laughed. "Me, a master, ha."

"You are one to me."

"Thanks."

Sokka then called Aang to help him with something. He gave another grin to Zuko and left. Zuko sighed and sat down for a moment. He thought of what Aang had said, calling him a master. Really, Aang had been the only person to really say something nice to him ever since he joined them. Sure, everyone else was friendly to him, but Aang was the only one who was actually friends with him…

He then removed the bands he wore on his wrists and massaged his wrists. The scars on them were beginning to ache, but that was normal. He knew it was because of how his wrists flowed with the fire that made the scars hurt. He was silent when he looked at them. Only a few days ago, they were blood red because of them being brand new. Now, they were a pinkish color with a few dots of red. He sighed and slipped the bands back on his wrists. 'No one can know.' was his only thought.