Remorse

A/N: This is just a one shot about how I think Azula's experience in the mental institution would be like. Also I don't own Avatar.

Azula glared down at the dusty floor of the prison. She hated everyone; those stupid guards who she knew made fun of her, the mean doctors who hurt her, her brother who had put her in prison, her father who hadn't come back to save her. . .

However, there was no one she hated more than her mother. Azula had only been there for a week and her mother still hadn't given her a break.

Here she was now, sitting across from Azula, looking into the bars. On her face was a look of concern, but Azula knew she didn't really mean anything by it. Her mother must be having the time of her life with that traitor Zuko and his stupid friends. She looked healthy, wearing her scarlet robes and golden topknot. She hadn't changed a bit.

"That wasn't very nice of you, Azula." she said

Azula looked away from her. She would have crossed her arms, had the mean doctors not bound her arms together. "I don't care. Maybe Zuzu deserved to get hit by lightning."

Ursa gazed at her daughter with more false concern in her eyes. "What did he do that was so wrong? He's your brother, Azula. You really shouldn't be fighting with him so much."

"If he's my brother, he should act like it." Azula muttered. She then spoke louder "What did he do? To start, he put me here."

"You know he only did that because you want to get better."

"I'm not sick. And I'm not crazy either!" she then muttered "You're the crazy one."

"What was that?" Ursa's tone grew harsher.

Azula turned to glare at her mother. "Don't go stern on me, as if you're actually going to act like a parent. I'm just saying that dumdum deserved it!"

"Since when have I not acted like a parent?" Azula looked away from her, trying not to allow herself to be tricked by the hurt in her mother's eyes. "How can you say that, after all I've done to protect you?"

"Protect Zuko, you mean, Mother."

"I'm not going to stay here if you continue to say these things."

"Go ahead, then." Azula rolled her eyes. "I don't want you to come here anyway. And why don't you ever let the guards see you when you visit? Why don't you speak loud enough for them to hear you? They all think I talk to myself whenever you visit."

Ursa said nothing. She just continued to look at her daughter with the false concern in her eyes that annoyed Azula so much. Azula narrowed her eyes.

"They think I'm the crazy one." she continued. She raised her voice so the guards could hear her say what she said next. "They're the crazy ones, if they think Zuzu would actually make a good leader." She hoped the guards would hear what she had said and get smart again. Zuko being firelord had made them very dumb.

"You should apologize to Zuko next time he visits." said Ursa, finally speaking again.

"I don't think I will." said Azula "Apologies are for the weak. I am not weak, Mother."

"You're just trying to be too strong, my love."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Azula's shriek rang through the cell. Ursa gave no sign of hearing the scream, and tried to reach through the bars. Azula scowled and moved away, out of her mother's reach.

"Azula, I love you."

"Liar!" Tears started to drip down the former princess' cheeks, and she hated herself for letting her mother see her cry.

That was when the guard threw open the door, followed by more of the mean doctors. Ursa disappeared, as she always did whenever a guard or doctor walked into the room, just to make Azula look crazy. This always just made her angrier, and Azula took a mental note to talk to Mother about this on her next visit.

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think.