A.N.
Mask. History. Social Networking. Awkward. Legendary. Caught.
Those are the themes for this week. I know this one is a day late, but I hope you think it was worth it. This is Ruby of Raven and I do not own any part of Avatar the Last Airbender.
He watched from a high up balconey as the Painted Lady left her room at the royal palace. The scarred man knew why she did this and did not bother to go after her just yet. The waterbender had told him exactly why she went back to being the Painted Lady. In return, he told her why he liked to become the Blue Spirit every now and then.
The Painted Lady only hid who she was but not her abilities. It was used to mask who she really was which was all she could ever ask for. She hated that she couldn't help people without drawing a crowd. Ever since the end of the war she couldn't do that. She became famous and well known around the world. Just like him, the Blue Spirit. The Fire Lord went back to being him for the same reasons.
Her, the cloaked woman, smiled as she left the palace grounds. The Blue Spirit went around, fighting crime under the dark of night, just like her. He was different though when using his alter ego. He didn't use his powers, he never talked while in costume, and you couldn't see any of his skin or face. The one thing he couldn't mask was his skills with his daio swords. They were both different but both the same when masking their identities.
She looked behind her and she saw the familair blue and white mask a couple yards away. He always was faster than her. She wondered when he decided to start his chase. Usually he waited until she was completely out of sight but tonight it seemed he wanted to start eairly. They always chased each other until they were out of the royal city just for fun, just to see who could beat who. Then they would part ways and take care of what ever needed taking care of.
She created a fog to mask herself from anyone awake in town and to see if she could stop the Blue Spirit from following. Looking behind herself again, she saw his black figure still following her like it didn't even faze him. She liked to pull this trick on him often and he seemed to have expected it.
Her eyes narrowed and she decided to try a trick that Aang and Zuko only seemed to use. Collecting the water from the air around her, she used it to push herself up onto the roof of the nearest building and started running, jumping whenever she ran out of roof and jumped to the next one.
She looked across the street at the houses and buildings to see the Blue Spirit running on the rooftops just like her. She rolled her ocean blue eyes at him. He never did seem to change his tactics, just like her. Yet another thing they had in common.
Smirking, she saw the entrance to the city up ahead but still far away. All she'd have to do was exit the city before Zuko and she would win. She glanced over her shoulder to see how far behind he was, but he wasn't there. She looked across the street again and saw that he wasn't there either. Her smirk disappeared. Where could he possibly be?
She turned her head so that it was now facing forward again. It was probably another one of his tricks, but which one? He had so many, just like her. Many involved this kind of disappearing act. Her eyes narrowed again, ready for anything he decided to try. To her surprise, nothing happened. No attacks, no obstacles put in her way, no nothing. Where was he and what was he doing?
Finally, she reached the entrance to the city and went past it. She smiled and raised her arms in triumph when she stopped running. She won! She finally beat the FireLord! Her celebration didn't last long. It ended when a finger tapped her on the shoulder. Her smile vanished in an instant and she wiped around with a water whip at the ready. Her blue eyes met the golden ones of a raven haired man and her water whip immediately dropped to the ground, creating a puddle.
"I win," he told her mockingly. He had taken off his mask so she could see his face illuminated in the moon light. It had a smirk on it, one that she didn't like seeing when it was directed at her.
"How long have you been here?" she asked.
"Longer than you have," he said, taking a step closer to her. She could feel the warmth radiated off of him. "You know what the winner gets, don't you?" Now she could feel his warm breath on her face.
She smiled and rapped her arms around his neck, bringing his face closer to hers. "Yeah, I think I do." He smiled at her and closed the distance between them. His hand found it's way into her hair and knocked off the hat that was on her head.
If anyone walked by, they would see FireLord Zuko and Master Waterbender Katara kissing. Both of there masks were gone in that moment and both didn't care. No one walked by, no one discovered their masks for they where both on the ground. The Painted Lady's hat and the Blue Spirit's mask.