~Playing with Fire~
Many sorrys if I suck.
~ This is a love story between to people, who have a lot to learn. One has lived a life with no consequences for what she has done, while the other has lived up to his mistakes. One has learned to be compassionate; one is filled with hatred and is hard to crack. The Hothead and the Runaway. The Runaway and the Hothead. Either way, they both have a long ways to go before they will come to peace. Not just with each other, But with the world.~
Maybe I left for selfish reasons. Maybe Uncle can't do this on his own. Maybe he can. I was getting a whole lot of maybes. A yes or No would mean the world to me right now.
The fire nation's leader vanquished. The destined fire lord disappeared. I didn't want the responsibility. I didn't want the power to turn me into my father. I feared it would, and that is why I left. Now I stand here asking for Fire Flakes. Just another citizen of the nation.
"Here's your Fire Flakes dude." Some man said walking up finally.
"Thank You."
I walked off to eat in peace. You might say, why would you wander into an alley? How is that peaceful Zuko you idiot? Well, I don't know. I was just sitting there when I heard crashing in the building at the end. A girl burst out and 3 men came after her. I froze when I looked at her face. She looked so much like my mom. Then the men threw flames at her. She tried to get out of the way but failed. Her face sent me into action. Pain like that I had seen on my mothers face.
"Leave her alone!" I yelled. I fought them off for maybe 5 minutes. They retreated. I turned to the girl next to me. She lay there, still. She had maybe a few older scars and her skin was pinkish were the fire had licked her legs. For some reason I couldn't leave her. I scooped her up into my arms like a child. I was careful not to touch the area where she had been burnt. I carried the girl to the small place I was staying in. It was an old Tea Shop that had needed helpers for waiting on people and cleaning. I lay her on the small bed. I grabbed a bucket of cool water and a rag. As soon as I touched it to her skin, she jerked awake.
"What have you done with me? Where am I?" she demanded.
"You got hurt… I didn't know where else to take you. Sorry if you wanted me to leave you for those thugs!" I lashed out. She recoiled and I could have sworn I had seen sheer terror in her eyes.
"I. I. I. I am sorry. I have just been through a lot and … I am just scared. I don't even know you." She bowed her head.
"My name is Zuko."
"I though you looked familiar. Fire Lord." She looked pained. But she knew. It had not been long so I guess it's not that surprising.
"I did you a favor back there, so don't go around telling people! You will answer to me." I said menacingly.
"Yes, Fire Lord. Just tell me one thing…" She said mischievously."Why? And not why did you leave, why did you save me? I am nothing but a peasant." She looked ashamed.
"Why were they after you?" I snarked in response. She paled.
"I can't trust you with that information just yet. I can't just go around telling people… Even though I sound like a hypocrite. You will have to work for answers."
"Same for you, Girl. Same for you." I said softly, with a hint of evil. I don't give in that easily.
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