A Different Perspective
A scream pierced the air as a bright burst of flames left Zuko's fist and flew towards Sokka. The brunette quickly ducked but was still caught by the fire on his right arm. His skin blistered and turned raw, as Katara rushed forward with healing water, as Sokka bite his lip to keep another cry of pain in.
"What is wrong with you!" Katara screamed, turning around to face Zuko as she healed Sokka's arm.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to and th-"he was cut off before he could finish by Sokka running out of the room with tears streaming down his face. Aang stood in the corner of the room watching the scene with displeasure. All Sokka and Zuko seemed to be doing since he and Katara arrived was fight, but he never saw Zuko lose his temper where he actually attacked Sokka.
Katara ran after her brother, glaring coldly at Zuko when she ran past him. When it was just Aang and Zuko left standing in the throne room, Zuko threw his hands down from where he was tugging his hair and gave an aggravated scream. "I can't seem to do anything right lately. First I forget our anniversary, and then I called him a lazy snail sloth. Gaa! What wrong with me?"
Aang decided to intervene since he couldn't stand seeing his friend's miserable. "Why don't you let him cool off, and then talk to him later?"
Zuko turned to look at Aang after he felt the other put his hand on his shoulder. "What makes you think he will even want to talk to me? He must think I'm some kind of monster." Zuko's words came out harsh, but died down to a soft whisper as he got to the last part. He eyes turned distant as he remembered his father, and the Agni kai that ended up scarring his face. He sunk to his knees and let a few tears escape. Aang look at the young firelord and felt sadness for his friend. He knew the stress the other was going through, but he seemed to forget all the good he has done so far.
With Zuko being firelord and the war ended, the rebuilding and reconstruction for the rest of the world began, and everything was going well. Not everyone trusted the fire nation yet, and even others were still hostile about all the pain and hurt they went through with family and friends they lost; but they were healing. Not to mention Zuko had Sokka his loving boyfriend and most trusted advisor.
After the war ended Zuko decided it would be better off having members of the different nations as council, with Sokka being the head advisor. He didn't want only fire nation generals in his council; he wanted others that were trusted in their nation to help lead him to repent for his ancestors mistakes and get the world back on track.
Sokka and Suki broke up soon after, because they didn't get to see each other often and the long distance made it difficult for their relationship, but they parted off as friends. While Zuko and Mai broke up a year after the war ended, with no one knowing why. About a year later Sokka and Zuko got together.
Zuko shook his head trying to get the memories of his father out of his mind, and slowly stood up and backed away from Aang. "I don't want to turn into my father." He said as he looked away. He would never let himself become the man he hated.
Aang stared at Zuko for a long moment before turning his head towards the door where Katara was coming back in from. Sokka was nowhere to be seen. Katara marched right up to Zuko and raised her hand smacking him across the face, leaving a red shaped hand mark on his pale skin. Gold eyes darted to stare into glaring glacial blue, but he did nothing to acknowledge the fact that she struck him.
"I'm sorry" he whispered before walking out of the room desperate to find Sokka and apologize, waving off servant that bowed to him, intent on finding his boyfriend. He made it to their room and heard soft crying from within. Feeling his chest constrict Zuko took in a deep breath before opening the door, and walking towards the hunched figure laying curled in the middle of the spacious bed.
Arriving and sitting on the edge Zuko gripped Sokka's shoulder feeling the other tense before relaxing, but not saying anything to acknowledge that he knew the other was there. "Listen I'm sorry alright. I'm just stressed and I took it out on you." As he spoke the body facing away from him turned glassy blue eyes glaring at him through the tears that were still streaming down his face.
"Your sorry, your sorry, that's all you say anymore. I can understand being stressed and forgetting our anniversary, but accidently calling me a lazy snail sloth! Do you know have any idea what I do for you and for the rest of the world? Do you know how many scroll I fill out and file and organize? Let's not forget dealing with your outburst and the snide remarks from the fire nation part of the council. I'm not one of your servants that you can scream at. I'M YOUR BOYFRIEND!" Sokka was yelling by the time his rant was done, his shoulder shaking.
"What do you mean snide remarks from the fire nation part of the council?" Zuko asked he didn't know Sokka was getting a tough time from those old bastards.
When he made up the new council older members from when his father was fire lord refused to leave to Zuko had to put up with their incessant and snide comments about what a failure he was to his nation, and how he disgraced his ancestors, but he never thought Sokka got any comments. He blood was boiling under his skin and he had to breathe deeply as to not accidently burn Sokka again with his body temperature heating up.
"Are you kidding me? Is that the only part you heard me saying?" Sokka was now looking at him with wide disbelieving eyes. He could believe that after all that, Zuko only heard that part.
Zuko shook his head clearing the mental images on him torturing those old bastards and turned his attention back to Sokka, "huh?" he asked having not heard the other because of his mental thoughts.
"Unbelievable." Sokka shook off his hand from his shoulder and stood up from the bed moving to exit the room where Zuko still sat trying to figure out what he did wrong now, before getting up and making to follow after his boyfriend.