Please Read, This Is Important: I'll be deleting this story in a week and it's sequel Phoenix Flight. In their place will be a revised version of both in one convenient location. The new story will be called "Red Azula" and it will be hopefully better than both. A week after Red Azula's debut, this story will return as well under the title "RAP1 Untouched" and Phoenix Flight will be "RAP2 Untouched". For any questions comments and concerns please feel free to PM me.

Blue Fire Trapped in the Land of Nin

Summary:Azula's been in the mental hospital for two years, and she's sick of it! I mean really, she's the Princess of the Fire Nation. So one day the Spirt World decides to give her an escape route, only to stick her in another realm where her mission is to force some ninja named Sasuke back to his hometown of Konohagakure. Not only that but she gets to have an annoying cat as her sidekick! Hooray! She'd rather be back in the nuthouse!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, or Avatar the Last Airbender, so please don't sue me.

Chapter One: Welcome, Now Go Away!

"Oh, Azula, the Fire Lord is here to see you!" chirped the insanely chipper "nurse". Officially her duties were to take care of my well-being and report on it, as well as encourage me to go to therapy, but she misinterpreted that as: annoy the princess as much as possible by referring to her as a peasant and telling her pointless and obvious things. I would continue but then I'd be ranting.

"First off, I am still the Princess of the Fire Nation and you will refer to me as such. Second, I know my brother is here because he always comes on the same day, at the same hour, every week along with his bride. Now either do something useful or get out of my cell!" I flipped my hair, hating the feel as dull, dry, waves as the hit the exposed part of my shoulder. Normally my hair was sleek and shiny and my clothes weren't exposing me with every breath, but decent shampoo, tight clothes, and a location away from the sea-breeze were too dangerous for mental patients. I resisted the urge to glare at the woman before me – she'd just report me and I would have to have another talk with the director about my "anger issues". Instead my eyes froze as I thought about how little they understood. I felt frustration, not anger nor cruelty. In all my life I had never been reduced to this state of pathetic-ness or inactivity. I longed for the days where I could dress in properly fitting clothing with my hair silky and up and makeup on my pretty face. I dreamt of the time when I didn't have to hide the fact that I trained my body by running (in-place), sit ups, and sparring (these activities I did in my closet, where no nurse can bother me). And I understood that my father manipulated me and twisted me into his cruel, malicious, tool and that I have done many things to people that I regret at night. But I refuse to give in to their weakling regime - which is why I'm stuck here, far away from my place, my element, and my kingdom.

I sighed and followed the woman, Kun; into the visitor's area where my brother and his wife, Katara, sat. As always Zuzu was looking grumpy and serious, while Queen Peasant looked compassionate and sincere. I sauntered up to my chair and sat down, twirling my fingers in my hair dramatically while saying, "Why hello, my dearest Zuzu! How are you? And how is my favorite sister-in-law Katara doing? Are the servants giving you a hard time? They are quite stubborn sometimes." Especially towards mere Water-bending peasants. I couldn't help it, no matter how many times she is nice to me; I can never really like her. Normally, I wouldn't be concerned, but Zuzu actually likes this girl and since he's in charge I can't afford to mean to her (face).

"Azula," Zuko growled and glared. But wait; there was something different about his glare.

"So, I see you've decided to remove all trace of our deceased father? Congratulations, Zuzu. You can almost be mistaken for being handsome without that scar," I tried being nice. It's not as easy as everyone seems to think it is. "It's a compliment by the way," I added, just so he'd be less angry at me.

"Thanks," he glared. "Anyways, I have some news for you. Our mother, the Dowager Queen Ursa, has returned."

"How nice, I'm sure she wasn't surprised at all when you told her that father's dead and that I' m officially mentally insane. How is she, Zuzu? Still as disapproving and cold as I remember?" I felt shock threatening to overcome me at the news of HER arrival, but I stifled it. Instead I lashed out with cold cruelty, a habit that the hospital hasn't broken yet.

"You know Azula; it could be a good opportunity for the two of you to reconcile." Katara spoke. "Every child needs love, and if Ursa sees you improved your behavior, then maybe she'll forget all of the horrible things you've done as a child and see you as a regular girl."

How soothing, and maybe I really am a 400-foot tall purple platypus-bear with pink horns and silver wings. Instead I just replied with an, "Oh, look, it's time for my therapy class. Got to go!" I slid out of the room and followed Kun to my cell. Once inside I went to my closet and began to silently scream and punch the pillow I brought. Depressing, isn't it? After a while I stopped and began my training regimen.

Author's Note: Okay, this is my first chapter of BFTITLON (what a long name!). I hope people like this. So anyway, Azula may be a little OOC, but that's because she's been getting help for two years. In the next chapter I plan ship her off to the spirit realm, give her an annoying sidekick, and make her be a part of Team Taka. Enjoy!