So, I've recently become a fan of Azula X Aang, which is a strange pairing, but I like it, so I've decided to make a story of it. In this fic, Aang is seventeen, and Azula is nineteen.

Azula's POV

I had captured the Avatar, a feat my idiot of a brother couldn't accomplish.

"Where's your pride now, Avatar?" I taunted.

He glared at me, not saying a word.

"Too bad you couldn't save your friends. I captured them too. And I might free them, in exchange for something."

"No deal, Azula," he spat, his grey eyes shimmering with hate.

"Oh," I said, touching my pointer finger to my lips in an innocent fashion, "too bad. I'll guess I'll just have to kill them." I turned around, facing the door. "And you didn't even listen to my offer, a shame." I started walking out the door.

"Wait!" he cried out.

"Yes, Avatar?"

"Wha- what's your offer?"

I turned around to face him. "I knew you would succumb to Logic."

He stared at me, letting me know to continue. "My father, Firelord Ozai, has commanded that I marry."

"What's this have to do with me?"

I rubbed my temples, males. So ignorant. "And I won't marry someone weaker than me. I need a strong male."

"And?"

I placed my palm on my forehead. "You, Aang. You are a stronger bender than I am, and you're the only person I respect. I want you as my husband."

Shock ruled his emotions, then anger. "No. I would never marry someone like you!"

"Well, then I guess your friends are going to be killed."

"No! Don't kill them! Kill me instead!" He pleaded.

"As fun as that would be, I'm not stupid. A new avatar would be born."

He was caught. "How can I save them?"

"Well," I said, drawing out the word. "You could marry me. Just a simple suggestion." I replied nonchalantly, checking my nails.

He was silent. "When do you need my answer?" he asked, despair in his eyes. I faltered.

I shook my hair and said, "By midnight tonight I want your answer."

He nodded. "And if I say no?"

"I'll lock you up in prison, kill your friends, and still make you marry me."

"So I marry you no matter what?"

"Yup, pretty much. So, see you tonight," I said.

He looked down at his feet. I could see tears in his eyes. I stopped where I was.

"Wait, if you decide marry me, I will spare your friends. I'll even let them see you and live normal lives in the Fire Nation," I offered.

"Deal!" he yelled, probably because he thinks I'll revoke my offer.

"Okay," I smiled. With him as my husband, I can overthrow my father and take the throne. "I'll have you fitted for your suit, and then you'll be released to marry me in a week's time."

He nodded. "Can I talk to my friends before the wedding?"

"You can talk with them all you want, but if that waterbender tried anything, you can bet she'll be in pain." He nodded. I motioned for a guard to come in and take him to his new cell.

As he walked past, I kissed his forehead. "See you in a week, my future husband." He looked at me with a sad face, and then continued walking.

I smiled as I left the prison. Everything was going as planned.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the prologue to 'Marry Me.'