Author: TinaMustDie
I don't own Avatar.
It's their game.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies,and stupid,stupid Zuko always believes her.
They've played this game since they can remember and it never seems to get old.He just never learns.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies,and stupid,stupid Zuko always believes her.
He looks around the dark room and decides that,in the end,he didn't have to. He pushes himself up against the wall and closes his eyes. Images flash and memories stir and there is so much red. He doesn't need to try to know he'll never be able to sleep again.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies and stupid,stupid Zuko always believes her.
When he finally stands up the air seems thicker. He takes one last look and then flees the smell of blood.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies and stupid,stupid Zuko always believes her.
The moonlight streaming through the window illuminates the bath. He thinks for a fraction of a second that it's trying to bring his crimes to light. But then the thought is gone because it just won't come off.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies and poor,stupid Zuko always believes her.
He scrubs for hours,till his skin is raw. And it's still not enough. He thinks it's ironic that even though he killed her,she's still winning. Still driving him insane. And the blood just won't come off.
Ozai hurts, Ursa runs, Azula always lies, and stupid,stupid Zuko always believes her.
It's their dynamic,their game. And Zuko is so tired of playing.