No pov

"Zukoooo" A moody Azula called.

"What do you want now" Zuko said groaning.

"Since I'm carrying a child, make me a sandwich" Azula said glaring at him.

"Technically I'm carrying thousand of kids, so go get your own damn sandwich" Zuko said turning around and walking out the door.

Zuko pov

"She's such a bitch why can't dad see that. I'm stronger than her in every possible way except I'm nice at times" I thought as I walked straight into someone.

"Who are you" I said looking at the girl as if she was crazy.

She was probably one of my dads newest whores. She was pretty and was a little short. Her bright blue eyes contrasted with her dark skin and her dark brown hair. She was looking at my scar but didn't seem disgusted like every one else.

"Oh I'm sorry, and I am Katara the new nanny" The girl said looking up at me with her big blue eyes shining.

"Oh, umm, my names Zuko, son of Ozai, I'm guessing your here to watch Azula and take care of the baby" I said looking at her.

"Yes sir and I will also be living with you all" Katara said smiling.

"What about your family" I asked her.

She just looked down as if something had happened.

"Well... ummm... you see-"She started to say only to be cut off by Azula.

"Katara make me a sandwich" Azula yelled in her snotty little voice.

"Yes mam I'll be right there" Katara said back.

"How about tonight at eight you can meet me in the living room and tell me about your family and friends a little" I said smiling down at her.

"Sure I'll meet you then" she said as she turned to go make a sandwich.

I turned and headed for the mahogany stair case as my father yelled out for me.

"Yes dad" I said turning to face him.

"I'm leaving for a while your Uncle will be in charge and if he cant handle it thenAzula will be, oh and be home by ten" Dad said glaring at me.

"A curfew, you never even notice when I come home because you always busy with some new whore you found" I said with venom filling my voice.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that" My father yelled.

"I will talk to you like that, the only reason I'm still here is because Uncle and Azula need some help, I would live on the street than to have to see you waste yourself away because you can't accept the fact that mom died and you're stuck with us" I screamed back.

His right hand reached over and punched me straight on my unscarred cheek. I fell to the floor. My dad kicked me in the stomach then walked off. I could easily take him down but I need him for a place for all of us to live.

"Zuko are you okay" Katara said running to me and dropping down on her knees.

"I'm fine nothing to worry about" I said as her eyes scanned my body for any wounds.

"But your right cheek is bruising... Zuko who did this to you" she asked me.

I stayed silent and looked down.

"Who did this" she asked again but this time in a much more demanding voice.

"No one don't worry about it" I said standing up.

"But Zuko-"she started before I cut her off.

"I said don't worry about it" I said while walking to my bedroom.