I'm back, for those of you who know me, but hello for those of you who don't. Might seem a little AU sometimes, but everyone has those moments too.

Bring it in Zu Zu!

Zuko: Ugh, TheWhiteDemon does not own A:TLAB, that one television studio does. Or whatever its called.


Zuko. My name is Zuko. It's really original, isn't? Don't know why my mother thought it was a good idea to name me Zuko, but hey, at least it isn't Ozai Junior. So yeah, what's up- no, wait, there is no possible way you'll be able to contact me and have everything expressed accurately since I'm obviously posting this online, but hey, a guy can dream.

So let me get down to the reason why I'm writing this: I'm bored and angsty as fuck so Mother suggested I needed to get it off my chest in a conventional, none pyromaniac-tic way. I'm going to write to you, whoever you maybe, and I'm going to tell you why I'm so fucked up because for some reason, after a drink or two, I feel like confiding in complete strangers. Awesome, ain't it? My uncle doesn't seem to think so, but he's old and too wisdom-full to understand the workings of my seventeen-year-old mind.

So let me start off with some basic information: I'm Zuko, as you already know, and I'm a fire bender, as the previous information eluded too. I have a sister two years younger than me whose already tried to kill me more times than I can count, but that's all in the past and know she's at a mental institution getting the help that she needs. My father, though this is probably the only time that I will call him that in this, is locked up for being an, all around, danger to himself and others. My mother had just come back into my life after seven years, during which she decided that she was going to be a nomad, helping those in need, like a fucking Robin Hood wannabe. My uncle is the only sane one in thu:e family and has a strange addiction to tea, which is kinda creepy on the right occasion (he almost died once when he confused a poisonous flower with one that can be made into one of the best teas on earth) but I know he only means well. Then there's his almost wife Jun that's really just after his money, but I know deep down inside she loves him because if it was just for the money, she would have been gone a long time ago. She's also quite convinced that I'm in love with my best friend, which isn't true. At all.

I take that back, I love her more than I've ever loved a person before. However, not only is she my best friend, but her brother is like my brother, which means that I'm kinda in love with my sister. However, I hardly think of her like a sister because if I did then this would be really weird and I so do NOT have an incest kink. I really mean it this time.

Anyways, it's not like she'll pay attention to me, I have this scar that's kind of on my face. No ladies, not those sexy scars that make you wanna fall over and marry a bad boy. Nope, it's this disfiguring burn mark that my father gave me because I spoke out of turn at dinner. Not that I'm calling her shallow or anything, because Tara (not real name) is definitely not that kind of girl. Nope, she's classy and I'm sure that if I wasn't the embodiment of angst she'd date me, well, maybe.

So yeah. Kinda went through a lot of topics just really fast didn't I? Ugh, Uncle always did tell me that I could never tell a story properly, but oh well. That's just one in the long list that is "Zuko's Flaws." It's an ongoing list of everything that's fucked up with me, something that Snoozles, Tara's brother and Le Earth and Metal Master of Doom (LEMMD for short) who is another friend of mine are writing up. I'm serious; they told me that they're thinking of posting the list on my locker at school when their finished, but I'm probably going to move off to college once their finished. Perfect, isn't it, I'm going to have high school brats hanging out with me in my nice little private dorm by the end of summer. Fuck my life.

Not that I mind if it's Tara, because I definitely don't. I'd have her with me there forever if it was allowed and if she wanted to stay. Who knows, maybe she could move in with me if she wanted to, not that she'd want to. I mean, why would she want too? I'm just me and she's just her and she'd probably not going to like the fact that I'd burn most of the things at one point or another. Fucking water benders; they have to be such a drag.

Fuck, it's three a.m. and I think I'm going to pass out. That and I'll need to wake up in about an hour or three for school. So yeah, I hope anyone who read this didn't think I was a complete loser and/or some weirdo.

So yeah. What did y'all think? Please review. Those that know me know I love reviews! See you next time :)