Author's Note: And so, the random couples begin! And what a random couple to start with too! Note that this one is longer then the last three, and is also less of a true couple, but, nevertheless, enjoy!

Enemies?

The whole world slowed down as he saw the scene take place. Aang burst out of his crystal cage, tattoos and eyes glowing with a bluish-hue. So this was his Avatar State. Jet had seen it once before, when Aang entered this state and knocked out Long Feng before he could kill him. As Aang continued to levitate higher and higher, attracting the attention of all within the crystal-filled chamber, including Jet and his two Freedom fighters Longshot and Smellerbee. As the scene took place, Jet could see movement in the corner of his eye. Turning, he could see the blue firebender, getting ready to blast Aang in the back. Jet knew he had to act quickly. Whipping around, he turned to his most trusted Freedom Fighter.

"Longshot!" Jet shouted, getting the archer's attention and pointing at Azula with one of his hook-swords.

"Take her down!"

Longshot, silently acknowledged, and, with his usual superior marksmanship, turned and let fly with an arrow aimed directly at the Fire Nation princess. Her ears picked up the sound of the arrow coming her way, and in one fluid, lightning fast motion, moved out of the way as the arrow went flying by. Jet looked on in horror as a blast of lightning shot out of the girl's fingertips and struck Aang in the back. And with this, the avatar plummeted. Katara, acting in quickly, swept away the Dai Li agents with her superior waterbending and rushed to Aang's side. Cradling the young airbender in her arms, she had the same look Jet had had when he saw his parents incinerated in front of him. It was grief, horror…and rage.

A blast of fire rocketed through. Jet looked up. It was the old man who he had seen heat tea himself. And it would seem his suspicions about him were true. The old man leaped down and shouted at Katara, now carrying Aang's body.

"Go! I'll hold them off for as long as I can!"

Jet wasn't so sure he heard that right, but then he saw him attack the Dai Lee agents with everything he had. So he was buying them time to escape. Jet may hate the Fire Nation, but he wasn't about to turn down a chance to escape. Turning to Longshot and Smellerbee, he gave the order to follow him and Katara out. Both nodded silently in acknowledgement and the three freedom fighters took off after Katara. As the four made their way out, Jet took a look back at the old man fending off Dai Lee agents, and saw him surrender when he saw that Jet and the others had escaped. Why did he do it? He couldn't have been on their side, could he?

The group made their way out of the crystal caverns and out to where Sokka, Toph, and the Earth King awaited on Appa. Longshot kept his arrow cocked and aimed at the doorway, for all the good it would do against a legion of Earthbenders as Smellerbee shaked the blood off her kukri from the Dai Lee agent she stabbed. Then several small blades shot through the air and struck Jet in the arm. He fell to his knees and tore the projectiles out. He looked up. Two girls, one in a maroon dress and the other in pink baggy pants and a tank top leapt down. Longshot whipped around and let fly with an arrow. The girl in pink cartwheeled out of the way, as the girl in maroon let loose with another flurry of her projectiles. Jet swatted the projectiles away with his twin hooks and shouted at Katara to keep running.

Katara did as she was told and kept running, still holding Aang in her arms. Mai and Ty Lee moved in, the former unleashing several more of her blades. Jet charged forward and kicked her back as Ty Lee leaped in, and made a jab at Jet's arm. Jet felt his arm lose all feeling and he dropped his sword. Quickly moving out of the way to avoid Ty Lee's next series of jabs, he spun around and kicked her to the ground. She glared at him.

"That hurt" She carthwheeled back to her feet as Jet moved out of the way. He shouted to Smellerbee and Longshot, the latter was in an exchange of fire with Mai.

"Go! Get out of here! I'll hold these two off!"

"But Jet, you're—"

Jet cut Smellerbee off. "Don't wanna hear it! Both of you get out of here now!"

Jet's two freedom fighters exchanged a brief glance before turning their gaze to him. Longshot spoke, for the first time in years.
"It's been an honor sir"

"Likewise. Now go!"

Longshot nodded, let fly with one last arrow, and then took off with Smellerbee, leaving Jet to his fate. He waited for Ty Lee to move in for another go at him and moved to one side to avoid her, slashing at her with his hook sword. Ty Lee leaped over the blade and then landed on it, pinning it. Mai threw some more of her blades at him, and Jet was forced to abandon his second sword to move out of the way. He backpedaled as Ty Lee came at him, then sidestepped, grabbed her ponytail, and delivered a stunning blow to the girl's neck. Ty Lee's body went limp and she fell to the ground. A harsh way of taking an opponent down, but she was Fire Nation, and she had immobilized his arm…

The other girl glared at him with sheer contempt.

"You're gonna pay for that."

Jet smirked. One down, one to go. And she shouldn't be a problem…Mai let loose with more of her blades, and Jet dodged the projectiles and grabbed his hook sword. Mai ran at him, drawing the last of her blades and planning to jam them in her opponent's neck. But as the two charged, Jet slid all of a sudden, using his hook sword to trip Mai. As Mai tried to get up, Jet put his sword's spine to her neck to discourage that plan. She gave him a look that would shatter windows. Jet smirked. He was doing well.

"Anyone else?"

Almost as an answer, a blast of blue flame came forth, catching Jet of guard. Bringing his sword to his face and backpedaling, Jet tried to disperse the blue flame, but it still knocked him to the ground and damaged his armor. Jet staggered back to his feet and had to leap out of the way as the Fire Nation princess came down hard, creating a small tidal wave of blue flame. Jet got up, and, his other arm now working again, gripped his one hook sword in both hands. The girl gave a wicked grin, clearly amused by the idea of Jet trying to fight her. That lack of seriousness annoyed him. She shot another blast of blue flame out, and Jet moved out of the way once more. He ran at her but made sure not to be too hasty. It didn't matter. She intercepted him and began unleashing blast after blast of her distinctive blue flames. Jet gritted his teeth. He'd taken down plenty of firebenders before, including blue firebenders like her. He could beat her.

Or could he? As he made another slash, she blocked the blade with her greave and grabbed his sword hand. With her other, she blasted Jet back, and simultaneously disarmed him of his weapon. She held it her hand and gazed at it for a second before nonchalantly tossing it away. Jet, incensed at seeing his precious twin hook sword be thrown away like it was a piece of garbage, ran at her and dodged the blast of blue flame she retaliated with. He attempted some punches of his own, but she only blocked each one as it came. After a brief exchange of blows, she knocked him to the ground and pinned him by placing her spiked boot on his chest. She kneeled down at him, smiling that wicked grin again.

"You've got possibilities peasant-boy…"

She leaned forward, still smirking, shut her eyes slowly, and pressed her lips against his. Jet's eyes widened in horror. The taste of her lips was a pleasant one, but the fact that it was coming from her made it revolting. Finally, she took her lips off of his and stared at him with those disgusting yellow eyes, and that ever-present smirk on her face.

"But, unfortunately, I don't have time to play around…"

Jet glared at her. Then, without warning, Azula viciously punched him as hard as she could, and Jet's world went black.

He woke up in a drab gray cell. It didn't take him long to know where he was. Well, he knew this would happen the minute he chose to stay behind. It was actually a miracle he was still alive. Well, he was out of the picture. It was all up to Aang and company now. As he sat up, he realized that he was still in his regular clothing, minus the armored parts, which had been removed. He could also feel the room sway slightly every now and then, suggesting he was on a boat. Great, a prison ship. No doubt he was doomed to be locked up on Fire Nation vessels like these for the rest of his days. Assuming they didn't execute him first.

As he continued to languish alone in his cell, he wondered whether or not Longshot and Smellerbee had made it out. He quickly decided they had. They where, after all, his two best freedom fighters. Days came and went, with Jet in complete isolation. He was fed of course, but a small hatch was there for food to be slid under. Interestingly, the food, while nothing special, wasn't the slime he was expecting either. Strange. Finally, after weeks on end in total isolation, the movement on the ship stopped. That meant the ship had stopped. Another ten minutes ticked by before some Firebenders opened the door and ushered Jet out of his cell. He was led through the winding metal halls of the ship until he was finally taken up top and then saw that he was staring at the Fire Nation's capital. Talk about being in the Lion's den.

As he looked out, he could see her. The Fire Nation princess. Upon seeing him, she gave him her usual smirk before silently ordering the guards to lead him into a nearby smaller boat. Jet was led onto the boat and rowed to shore, where he was promptly thrown into a cell in a Fire Nation prison.

Well, it's better then the cell on the ship…

Jet got to his feet and stretched his arms and legs. It wasn't long before he heard a knock on the door and in she came. Jet turned and glared at her. She merely kept up her smirk.

"How do you like you're new living quarters?"
"Their great" Jet remarked sarcastically. "Now how's about you get the hell out?"

She didn't seem too insulted by that remark.

"Oh come now, is that any way to talk to a princess?" She walked closer to his cell, and was now only inches away from the bars.

"…Especially one who kept you well fed?"

Jet raised an eyebrow. Well that would explain the decent food…He kept his gaze fixed on her. She seemed to be eyeing him intently, her grin never fading. Finally, she sighed.

"…I suppose peasants really don't have any manners…"

Something flared up inside Jet. He shouted back at her as she began to walk away.

"You're lecturing me about manners! You're all a bunch of murderers!"

She stopped in her tracks and turned back around to face him.

"Murderers?"
"Yes Murderers! I've seen what you monsters have done! I saw how your "Rough Rhinos" burned down my village and killed my parents!"

She walked back to his cell, and pressed her head against the bars, her eyes ever-fixed on him.

"And what if I told you we weren't all monsters?"

"I wouldn't believe you"

For once, her smile disappears, replaced with a frown and a look of disappointment. Jet guesses that it's insincere. Finally, she continues: "You know, you are somewhat charming…for an Earth Kingdom peasant. I could definitely think of some way to make things better for you…if you only agreed to certain demands…"

"Go to hell"

She frowns once again. She turns her back to him and walks out.

"Suit yourself. Just know that it can get pretty miserable in here…"

Jet pondered his current situation. There was no getting out of here. She promised him she could make things better for him, which would make it easier to escape…wait, what was he saying? Escape from the Fire Nation capital? How was he going to do that? Still, he's not sure if he'll be able to stand being in this cell for the rest of his life…

He makes his choice. He calls out to her.

"Wait…"

She stops.

"Yes?"

"You win."

She grins once more. "Of course I do."

The next few days come and go slowly, and boy are they strange days indeed. She takes him out of his cell, but does so discreetly. She allows him to walk across the hillside and the cliff-face, to gaze out at the never-ending sea, all the while keeping those yellow eyes fixed on him. Then, and not always at the same time either, she takes him back to his cell. It's not every day either. There are gaps. Sometimes it's only one day. Other times it's five. After a while, the practice ceases completely. He begins to suspect that their charade is over. But then, one day, she returns. A guard unlocks his cell door. He stares at her dumbfounded.

"Come with me." She walks out. He doesn't immediately follow. She turns back to him.

"Unless you'd prefer to stay."

Jet gets up and follows her. They go to a wide-open, empty area that's almost like an arena. He looks down. There is a set of armor on the floor, along with…

"My swords!"

She turns to him.

"Yes. Pick them up, and put the armor on."

Jet doesn't bother to ask what will happen if he refuses. He already knows. Cursing his choice, he puts the armor on. It's made for his size, fitting perfectly. It resembles standard Fire Nation soldier armor, but with some differences. It has the usual black spiked boots, but the pant part is red, as are the sleeves. The chest armor, along with the greaves and gauntlets, are solid black. He asks her: "What is the point of all this?"

She doesn't answer. Instead, she whips around and fires a blast of blue flame at him. Jet, his twin hook swords finally back in his hands, backpedals and moves in to strike at her. Chaining his swords together, he twirls them around and around but she merely leaps out of the way. Dis-linking his two swords, he swings one at her. She moves out of the way of that, and kicks the sword out of his hand. He attempts to punch her but she grabs his arm and pulls it behind his back. He tries to bring his other sword down on her, causing her to move out of the way and release his arm. He swings his blade at her, but she moves back and viciously kicks him to the ground, firebending amplifying the kick's force. Now on the ground once again, Jet stares up at her, now standing over him. She's looking at him the way a starving person looks at food. He's gotten tired of these games. He shouts at her:

"What do you want!"

She smiles that damn smile of hers and kneels beside him, pulling his head up and bringing it close to her face.

"You mean it isn't obvious? You."

Author's Note: Believe it or not, this took most of the day to do. So I hope you all enjoy and please RR! And about Azula having yellow eyes, in the pictures I've seen, I've noticed that a lot of the Fire Nation characters seem to have yellow eyes. And in Star Wars, the Sith have yellow eyes, so I thought it made sense.