It's been a while since I updated this! Sorry about that, school is crazy. Anyway, here's chapter 10. This is another chapter from Anji's POV. Enjoy, and please review! I'd really love to hear your opinions. Thanks for all the follows and favorites! Enjoy!

"So, where do you want to go?" Hahn smiled at her as he walked beside her. It was still light out, and the lower ring was busy. Anji held onto his arm, trying to avoid getting separated. They were on the main road, and there were plenty of restaurants to choose from.

"I don't know," she said, hoping that he would suggest something. Anji always preferred to let him decide where they ate. Since Hahn had grown up in the city, he knew the best places. "What do you suggest?"

"How about this, you choose where we go for dinner, and I'll choose what we do after, okay? I always have to pick where we eat."

"Fine," Anji looked around to see which restaurants were nearby. She was getting really hungry. "Let's go there!" She pulled Hahn along as she walked towards the one shop that served Water Tribe food. It was a guilty pleasure of hers. Anji had never had Water Tribe food before getting to Ba Sing Se, and ever since she couldn't get enough of it. It wasn't very spicy, but had really interesting flavors, and it used different meats than the ones they had back home.

They got a table in the back. The restaurant was crowded and noisy. The waiter brought them drinks and then left them to decide on their food. Hahn was looking at the menu while Anji watched him. She knew what she wanted before they had even sat down. She was happy that he wanted to get dinner with her. She had always liked him, but he had never seemed too interested in her. He was kind, and would help her out with money and work, but until recently, he never wanted to spend time just the two of them. Hahn rubbed his eyes and looked over at her. He caught her eye and Anji realized she had been staring at him. She smiled and looked away, embarrassed.

"Do you know what you're going to get?"

"Yeah, I'm getting the Seaweed Stew. It's really good here. It's made with seaweed and seal meat."

"Sounds weird," Hahn looked at the menu again, "I don't eat Water Tribe food a lot. I'll get the same thing you're getting. Did they have a lot of this food where you used to live?"

"Oh, yeah," she said timidly. Anji had told him that she came from the southern part of the Earth Kingdom. It was far enough away that Hahn didn't know anything about the culture, so anything Anji said, he believed. She still felt bad lying to him. She wanted to tell him the truth, she trusted him more than anyone else in the world. She felt like he might not hate her for it.

"Well then, I will trust the expert," he smiled and put the menu down. His smile was crooked; it was one of the things Anji liked most about him. That, and his shaggy blonde hair. Anji realized she was staring at him again, and looked away quickly. The waiter came and they ordered their food. Hahn started talking about his work, and how his father's shop was starting to get busier. More and more people were moving to the city, so there was more demand for their jewelry. Their shop had to hire new earth-benders to keep up.

"Bending is so cool," Anji said sadly, "I wish I could do it too."

"It's not all it's cracked up to be. I mean, it's useful, but it's nothing special. I think bending the other elements is cool though. Like water-bending." He dipped his finger into his glass and flicked water at her. She laughed and covered her face with her hands. "Or air-bending. I wish I could see some air-bending. I bet it's awesome."

"Yeah, I bet it is," she smiled. Bending was really an amazing thing. She loved her bending. It made her feel powerful and confident. Her fire danced with her when she bended it. It was like she was creating something alive. But she hadn't fire-bended in over two years now. She had started to feel weaker and unsure of herself. The fire inside her had become small and feeble. Anji hated feeling weak, but there was nothing she could do about it. Without her fire, she wasn't strong.

Their food arrived and they began to eat. It was delicious. Hahn was eating with enthusiasm. She guessed he liked it, and was proud of herself for choosing to eat here. Hahn was always showing her new things in the city, it was about time she paid him back for it. Anji started thinking about Zuko and his date tonight. She was almost glad that they hadn't run into him. Tonight was special, and she didn't want to be distracted by him. She was curious about how he doing though. Zuko hadn't been very excited to go out, but she was sure his Uncle wouldn't allow him to stand the girl up.

As if reading her mind, Hahn started talking again. "So, you've been spending a lot of time at that tea shop down the road. You're friends with the guys who work there right?"

"Yeah, you could say that. They just moved to the city, so they don't know a lot about it. I've been helping them out."

"That's nice of you," he said. He wasn't smiling for once. "I don't trust that guy. There's something weird about him."

"Which one? Li or his Uncle?" Anji tried not to sound angry while she asked it. She didn't like him accusing Prince Zuko of being untrustworthy. But it would be hard to explain how she knew she could trust him, so she let Hahn continue.

"Li, I guess."

"He's a nice guy. You'd probably like him if you got to know him."

"I'll take your word for it," he laughed and kept eating. Anji was annoyed now. She got really defensive of Zuko. He was a great person. He had done so much for her, more than he could ever really know. But she couldn't tell Hahn about any of that. She had no way of explaining to him how much Zuko meant to her. She shook it off, and started eating again.

They finished eating and Hahn picked up the check. She tried to be happy as they walked around the lower ring. For two years, she wanted to be out on a date like this with him. She wasn't going to let her annoyance at him ruin it.

"What's the plan now?" she asked. "You said you'd decide what we did after dinner."

"You're right. I actually need to stop in at the shop and give something to my dad. I was hoping to do it tonight before he left for the night, and it won't take long. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah, of course." Anji didn't really want to go see his dad, but she couldn't say no to him. Besides, it'd only be a short stop. Then they'd be able to go do something else. She wrapped her arm around his so they wouldn't get separated, and they made their way through the crowded street to the shop. They turned off the main street, and it was suddenly much less crowded. She didn't have an excuse to hold his arm anymore, so she let go. They walked along in silence until they reached the store. They went inside. Hahn's father was the only one there. He was earth-bending and cutting sheets of metal into thin strips. When he saw them, he put down the rock and greeted them.

"How're you doing, Yin?" he asked her, smiling. He had the same crooked smile as his son.

"I'm fine!" she said happily.

"Dad, I got something for you from some guys down at the port." Hahn said, pulling a small package out of his pocket. Hahn had friends who worked as guards on the ferries to and from the city. Anji looked at the package curiously, wondering what it could be.

"Hahn, we talked about this. Anything lost is supposed to be handed in to the guards. Someone may be looking for that."

"It was handed to the guards. It's not my fault that they gave it to me. Look," he started to open it. Anji saw a small glint of gold, and realized it was a necklace. "It has a nice emerald on it too. I figured we could sell it and get some money for it."

"Hahn, return it. We don't need any extra money. We're not selling stolen goods."

Hahn rolled his eyes and put the necklace back in his pocket. "Fine," he said bitterly. They talked more about deliveries and about work hours. Anji wasn't paying attention. She was looking around their shop. All the different tools they used were really interesting. There were tons of sharp, saw-like rocks they used for cutting metal, along with different rocks for bending it into shape. It would be cool if they could bend the metal itself, but she knew that was impossible.

"Anyway, Anji and I were supposed to be hanging out tonight. I don't want to keep her waiting, so I'll see you at home." They left the shop. Anji thought that he could've waited to show his father the necklace, but decided to let it go. They walked back to the main road and began to weave their way through the crowd. "Thanks for coming with me," he said. She looked up at him. He was still looking forward, trying to avoid bumping into anyone. "I know it was a little out of the way, but my mom hates it when I bring home stuff like that. I figured if I showed my dad before he went home, he might agree to sell it. I don't get why he wouldn't want the extra money we could get for it."

"Well, I mean, it's not really yours to sell. Somebody lost that, and is probably looking for it."

"So, does that mean you don't want it? I was going to give it to you if my dad didn't want to sell it."

"Oh, well," she stuttered. She did want it. A necklace from Hahn? She would never take it off. "I mean, I wouldn't say no."

Hahn laughed and pulled the necklace out of his pocket again. He stopped walking and put the necklace around her neck. She shivered as his hands brushed her neck. She felt her face getting hot and tried to stop herself from blushing. He lifted her hair and hooked the clasp in the back. There was no stopping her face from getting red. She hoped he wouldn't notice.

"It looks nice on you," he said, smiling. She looked up at him. He was very handsome. His face was tanned and freckled. His hair was shaggy and sun bleached. His crooked smile made his face light up.

"Thank you," she said quietly.

"It's really noisy out here. Do you want to go back to your place? My mom is home right now, so it wouldn't be very private to go there."

"Oh," she said, suddenly feeling shy. "Yeah, we can go back to my place. It's kind of messy though."

"No messier than it normally is, I bet." He laughed. Anji smiled. He had been over a million times. This wasn't any different. They headed for her apartment. She tried to remember what stuff she had left out. She had actually cleaned earlier that day while she was waiting for Hahn to pick her up. She had gotten ready quickly and had free time. She sighed in relief.

She unlocked the door and went over the light the lantern on her bedside table. Hahn grabbed her hand before she reached it. He spun her around and caught her in his arms. Anji's breath caught in their throat. Hahn pulled her in close and kissed her. Anji's felt her body heat rising as she melted into him. She was so taken aback by the kiss that she couldn't think at all. She happily returned the kiss. She had wanted this for so long. He was the greatest person she had ever met. He always protected her. She was so safe with him.

Hahn's hand was on her back, holding her close to him. His fingers were running through her hair. He moved backwards and sat down on the bed, pulling her to straddle his lap. It made her uncomfortable, but she didn't want to stop kissing him. The sun was staring to go down outside the window, and the room was getting progressively darker.

"Maybe I should turn on the light," she said between kisses.

"We don't need it," Hahn said softly. He laid back, pulling her on top of him. Anji was really uncomfortable now. She didn't know what to do, so she kept kissing him. Hahn's hand moved down from her back to her butt, making her jump.

"Wait, Hahn," she broke away from him. She tried to sit up, but Hahn held on to her shoulder.

"It's okay," he whispered, pulling her back to him. "Don't worry. I've got you."

He started kissing her neck. Anji's face was burning. She felt hot, but scared. She hadn't ever gotten this close to someone before. She didn't know what he wanted to do, and she was worried about how far he wanted to go. His hand was still on her butt. She was shaking slightly. Before she knew what happened, Hahn rolled them over so she was on her back. He was on top of her, kissing her. His hand moved up from her waist. He gentle cupped one of her breasts.

"Hahn, stop."

"You're fine," he whispered in her ear. He continued to touch her. She didn't want it.

"Please, stop."

"Don't you like it? Please, for me?" Hahn was speaking so softly and sweetly. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want to disappoint him. He was always doing things for her. But she wasn't ready for this. She didn't want it. She felt embarrassed and scared. She felt a fire building up inside her. She was getting angry. She wanted him to stop. She wanted to stop him. Hahn moved his hand down again, and started to lift her shirt.

"Stop!" she yelled. She pushed him off of her. The room lit up as fire leapt from her hands. Hahn fell backwards onto the floor. He was clutching his chest; his shirt had been singed. Horrified at what she had done, Anji sat up and lit her lantern. She got off the bed and knelt beside him to look at his chest. He was burnt. "Hahn, I'm sorry. Let me look at it, please."

"Don't touch me," he yelled. He raised his arm and slapped her across the face. Tears welled up in her eyes and she fell over onto the floor. Hahn stood up and kicked her over so she was looking up at him. He stepped on her chest, pinning her down, and looked at her with disgust. He was still clutching his chest. "You're a fire-bender?" He asked with hatred in his voice. Anji tried to respond, but she couldn't breathe with him standing on her chest. "You're repulsive." He kicked her. Anji yelled and grabbed her side where his foot had dug into her.

"Please," she whimpered, "I'm sorry. "

He kicked her again. She felt something inside her crack when his foot made contact with her ribs. A sharp pain shot up her side. She curled up into a ball, trying to defend herself as much as possible. Hahn was glaring down at her. He was almost unrecognizable. His usually smiling face was showing nothing but disgust. Tears were streaming down his face. He looked like he was in pain.

"How dare you live in Ba Sing Se with people who've lost everything to you and your nation?" He kicked her again. "You people are murderers." He pushed her over with his foot and pinned her on her back again. "You're going to have to answer to the Dai Li." Anji couldn't breathe. She was dizzy and her vision was staring to fade.

"Hahn, please." She whispered, but it was no use. His foot made contact with her once more, and everything went dark.