A/N- I'm soooo sorry this took so long. This is the third time I've written fucking chapter. The first time, it was good, but I write it on notebook paper, then, I lost it. Then, I wrote this chapter again, but I thought it was too Zuko/Sato drama oriented, and there was a lot of talk of sex and cursing, so I was contemplating for a couple day, but then I lost my flashdrive (which super-mega sucks, because I keep all of my updated original and FF writing on there, but at least I know it's somewhere in my room), so I couldn't do it. In the first one, I said why Zuko dumped Sato, and then, in the second one, it did, so, instead, I just meshed what I remember from each of them into this chapter. I just hope it doesn't suck to hard.

-Confess-

"This is stupid," 15 growled, "Just tell me what happened, so I can go, and not freeze to death."

Zuko sat down on the stone steps and wrapped his arms around her, "Warmer?"

"No. Just hurry up and tell me."

"Come on," Zuko said with a smile, "can't we just sit here for a while?"

"No, you can tell me, or I can get the fuck out of here. Your choice."

Zuko growled. "15, I'm sorry if I don't want to tell you some shitty news—"

"Well, Zuuks this isn't about you. You can tell me and then we can go back to leading our normal lives before I even saw you and thought I wanted to date you. Now, tell me, or I can go. I really have no problem just leaving."

He put his head next to her neck and sighed.

"Kiss me, and I'll hurt you. Badly."

Zuko laughed, "Don't lie to yourself. You know you kind of want me to."

She sighed, "Zuko, I'm in absolutely no mood for teasing, okay? Let's just get this over with."

"Agni! What has Aang done with you? You used to be so nice and sweet—"

"Zuko, we're not doing this!" she yelled for the millionth time.

He put his head next to her neck and placed a row of kisses down her neck.

"Stop," she hissed.

He pulled away, "Okay, okay I'll tell you. Ready?"

"I've been ready for ages." Sato pushed her bangs up, making them look strange.

"Well, first off, you know how you used to stay over a lot, since you didn't like staying home alone when your parents left?"

Sato rolled her eyes, "Obviously, I was there."

"Shut it. Anyways, yeah, my dad thought that was wrong and immoral or whatever—"

"You're seriously about to blame your shit on your dysfunctional ass family, yet again, for all your problems? There's no way that it's just your fault? This isn't even typical Zuko, this is you're entire character, your entire EVERYTHING. You're so cliché! You're just so predictable!"

"Sato?" he said, waiting for her to finish.

"Yeah?"

"Done?"

She nodded.

"Good. Anyways, my dad thought that it would make him look bad, as the highest person in this 'enterprise' that is 'The Fire Nation'. Then, not only was this girl constantly staying over in his 17 year old sons bedroom, but she looks like…well you know."

"Thanks, thanks a lot."

He took her hand, "I don't mean that's what I think of you. But, before you get to know you, you seem like a very…odd person."

She nodded. "I get it. So, what, your dad says 'no' and you just took it? You just drop me?"

He bowed his head, "You…you of all people know; my dad is a monster."

She quickly bit her tongue. She did know. Oops. She pushed his hair from in front of his scar, and place a light kiss on it, and then kissed along his scar, all the was over to his damaged ear.

He looked up at her and crinkled his eyes.

"Your dad's an ass, you know that?"

He grinned even wider and threw his arms around her. "Yeah, yeah, I do know it."

"But, wait…" Sato said, shaking her head and pulled away from him.

"What?"

"Am I just supposed to break up with Aang? Just, drop everything for you? And don't you have a girlfriend?"

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to, and I don't expect things to go back the way they were…unless you want it to."

She put her head in her hand, "Fuck, Zuko, this is bad. What am I supposed to do?"

He smiled at his old girlfriend, "You're going to continue to date Aang and let that run its course, okay?"

"…"

"Well, I'm going to class, are you going home?" he asked.

"Most definitely."

"Well," he said, pressing his lips to hers for a long moment. "I'll see you later."

Then, he dashed back inside and left her out in the cold.

A/N- She found her bag.