I bet ya'll were itching to find out what happened after Zuko/Lee snapped, eh? Who guessed that their identities got blown? :3

Thousands of apologies for my lateness-it's been hellish around here.

Oh well, I am back, already typing out my next draft-and ready to roll! Enjoy! ;)


All eyes were on Zuko-who was on his feet, his entire body tensed, rigidly straight and practically radiating heat as he glowered down at the rebel girl next to him. His eyes were set ablaze like hell fire, the line of his mouth hard and his jaw locked shut, making his bone structure more and more prominent against his skin. He had his hands clenched into near-burning, tight fists with knuckles that had gone whiter than his usual skin tone tenfold. The entire room felt his blaze-and it was beginning to feel more hot and humid than usual.

The Wei's tea room was completely deathly silent, except for the audible harsh breathing that emanated from a very angry Zuko, and tea wasn't the only thing steaming...

Amai's jaw had dropped open at his very sudden outburst. All colour had drained from her face-and rushed to her small ears. Her eyes were Momo-wide with shock and a clouded with bit of fear-fear of what Lee might do or say. In front of her mother!

"Lee…I…" Amai bravely began, her voice small and fearful. Everyone's eyes turned to the girl, surprised at how daring she was. They were all equally surprised at the fact that she'd spoken first instead of Lee.

"Be quiet," Zuko snapped sharply at Amai, his standing form towering over her. His voice was strained, as if he was trying extremely hard not to unleash all sorts of temperamental hell on her. "For once, just shut up." He didn't care that he was being watched by Amai's mother, he'd had more than enough of Amai's rotten attitude-and the way she had been treating Katara, regardless of its subtlety. That and he was getting thoroughly irritated of her manhandling him and openly pawing at him when she knew very well that he was in a committed relationship.

Katara too stared wide-eyed at her boyfriend, at a complete loss for words. True, she had wanted to kick Amai's rear to the curb or whip her senseless with waterbending-but now was definitely not the time to risk anything. Especially angry outbursts…outbursts that came from the hot-blooded Zuko, specifically. Their cover and their plan were worth too much to lose when they had already gotten so far. With a small, not-so-bright hope to ease Zuko's tension, she placed a gentle hand on his tightened arm-and felt his hardened muscles underneath as well as the scorching heat of his skin. If he had raised his temperature any higher, Katara had a feeling that she could've been really burned.

But Zuko didn't falter nor flinch. He didn't move an inch or less. The only thing visible or close to any form of movement was the deep rising and falling of his chest with every heated breath he took. Clearly he was trying to calm himself down...though Katara doubted it was working...

"I've had enough," Zuko finally spoke after a stretch of long, torturous suspenseful seconds-his voice was dark and low, drowning in a terrifying tone that almost resembled Ozai's. "I've tolerated it for too long, Amai. Way too long."

Amai boldly opened her mouth to speak, but Zuko quickly cut her off.

"I said be quiet!" he nearly shouted, making Amai cave in further, making her appear like a frightened little child being scolded by her parents. "Your attitude sickens me, Amai. You have no right to treat Tomi that way. Not just as my girlfriend, but as a person. How you speak to her, act when I'm in her view… What is wrong with you? Don't you have an ounce of respect somewhere in there? Or dignity? You make as if you were never taught manners! Where's your honour? Not just as a noble, but as a female?"

"Lee, stop," Katara said quietly in her calmest voice-trying not to blow up herself as she gently gripped onto his arm to attempt to tug him back down to his seat. She felt her cheeks heat up as Zuko's audience had their gazes dart from him to Amai and then to her. "Lee, it's okay. Sit down. That's enough... Calm down. Please."

"No, I won't have her treat you or me that way any further!" Zuko said sharply, turning to look down at Katara-before swiftly glaring back at Amai. "In fact, I should've put my foot down the moment it happened."

Katara didn't understand why nobody else was saying anything. Especially Onni and Li Yi. Even though Amai was quite a bit of an…inconsiderate girl she had expected the rebel's sister and mother to jump to her defence with any ridiculous excuse they could conjure up. But at that moment she was more afraid about what Zuko might say… She desperately needed him to just calm down-without her losing her cool either.

"Tomi's my girlfriend, Amai," Zuko continued his berating. "I don't care if you harbour some sort of dislike towards her you will show her some respect and decency as a human being! That means you will speak to her without throwing some sort of indirect insult towards her, treating her like a normal person and not jumping at me every time you see me. In fact, invading my personal space is a general thing. I'm not comfortable with another girl whom I don't even know well manhandle me in such a dishonourable way. I have privacy and personal space, Amai. Boundaries."

"I wasn't manhandling you!" Amai immediately shot back, a dark red painting her cheeks, suddenly glaring up at him with a fierce flare in her wide eyes.

"How would you like it if some other girl just threw her arms around your boyfriend as if she was his mistress? Or have the girl attempt to get close to your boyfriend in a not-so platonic way? How would you like that? Would you feel uncomfortable?" Zuko scoffed harshly, his words spilling with barely any filter, only anger and irritation fuelling his speech.

However that shut Amai up instantly, and she sunk lower in her seat as her gaze lowered-knowing that Zuko was right, and that there was nothing else she could rebuttal with.

"Lee, that's enough…" Katara tried again, this time her voice louder and stronger, with it aiming to get Zuko to stop rather than to calm down. "It doesn't matter. Just calm down."

"Not until she apologizes," Zuko said, his glare worsening, as if he was attempting to set Amai on fire with just his eyes. "You deserve at least that, Tomi."

"I don't need one, nor do I want one," Katara said icily, not wanting anymore drama. Plus embarrassing Amai in front of her friends and mother might only make things worse. In fact, she was feeling embarrassed herself. "Come on, we'll just go home now."

Only one word was uttered from Zuko's lips-and his entire body was hard set onto where he stood presently.

"No."

"I don't have to apologize," Amai hissed, glaring defiantly up at Zuko as she crossed her arms. "Why should I? I was just being friendly. You are a friend, Lee. Can't I be friendly to you? It's not my fault both you and Tomi are somehow that sensitive. You're so tense and stiff so how would I know if you guys are that touchy? Sheesh..."

Zuko's eyes widened even further with disbelief, and the veins in the whites of his eyeballs darkened redder. This girl is just asking for it!

"Actually 'Ai… Lee has a point…" Onni suddenly piped up quietly, looking sadly at her younger sister. "You have been acting quite inappropriately. Especially whenever Tomi's around. If I were her, I would be uncomfortable. You shouldn't treat Lee and Tomi like that. It's not very nice…"

Amai stared, dumbfounded at her sister-instantly feeling betrayed by her own kin.

"It's true…" Bacca added to the fire. "I'm sure Tomi feels really bad, but she just doesn't say anything."

"Yeah, Amai!" Reza chimed in, his tone too one of great disapproval. "Don't be like that. Tomi's a nice girl. What has she ever done to you? We know you like Lee and all but come on…aren't you a noble lady?"

Amai stared wide-eyed at the rebels that had spoken out against her-her own sister! Shock masked her face completely as her jaw dropped to the ground with a clang. Her entire face slowly pooling with fresh blood underneath. The only one who had not said a word was her mother.

She thought too soon...

"'Ai…apologize to Tomi… It's not very ladylike, what you do… I have to agree as well, darling... I watch you..." Li Yi finally said quietly, frowning at her youngest daughter. "It's not very dignified, dear…" The look Li Yi gave Amai was thick with disappointment and reproach, and Zuko was all too familiar with that look.

But to him, Amai sure as hell deserved it.

"Mother!" Amai gasped, horrified at her mother's betrayal before her eyes glared flames at Katara-who was blushing fiercely and sinking low into her seat, not liking all the unwanted attention. Clearly the attention for the wrong reason.

"Just apologize, 'Ai!" Li Yi repeated, slightly louder and harsher the second time. "Don't embarrass us like this! Sometimes admitting your wrongs is less humiliating than continuing it nonchalantly!"

"But I didn't do anything wrong!" Amai protested again, raising her body slightly as if to stand up. Her eyes were slowly becoming more and more bloodshot by the second and her cheeks soon turned to the exact colour of dark beets.

"AMAI!" Li Yi yelled-the loudness of her voice shattering through the tense quiet as she slammed her right hand onto the table, her palm creating a slight shudder through the table-making the teapot and cups shake from the impact. Her daughter instantly sat back down in her seat, staring in disbelief at her own mother-her mother who was supposed to be on her side. Her mother who had just shouted at her in front of her roommates.

With visibly obvious effort, Amai shuddered once and turned to glare at Katara-her eyes hard and murderous. They were dark with a deep, masked hate and her bottom lip trembled from her humiliation.

"I'm...sorry...Tomi," Amai forced through gritted teeth, as her hands fisted the material covering her thighs tightly. "I'm sorry I have been treating you disrespectfully. I didn't mean to jump Lee. I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable…"

"It's alright. No worries. Apology accepted, Amai," Katara quickly said, feeling incredibly uncomfortable underneath her glare before tugging onto Zuko's arm again as she looked up at her triumphant boyfriend-who was still stoic-faced and hard jawed. "Happy now, Lee? Come on… Let's go. Now. I want to go home."

Finally Zuko relaxed before nodding at Katara. The waterbender stood up fluidly, avoiding all kinds of eye contact with Amai. Instead she tried to force a small, polite and apologetic smile at the rest of her audience-who were all giving her sympathetic looks.

"I'll wait for you outside," Zuko told Katara softly, before walking out of the tearoom without another word or glance-Katara and Amai's gaze both trailing after him. Once the firebender was gone, the latter was back to glaring at the former.

"Well… We should get going… I…have to check on…Suri…" Katara managed to say, her throat feeling thick and her mouth dry. She scrolled through her mind for something more intelligent to say, but she just felt like running for the hills out of that house and never returning.

Onni nodded and stood up, followed by Li Yi and the two other rebel boys-leaving only Amai seated.

"I am so terribly sorry for all of this," Onni quickly apologized, pouting at Katara. "I apologize again on my sister's behalf. I'm sure she really didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. She's a very open person…"

Katara instantly waved her off, feeling Amai's invisible optical daggers spearing through her.

"Please… I apologize for Lee's sudden outburst…"

"No, don't apologize!" Li Yi instantly cut in, shaking her hand at Katara wildly. "He was just defending you, my dear! You are so shy and soft-spoken! If you're feeling uncomfortable you must speak out! Don't just let things be… He is your boyfriend, after all. And he cares for you very much to defend you like that. Don't be so afraid to voice your thoughts. Sometimes it's good for you."

Katara blushed even harder before nodding shakily-feeling her head slowly detaching itself from her neck.

"Don't worry about it though," Onni continued, leaning forward to give Katara a hug-which was very awkwardly and stiffly returned. "I hope we can still be friends."

Katara swallowed hard as Onni pulled back with a bright smile on her face. The waterbender tried to nod again-but felt her entire body stiffen greatly. But perhaps it wasn't a good time to express her discomfort.

"Of course. Don't take it so hard," she choked out, bowing her head towards the two Wei women and then Bacca and Reza-who also bowed their heads to her. Katara then turned to Amai-who still remained the same, and awkwardly bowed to the rebel before walking out of the tearoom with as much dignity and grace she had left. It required all of her strength and restraint for her to not break out into a mad sprint for the door. She nearly tore the main door off its hinges in her desperation to get out of the Wei household abode.

The outdoor air-no matter how hot it was-had never felt so good to Katara, and she finally drew in a deep breath-hoping to calm her spastic nerves.


Katara found Zuko standing idly by, his arms folded with his back facing the house. There were barely any other people aside from him-most of the noble citizens were out of their homes, parading the streets in all their wealthy grandeur.

Instead of the supposed calmness she wanted and expected to feel after leaving Amai's close presence, she was fuming. Fuming that Zuko had just exploded just a few minutes ago. She understood that the firebender meant well and was just sticking up for her-but his outburst could've cost them their plan to take down the rebels.

Not to mention that he could've stuck up for her in a more...mild manner.

So what if she was uncomfortable! She wasn't some defenseless little girl. She was just trying to avoid as much drama as possible.

As if he'd sensed her presence, Zuko turned around-his once hard expression softened a huge deal. But his arms still remained folded across his chest.

"What was that?" Katara snapped, gesturing towards the Wei's main door with her outstretched right arm as she approached him like a mad old lady. "What was that?"

"Don't tell me she doesn't irritate you," Zuko simply said darkly, raising his brow at her. "I could tell you were just as mad as I was on the inside, if not more. I was just sticking up for you. I have nothing to apologize for. I don't regret anything."

Katara sighed once she was standing right in front of her hot-tempered boyfriend.

"I know, and I thank you for defending my… honour and whatnot but really…Zuko, you have to think about our situation right now. We're not just Lee and Tomi, you know," Katara chastised with her voice as low as possible, her motherly nature quickly taking over. "You have to remember that. One slip up and we'll have to start all over from scratch. With more risks and danger and difficulty. We haven't even asked Suki about what she gained from them. She could have very valuable information. Imagine what would happen if we blew it today."

Zuko narrowed his eyes at the waterbender-and opened his mouth to retaliate, but quickly clamped it shut when he quickly realized that she had a point.

Unfortunately for him, she wasn't done.

"You have to control your temper!" Katara ranted on, making wild hand gestures to emphasize her words. "So what if some rebel girl is pawing her grabby hands all over you. I know you better than that. It does bother me, a lot but please…just keep it low…keep it...quieter... I've been holding it in for Spirits' know how long and you know my bending sometimes relies on my emotions. Can you imagine what would happen if I lost control? We've worked too hard too long for it to crumble now!"

She was now on foot-stamping mode. "...and it was so embarrassing! Your roommates and her mother all staring at us-at me that way! They were...decent and nice about it but oh my Spirits it was just scary feeling their eyes on me. I felt like I was in a dramatic play! Why, Zuko...Why couldn't you have waited for a more appropriate time to just gently tell her off? I get it's your temper but...again, we've worked too hard! We cannot afford to let it go now!"

Once Katara was finished, she was already gasping for air. She even had to lean on her knees to catch her breath after releasing all of her frustrations and exasperations. It felt like one of the intense, emotional releases ever to vent. To rant. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders and back. At least she had made her point. And hopefully the Fire Lord would catch it.

After being able to breathe normally, with her hands still on her knees, Katara looked up and caught Zuko's unchanging expression. Eyebrow raised, mouth set in a hard line, eyes blank and unreadable.

"Are you done?" he asked simply, a ghost of an amused smirk appearing softly on his lips-and Katara just couldn't help but glare and groan, followed by a soft self slap to her forehead.

"Yes," she sighed, straightening her body before gazing back up into the raven-haired boy's molten gold eyes. The waterbender then drew in a deep breath, filling in her lungs until they could take no more-and exhaled them all out at once, her shoulders slumping forward along. She was exhausted.

"You should get back," Zuko said quietly, placing a hand on Katara's right shoulder, gently squeezing it affectionately. "You look really tired. And I'm sure that eye-colour-changing potion thing is going to wear off soon. You also have to check up on Suki."

Katara pouted slightly, covering his hand with her smaller one, feeling the hot skin there compared to hers. She slowly scanned through Zuko's half-lidded gaze on her, trying to read them and his thoughts. A thousand possibilities came rushing through her mind, but none of them registered properly nor connected in a way she felt was right. His blank expression really was expertly executed. She wondered if Mai had taught him how to look so stone-faced.

Finally, Katara gave in, nodding and forced a weak smile. She was feeing really run down, but she was too worried and stressed to even think about rest. Any form of rest.

"Fine. You'll be okay?" she asked, gesturing to the house behind her with a brief turn of her head to the left. "I mean, you just practically humiliated Amai in front of your rebel friends, her mother and sister. And I recall all of you being roommates."

Zuko frowned and shrugged it off easily, dropping his hand heavily from Katara's shoulder.

"I couldn't care less," he muttered. "Amai's not my problem. Getting through this training to get to Shan and Nazuma is. If she hates my guts, then so be it. I can find other resources. Plus even though she's a bit of a nut, she's tough. She'll get through it. And everyone else had your back. Or…Tomi's back."

Katara smirked, before raising an eyebrow at him. "A bit?"

The firebender rolled his eyes before framing Katara's face in his large hands to give a brief, chaste but sweet kiss to her lips. Even that one too quick second was enough to send electricity running down the waterbender's spine.

Suddenly she wasn't feeling so tired anymore. It felt as if she could sprint on non-stop for miles.

"I'll see you soon," Zuko promised, still gingerly holding Katara's face in his hands as if he was cupping delicate fire lily petals.

"Don't get into too many fights," Katara said in that motherly tone of hers that both irritated and amused Zuko. She waved her forefinger in his face as she continued. "And learn to control that temper of yours. That's going to land you in hot water, and not the kind that I bend."

Zuko rolled his eyes again before pulling in the waterbender for a tight hug, her fragile form pressed softly against his soft-hard chest. His natural warmth immediately enveloped Katara in a cosy, comfortable blanket that emanated from his strong arms and she couldn't help but melt into his embrace and place the right side of her face flat on his chest, hearing his steady heartbeat. Her own arms then went around him and her hands were placed on his shoulder blades. The waterbender just couldn't contain her contented sigh as it slipped past her lips smoothly, wanting to stay in Zuko's arms for as long as possible.

"No promises," Zuko chuckled, and they stayed in that position all wrapped up in each other for some time, but not long enough to count it in minutes until they had to pull back. Both extremely reluctant in doing so.

Katara glared at him for a second before a small smirk spread on her lips. Taking all of her strength and willpower, Katara finally took one step and brushed past Zuko to walk back to the Palace. She could already feel her eyes sting and dry up-effects of using the damned, irritating potion thing.


Replaying the moment when they were back in Ember Island after confronting Yon Rha, Zuko turned and watched Katara's retreating back, the skirt of her dress dancing around her ankles with every step she took-and the slight breeze in the air very gently combed through her hair, making her dark brown tresses flow with the wind. It was almost hypnotizing for him to watch-as if the locks were almost the wind itself and Katara was some sort of enchanting entity.

Katara wanted to turn around to look at Zuko one more time, having missed him already-but had stopped herself mid head turn, knowing that if she looked back now and saw his handsome face, it would be much harder for her to leave him back in the hands of the Phoenix Sons rebels.

So instead Katara put on a hard, stoic mask as she walked back into the bustle of the Caldera, isolating her worries away, before slowly merging and disappearing into the busy, flowing river of Fire Nation nobles in the streets.


Once Katara was completely out of his peripheral view, Zuko ran a hand through his hair with utter frustration as he turned to walk back into Amai and Onni's house. Even though he thought he should be feeling as if he was taking the walk of shame, instead he was feeling nothing but bitterness. Bitterness about leaving Katara alone-even if she was within the loving and protecting circle of her friends and brother, bitterness towards the rebels who were creating the chaos around him, and mostly bitterness towards himself for taking so damn long to get it over with.

When Zuko returned into the tea room, everyone was still sitting in their usual seats. They were making light and easy casual conversation, but the air was filled with an undeniable tension that lingered on from the drama before.

Amai was still and quiet.

The first person to spot him was Bacca. The boy's face lit up the second he saw his teenage hero and a wide smile stretched across his face.

"Lee!" he cried, and everybody's head snapped up to attention-before turning their eyes onto him. With the exception of Amai, who was too busy examining her flaking cuticles to even bother about his presence.

"Did I miss much?" Zuko asked, trying to keep his voice as light as possible-not wanting to dwell on his anger.

"Not really," Reza said, yawning. "We did come up with a few plans to sneak us all into the Caldera for the attack but there're too many holes. Even Mrs. Wei tried to help us."

Li Yi had a sympathetic expression on her regal, kind face. "I apologize, dears. But if you want a successful and silent infiltration into the Palace-especially with your huge amount of rebels, you must ensure that the plan is absolutely and completely foolproof."

Everyone except for Amai and Zuko nodded, understanding the seriousness of their situation. Everything had to be perfect.

"Whatever. I'm tired," Amai muttered monotonously, standing up messily from her seat. Her chair squeaked noisily as it scraped across the floor. "Let's just go back to the Sanctuary. I need my beauty nap. Like, now."

Zuko frowned and crossed his arms as he leaned against the wall, eyeing a very angry Amai. He understood her sudden snarky behaviour...but really?

Li Yi was not too happy either, but she still played her doting mother role.

"Of course, honey," she said softly as she rose-with everyone else following suit. "But do visit more often. It's nice to see you girls…and to meet your…friends. I'm sorry dad couldn't come in time."

The eldest daughter gave her mother a weary smile and a tight hug.

"Don't worry, ma, tell daddy we said hi and that we love him," Onni said to Li Yi, who nodded with tears gathering in her eyes with the thought of her daughters leaving again. Even though it was only temporary.

"I will," Li Yi reassured her daughter. "Make us proud."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Miss Li Yi," both Bacca and Reza thanked the woman of the house gratefully, followed by a polite bow which the noblewoman returned.

"You're very welcome, boys."

Onni then led the two males out silently. Zuko turned to follow until Li Yi stopped him.

"Lee, wait," she quickly called to him-which made him freeze his steps before turning around to face the mother Wei.

Zuko said nothing, instead he faced Li Yi with an expressionless façade-not sparing a single glance at her youngest daughter.

"Lee, I truly am sorry for what happened today…" Li Yi apologized once again, bowing her head in embarrassment as a blush darkened her cheeks. "Please, please apologize to Tomi for us again the next time you see her. I would myself if I ever see her around town but… I feel terrible for putting her in that situation… I don't think I have the face... I've only met her today and she seems so lovely but so soft..."

Zuko's icy mask softened a little when he saw the real humiliation that was held behind Li Yi's lowered eyes and the way she simply refused to look at him in the eye. In truth, he felt intensely uncomfortable-especially when he could feel Amai's stare piercing into his side.

"P-Please, don't beat yourself over it," Zuko stammered, trying to find the right words to say to the older woman. "It's over and done with. I am sure Tomi doesn't really care about it anyway… I was just…defending her. I..Err…have…anger management issues."

"Pfft. No kidding," he heard Amai mutter underneath her breath. Zuko bristled a bit, but he chose to ignore her.

Li Yi then slowly lifted her head to look at Zuko, almost sheepishly as if waiting to be berated.

"Still… I hope that Tomi can forgive Amai… You are lucky, Lee. She seems like a very nice girl…" Li Yi continued, before shooting Amai a disapproving look-but the rebel girl took no care in it and instead just went on examining her nails again.

"She doesn't hold grudges," Zuko half-bluffed, recalling the times when they were at each other's throats. Much.

Li Yi sighed with relief and smiled, walking over to Amai before leaning over to give the rebel girl a motherly hug.

Amai didn't return her mother's embrace.

"Behave, okay, honey?" she said softly, pulling back to smile at her daughter. Amai drew out a long sigh, letting her shoulders sag forward as she nodded.

"Yes, mother…"

Li Yi nodded and patted Amai on the back lightly.

"Off you go. I'll see you soon," she said, still wearing a broad smile. But Zuko could see the hurt in Li Yi's eyes. The pain of a lonely mother missing her daughters. For a moment he almost felt bad for her-until he was reminded that she was one of the people who wanted to see him dead.

Not wanting to stay a second longer or wait for Amai to keep up, Zuko instantly darted out-out of the tearoom, and out of the Wei household. He just needed to rid himself of the vibe that was encased within that house. He hoped he would never have to go back in there ever again.


The walk back to the Sanctuary was nothing short of pure awkwardness. Nobody spoke to nobody. Not one word was uttered from anybody. Not even the usually cheery and talkative Bacca. Uncomfortable static fizzed between each and every one of them, intensifying the tension.

Hanzai had opened the door for them to re-enter the Sanctuary-and even the Bone Man had been surprised at the group's sudden silent treatment. Not a single peep out of them. In fact, nobody even said a word of thanks to him. The youths just breezed by him-the latter going unnoticed, much to his distaste.

Hanzai's face twisted into an expression of disgust and abhor.

"Brats," he muttered under his breath, closing the door as he glared at the teens' retreating backs. All five of them walking stiffly towards their one room that they so unfortunately shared.

Finally, Bacca grabbed Reza by the arm and tugged him down lower so he could speak into the older boy's ear.

"This isn't going to be good, am I right?" he whispered nervously, gesturing to a certain roommate of theirs who had his shoulders nearly touching his earlobes and a permanent glare carved into his expression.

Reza raised his eyebrow and glanced at his other male roommate, before darting towards Amai-and finally looking back at Bacca and nodding.

"5 silver pieces if Lee blows his top again instead of keeping his cool. Doubt that my man over there can keep his head on without Tomi around."

Bacca stared at Reza in disbelief.

"I don't have that much money to begin with!"

"So pray you win then, kid."


*breathes sigh of relief* Oh...finally! So exhausted. Nearly fell asleep editing this chapter. Quite long... Crap. Now I have to figure out how to complete my draft without making it look ridiculous. Oh well. Be patient, stay with me people!

So how'd you like the outcome of this? I don't want the rebels finding out Zuko's identity so soon. :3

Hmm..I am starting to like Onni... Anybody here has a Phoenix Son favourite so far?

Read, review, favourite, follow and spread the word! Hahaha. ;) Hope ya'll liked this piece!

-J