Short random scenes of Azula "just messing" with people. First up is Sokka, in a scene that borrows heavily from the scene where he interrogates her in the show. I really like her as a character (maybe I have a thing for abusive chicks, she's not the first mean fictional character who has pulled at my heart strings). Warning: this fic might contain ideas and suggestive dialogue some people might find disturbing or something... those pansies. (Nothing explicit, unless harlot is a bad word). It's about Azula, what were you expecting, hugs and kisses? That's not how my girl rolls.

"Where. Is. Suki?" Sokka asked with barely contained fury, through clenched teeth.

"Who?" Azula asked, faking mild surprise.

Sokka tightened his hold on Azula's collar, eliciting a gentle gasp from her.

"Ooh, I like it when you play rough."

"Suki!" Sokka shouted in her face, spittle hitting the princess's face.

Azula's face grimaced at the filthy interrogation. It was wasn't wrong in the way that made her toes tingle, but wrong in the way that you just didn't do it if you wanted to do it properly. Her interrogator had no real control here; he was desperate for her reply, giving her all the control. The grimace disappeared in a fraction of a second as Azula's calm, collected, methodical mind ran through its options, faster than the oaf could even string words together.

"Suki? Ah yes…" Azula said, taking her time, enjoying the desperation in Sokka's eyes. "My favorite prisoner… I loved it when she screamed," she said with a sadistic sneer.

"Suki?!" Sokka asked, distraught by anger, fear and pain as tears swelled in his eyes. "I – you – I'll make you scream!"

"Like I said, I like it rough… but I really doubt you're man enough to hurt me. You couldn't even protect your own girl, what makes you think you could hurt another? Or is that how you get your kicks? Hurting girls? It's okay, I understand," Azula said, smiling fiendishly, giving her lower lip a quick lick. "Wanna try it?"

Sokka stared at her with wide eyes, like an animal caught in a car's headlights. This wasn't how it should go. What was she talking about? He was here for… Suki, keep thinking about Suki.

"Well, lover boy?" Azula asked, lifting her head, exposing her slender, fair neck.

Sokka gritted his teeth, focusing on his hatred for the girl in his grasp. He held her collar tightly, lifting her up slightly, onto her toes.

"Oooh, there we go, make me scream," Azula said with a smirk. "Like I made Suki… she would scream your name, that is, until she realized how worthless and useless you are as a man. After that, she only screamed for mercy, begging for me to end it."

"Aarrrgh!" Sokka shouted, raising a fist, pulling it back, ready to strike the monster that had harmed his Suki.

Azula did nothing but smiled faintly at him with cold, collected eyes.

"Come on. Show me how much you care for that dirty, little harlot. You wouldn't believe the things she was willing to do, just to get out. Throwing herself at guards, even me, can you believe it? So much for fidelity."

Sokka's knuckles cracked loudly in the silent underground corridor as he squeezed his fist tightly. Why am I holding back? Why am I holding back?

"Better hurry, before you miss your chance, you know, with the Eclipse and everything... Hmm, goes back nicely to what I said earlier: you just want to hurt a girl, when she's all tied up… Just. Like. Me."

Sokka let go of her collar, releasing his hold on her while the other hand unclenched, trembling slightly at the exertion it had been under when it had been trained on Azula's face.

Azula sighed. "So predictable…"

Suddenly, rumbling and the sounds of fighting rumbled from the above levels.

"Huh, fire's back," Azula said nonchalantly, before her face twisted into an evil grin. She blasted the rocks holding her hands in place with burst of azure fire, ready to strike the dumbstruck peasant.