LETHAL

"You're reckless," Ty Lee complains, her concerned eyes focused on Azula. They have been together for a few months and it has been a tumultuous ride, but now, Ty Lee cannot help but fear the way her prim princess turned out. "I think that's sexy, but I also don't want you to be like that because it's scary."

Azula scoffs. She is very tired of this talk. Ty Lee is not her mother or father and has no right to criticize.

"Believe me; I am more lethal than anything in the world," Azula argues. She sees nothing wrong with her actions and cannot imagine anything hurting her.

"I'm not worried about somebody or something else. I know how powerful and dangerous you are. I'm worried about you hurting you. Why are you so self-destructive? You were never like that," Ty Lee says. She knows she probably will not get her point across.

"I am not," Azula snaps. "I adore myself."

"Consciously," Ty Lee whispers. Azula does not like to be psychoanalyzed, particularly by the woman who has the privilege of her romantic affection.

"What would you have me do?" Azula asks.

"I just don't ever want to lose you ever."

Azula cocks an eyebrow.

"You are remarkably selfish," she states.

Ty Lee smiles.

"Well, that makes two of us."