Chapter Three

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Zuko was back to looking out the telescope for the avatar. But seeing nothing. Diamond sat on the deck playing Pai-cho with Iroh in the clothes she had borrowed from Zuko; and she was winning the game. She looked up at Zuko, and then back at Iroh.

"Is that all he does all day?" She asked; Iroh nodded.

"Sadly yes. He has his hopes up so high every day."

"What is he looking for?"

"The Avatar. Zuko needs him to get back into the fire nation." Iroh went on explaining Zuko's past, and then asked Diamond about her's.

"I um..don't have one."

"How could you not have a past?"

"well..I can't seem to remember having one. All I know is that I woke up in a hospital and they told me I had amnesia. After that I learned that my name was Diamond, before I had learned anything else; I got this job. All I knew how to do was entertain It must have been something from my past." Iroh lisoned while at the same time playing Pai-cho, and Diamond explained while playing Pai-cho.

He couldn't take it; the constant nothingness! It was making his blood boil that yet again, he was failing! He shot fire from his mouth into the sky and stormed off into his room. Diamond won the game and followed him. Iroh still dumbfounded that she had defeated him. Zuko stormed into his room and threw himself onto his bed. His chin resting on the pillow he had found in his room.

"Hey." A soft voice cooed from the doorway. "Don't get upset. I'm sure that eventually-"

"What do you know!" He exploded. "Your nothing but an amnesia circus freak!" He tried to keep himself from shooting flames at her, but his anger was building up like a wall in a construction site. He got off his bed and pinned her to the hallway wall by her throat. "You think that everything is so wonderful! and your always so cheerful! But you don't even know if that's really you! You don't remember anything about yourself or about your past! You could think the entire world sucks, like I do! you could be a depressed puppet of life but no!" His anger was growing as he threw her against the floor. "You get out of the misery easily! You can't remember anything so you couldn't possibly know what kind of torment I'm going through!" He punched the wall near him, leaving a dent in it; which made her more afraid. "I hate everything about you!" As he set his hand on fire, ready to strike her across the face, and she closed her eyes, ready to receive the attack, Iroh had gotten infrount of her to defend her.

"Zuko!" He boomed. "What do you think your doing! Your attacking Diamond because she came to see if you were alright! You keep putting this poor girl through worrying about you! She was just trying to help!"

"Maybe she should mind her own god damned buisness!" He stormed away from them and slammed his door shut. Iroh snorted and looked back at Diamond, who was wiping a few tears from her eyes.

"Don't cry.." He told her softly. "He's just..upset.." She stood up and looked at Iroh, teary eyed.

"I shouldn't have taken this job..I could have made money elsewhere. I just seem to make him angry." Iroh shook his head; knowing that she was feeling like shit run over twice.

"Don't say that. He is always behaving like a child. I know your just trying to help him, but I suggest you stay out of his way for a while. Until he cools off." She nodded and walked to her room. Figuring that would be the best place to hide out until then. Iroh watched her sympathetically walk down to her room; and then, growing mad at Zuko; stormed into his room.

"What do you want uncle?" Zuko asked; annoyance in his voice.

"I want to talk to you about Diamond."

"Why are you always talking about that stow-away?" Zuko asked, sharp and angry.

"She isn't a stow-away Zuko, I gave her a job here."

"Whatever." Zuko was laying on his bed, his arms crossed over his chest. "I don't want her on my ship uncle."

"why not? Are you mad because she cares about your well-being?"

"Because." Zuko had sharpness to his voice. "She gets out of remembering anything painful easily! While I'm forced to remember it!"

"You hate her because she has amnesia? She can't help that Zuko. She wants to be able to remember her past; she wants to be able to say she has one."

"so?" Iroh narrowed his eyes at his nephew.

"So, when you call her an amnesia circus freak; it hits her hard Zuko. She wants you to be able to understand; she wants to understand herself. You can't possibly imagine how hard it is for her, her entire life being one big blank up until recently. She can't remember anything about her family, about her friends, about her life. People could take advantage of a girl who's unable to remember. They could pretend to have been her fiance, but in reality is just someone who is a sick sex pervert. I want you to march down to her room and apologize to her immediately."

"No!" Zuko yelled at him. Feeling no remorse for her one bit.

"You will go down there and apologize to her!"

It wasn't like she couldn't hear them. But it made her feel worse rather than better. She rested her back against the wall; and heard them continue fighting. Tears poured down her face. She never before cared that she couldn't remember, but she had always wanted to. She'd have given up everything to just know who she had been before. She layed her head down on the bed and closed her eyes. Holding in cries and trying to sleep. Now she knows, she knows more than anything now, that it truly had been a mistake. She should never have come to this place; she should have just stayed in her island, wondering who she was.

Zuko walked down to her room, being forced to apologize, but when he walked into the room, and found her sleeping; he couldn't easily apologize. He saw the hem of her blanket on her waist; so he walked quietly over to her and pulled it over her shoulders. A rush of guilt swept him, how could he have been so cruel? She really couldn't help it; and she was just trying to help. She shifted in her sleep; he sighed and figured it would be best if he just left her to sleep; she looked peaceful in her sleep.