Title: Questions
Summary: Post The Headband. After Zuko spoke with the assassin, the night wasn't exactly over for him.
She was annoyed him Zuko knew, therefore he could count on her not bothering him that night. He snuck out of the palace to talk to the assasin, and snuck back in the palace. When he opened the door to his room, he was surprised to see her lying down on his bed. Was she sleeping?
"Where did you go?" she questioned.
"For a walk," he replied. "What are you doing here?"
"I was lonely tonight," she began, "and I was hoping to find you here in your room--I was hoping for your company, only to see this room empty because you were on a walk this late at night."
"There is no law where it says I can't walk at a certain time at night," he retorted. "Leave now Azula."
"No, you are lying to me."
"What reason could I have to lie to you? What would I be doing this late at night?"
"Uncle?"
"No."
Zuko noticed that she seemed fed up, and rose from the bed. "Are you bored of me already Zuzu?" her voice almost sounded upset. Though Zuko never knew when his sister was acting or not, so he shoved her comment off.
"Azula it's late," he told her. She got up and walked toward him.
"You should be careful. I'm the only one you count on right now, so don't go doing anything foolish." She smirked, "You wouldn't want to be branded a traitor again now would you?"
He glared at her.
"Well goodnight," she kissed him on the cheek and left.
A/N: Ehh bad I know...I'll try to something more...sweet I guess.