Chapter 11: Goodbye to You

First order of business, my friend told me she finally posted her hilarious story, no longer a songfic, I believe it's called "Iroh's Lost Love Oneshot. It's hilarious and you must read it and review it or I may just beat you up for my friend. Hehe. So I'll stick that in my favorites if you'd like a quick link. Second order of business. It was good to hear people's opinions about Crin. Personally she isn't my favorite either, she's kinda needy, but that's mostly because her parents were killed by the Fire Nation. Third, about the airbender's customs, I kinda guessed a bit, I thought it might be some interesting bits on info, as for shaving Crin's head, well the woman airbender in the show had the front half of her head shaved for the tattoo, and well this story isn't about Crin so it's not even mentioned. Fourth, and finally because I know your probably bored with my ramblings, I know the chapters are very short, that's mostly because I separate my ideas and I like to draw them out a little, I mean it could be incredibly long chapters, but maybe just ten chapters. There's only so much I can type at once as well. But maybe I just prefer something that's shorter. I like stories that I can read one chapter at a time and I don't run out of time in the middle and forget what's happening. Anyway done rambling and enjoy the story.

Jet's foot struck something hard and smooth on the beach. He bent down and picked up a twisted lump of glass. Lightning glass. From Azula's lightning bolts? It was a combination of lightning and sand. Fire and Earth. Funny. Azula was Fire Nation. And he was Earth Kingdom.

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When he had said her name, it had gotten worse. The nicer he had been, the worse it had gotten. He had picked her up. He had carried her back to where she could be along. He had said her name.

Tears tugged at Azula's eyes. She wasn't supposed to be like this. She was supposed to be merciless, strong, in control. She was none of those things. The idiot was alive. She was sobbing into the sand. And the rebel held her life on a string.

Azula sobered. She brushed away her tears and straightened herself out. She stood. "This ends now." Her fist lighted and she strode out of the shelter. Azula's eyes swept over the beach with killer precision. She spied the rebel near the waves, inspecting something on the sand. She walked towards him with her old confidence. "This ends no. You're going to fight me. You're going to die. And I'm going to get off this goddam island."

"What?" The rebel dropped something into the sand and barely escaped her fire.

Right, left. Azula smiled at the basics. The rebel dodged. He had woken from his shock and drew his swords defensively.

"What are you doing?" He was shouting at her, but Azula didn't hear him. Or didn't want to. Her mind was bent on one thing and one thing only. Killing him.

Her shouts echoed every frustration she had felt in past month and a half since she had found her mother. Her jabs were knocked aside by his swords or dodged. He was fast. So very fast. Something hooked around her ankle. It was his sword. It pulled her down and she fell forward onto him. Onto the sand.

Their faces were close and their lips met. The tensions were forgotten. Jet's swords were abandoned to the white sand. Heat and passion flowed between them. His hands her all over her, but Azula didn't care. His tongue was in her mouth, but Azula didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore because the voices within her were silent.

They pulled away slowly. Their eyes held the same questions. What's going on? And why did that feel so good?

They said nothing. They didn't move. Jet's hands were still on her.

"I hate you so much," Azula said finally.

"I hate you too."

Their lips met again.

I know already, this chapter is very, very short. I'm sorry about that, but as I said earlier I like to separate my ideas. My chapters tend to focus on one emotion in a way. One thing at a time. But I do put up new chapters very quickly, so no complaints because my story is already written and I can't do anything about the brevity of the chapters. If you're nice and I'm feeling industrious, I may just put up two and a time. From here on the story focuses on Azula most of the time, if it didn't already. She has a big decision to make. As for the rest of the gang, well Sokka and Crin will leaving for Konashi soon, Ursa and crew are searching for Azula and actually I'll be checking in on them soon. And well, you'll be in for some lovely comic relief that I annoyingly hint at for a long time, but don't deliver till chapter 16 because I couldn't think of song lyrics to write. That's all I'm saying about that. Anyway, once again because I'm such a good friend, I'll remind you to read my friend's fic called "Iroh's Lost Love." It's ridiculously hilarious and awesome. So read it because she is an excellent writer.