Saviour chapter 2! Dedicated to NeeMou for favoriting!

*NOTES!* okay, so you all remember when I said it was post Zuko in the last chapter? That's a slight bit of a lie. Only slightly, tough! The last chapter was the night after Zuko joined them. So it was only slight!

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DISCLAIMER: sadly, still not… the pairing would be much different if I owned it…

"AMAIYA! WE CAN'T FIND SOKKA!"

Amaiya and Sokka let out a matching groan and hid under her blanket. Getting yelled at by younger people. What a great way to start the day. Aang stopped and blinked when he saw Sokka with Amaiya. Then he vaguely remembered something about Amaiya calling for him last night.

"Oh, there you are! KATARA, I FOUND HIM! HE'S WITH AMAIYA LIKE YOU SAID!" Amaiya bolted up and glared at him.

"Aang. Will you PLEASE stop YELLING? PLEASE?" Sokka snickered when Aang backed away.

"S-sorry Amaiya! Katara's making breakfast!" Aang smirked when both suddenly became very animated. Just the mention of food would usually get them to do anything.

"SOKKA, AANG, OUT OF MY ROOM!" Amaiya commanded, leaping out of her bed. Sokka sprinted out, grabbing Aang and calling back 'Ay-ay, Second-In-Command Pockets!'

Amaiya scrambled around her room, struggling into her shirt and pulling her hair back, not bothering to brush it.

Her clothes looked a lot like Sokka's, except for the obvious fact that she's a girl and that her hair wasn't really short. It was actually longer than Katara's, trailing down past her midriff. She kept it back in a low pony tail most of the time. She didn't have hair loopies like Katara, tough. Well, at least, they weren't EXACTLY like Katara's. They were pulled back tighter against her head. She also had a small braid that hung down the left side of her face.

But really, in any other aspect, she looked like a girl version of Sokka.

She stumbled out of her room, barely getting her shoes on. A little ways down the hall, Sokka came bursting out of his room doing exactly the same.

They stood there and stared at each other for a second. They both took note that Sokka's room was closer to the food, and their eyes narrowed instantly.

Outside the temple, you could hear their battle cry's loud and clear.

Amaiya was ahead. That may have had something to do with a little illegal tripping, but her brother trips over flat surfaces anyways, so it was hard to tell. She laughed triumphantly as she looked over her shoulder. Sokka was peeling his face off the stone with an irritated look.

"CHEATER!" He roared, pointing and sprinting after her.

"YOU CAN'T PROVE IT!" Amaiya bellowed back, speeding up again and sticking her tongue out at him.

Amaiya needs to remember not to run while looking backwards.

Everyone knows it doesn't end very well.

Amaiya collided with something/someone, sending both rolling into the wall. Amaiya grabbed her head and groaned. 'Well THAT hurt!'

Sokka leapt over her legs, calling back, "HI ZUKO BYE ZUKO!"

Amaiya frowned, why did he say that instead of doing his 'Winning!' dance? She heard a groan from across her and she looked up.

Oh. Right. That's why.

Zuko was grabbing the back of his head like she was. He must've got hit there, too. He opened his gold eyes and looked at her, a look of surprise crossing his face. Amaiya smiled her usual chipper smile and waved, keeping one hand on her head.

"Good morning, Mr. Rehabilitated!" she said happily, standing up and brushing herself off. Zuko didn't know what to say; it didn't surprise the water bender. Her sister was having a pretty tough time trusting him, and was giving the boy a bad time about it. Katara was prone to holding pretty vicious grudges when she felt like it.

Contrary to that, Amaiya believed that he'd changed. She took Aang's word that he was good now, and she wanted to get off on a good foot with him.

Amaiya bent over and held her hand out to him.

"I don't know if you remember or not, but I'm Amaiya! I'm Sokka's twin and Katara's older sister! You kidnapped me once!" She smiled like it was no big deal. Zuko still didn't seem to know what to make of her, but he took her hand. He stood up; he was a little bit taller than Amaiya was.

"I remember you… And sorry about the whole kidnapping thing…" He said awkwardly back.

"No problem! I'm still alive, aren't I?" Amaiya replied with an easy laugh.

"I guess…" He said, shifting his weight uncomfortably. Amaiya gave him a curious look, and then punched Zuko lightly in the arm.

"Relax, I'm not gonna bend at you or anything!" She smiled again.

That smile.

How can she be so happy?

Zuko could distinctly remember Katara yelling at him about how they lost their mother.

They were in the middle of a world war.

And even though they all believed in him, there was still the chance that the Avatar would lose against his father.

So how can this woman be so happy?

"Are you a morning person, Zuko?" She asked suddenly.

"Huh..? Oh, I guess…" Zuko answered back in what he hoped was an easier tone.

"Really? You don't seem like it. You're all frowny like me and Sokka." Amaiya and Zuko began walking, Amaiya folding her arms behind her back.

"Really, the only thing that gets us up is food. Katara knows that, and she isn't very nice about using it to her advantage. I think she got that from Mom and Dad," She laughed, "Those two were probably the best team at getting us up in the morning! Either Mom would tell us she had food or Dad would literally drag us outside and throw us in the snow! But then Mom would get mad and Dad would be in trouble!" She giggled.

Zuko noticed her smile was a little deflated at the mention of her mother. Amaiya looked down at the ground like she was thinking.

"Hey, Zuko..? Try to take things slow with the whole befriending Katara thing, okay?"

The fire bender looked over at the water bender. Her expression had changed in an instant. Her carefree smile had been replaced with a morbid, blank gaze.

"Even after all these years, she still hasn't really gotten over Mom dying. Honestly, I can't blame her…" She looked up at the ceiling with a strange, sad look in her blue eyes.

"But the image she's had in her head for years now has been 'the Fire Nation is pure evil that we need to get rid of as soon as possible'. Not that I think you're evil," She glanced at him, "But we've been hurt pretty bad by your country. So I think you need to understand that she's definitely going to be less than accepting for a while."

Zuko nodded, "I can tell. You all were close to her, weren't you?"

Amaiya had a weird look of a confused smile and a frown.

"Well, I would say that Katara and Mom were almost as close as me and Sokka are, but I wouldn't exactly say that I personally was close to her. Heh, it's kinda strange," she looked at the floor with a hard look.

"You can say that you love someone, but not be close? I just think that's a little weird. When she was alive, we weren't exactly on the same page. She was perfectly accepting of me, but she told me more often than not that she wished I would be more like Katara; y'know, all girly with feelings and such." Amaiya stopped, surprising Zuko.

"I mean, it's not like I don't love her or anything! But… I mean, c'mon, she was my mother, for La's sake! …but…"

Zuko frowned.

She looked ready to cry.

Like, full on, drop and cry her eyes out.

Amaiya scrubbed at her eyes, gluing that smile on her face again.

"Sorry, I had a bad dream about her last night. I'm still trying to get back to normal, y'know?"

Zuko nodded. He wasn't sure what to do. She was like Ty Lee, but she had Mai moments. Amaiya wasn't like that other girls he had met. She was very… Different.

"I'm sorry about that," he found himself saying. Amaiya looked up at him, a curious look on her face.

"It's no biggie…" She said back. It wasn't in a creeped out way, it was… inquisitive.

They caught sight of the group eating around the campfire. As soon as Sokka saw his sister, he leapt up and did his 'Winning!' dance.

Zuko watched Amaiya slap that mask of a smile on her face as she ran to tackle her brother.

He knew why she did it.

After all, it's easy to look like you're happy.

Wow, this is a little angsty… Hopefully it will get better! And by better I mean happier…

Yeah, we're not past the war, not happening anytime soon…

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