A/N: Chapter 4. And... I have AWOW chap. 13 up. Go forth - AND READ!
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Reasoning
I stayed in the camp for sometime, alone. I spent that time to reflect on what had happened this morning, but couldn't think of anything to make of my situation.
One, why was Zuko trying so hard to be my friend? What difference did it make, anyway? I mean, he could get away with pretty much anything from everyone else at this point. I just don't get why they trust him so deeply. He hunted us for so long, and when I finally decided to give him a chance... when I finally decided he was human, he turned his back on us and did nothing to stop Azula from hurting Aang. He went back to his little fancy-pancy, everything's-perfect world, and abandoned it once again for what we have. Does that not seem suspicious at all to anyone? Ugh.
Second, why was everyone gone? What were they doing? I just woke up this morning and Sokka was the only one here, then he leaves and Zuko appears practically out of thin air... Did I even want to know? Aang would tell me though, right? I sighed.
And thirdly, what was even going on with... us? It seemed like time was passing at an unexcusable pace. I remember everything these days. The supposably insignificant kisses, the brief times we touch, when our eyes connect... but I remember something much more vividly than all of those. The invasion.
He kissed me like I was never going to see him again and I... I didn't think I would. I was so scared, so frightened and confused. I've learned, even if it's been only a few days since then, that I can't allow myself to do that. If he's going to try and pull something right before all hell breaks lose, I'm going to have to just deal with it.
On the other hand, if he decides to only kiss me with such emotion; such innocent passion, when he's about to do something crazy yet productive, maybe there needs to be more Fire Lords instead of less.
I think I scared him. I was scared myself, but I could see the longing in his eyes. I could see the pain it brought him to leave after pulling a stunt like that. It was also most likely a bit of relief though, because the look on my face could not have been to his liking.
I just wanted to hold him and tell him everthing would be okay. That no matter what happens I'll still lo... be there for him.
My muscles tightened at the unfinished thought. No... the thought I had to replace with a different set of words. I gently massaged my temple. Why was it so hard to say those three little words? Just to... think them, even. It's not enough to know them, I needed to accept them, but it was just... for some reason... such a challenge.
I had a feeling he felt the same way. He acts the same way I do when we're around each other. It was as if we were longing for something but didn't quite know what. My only guess... each other? But why?
I need to think about what this means. When I first met him, he was the little brother that I'd never had. I wanted to spend every minute of my time with him just because of it. And now... well, I still want to spend every minute with him but... Is it wrong to go from loving him like that... to this? To there being another puzzle piece that neither of us can find the right place for?
I looked at the floor.
I was thinking way too hard about this.
No.
I had too much time on my hands.