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"Red"

1.) any of various colors resembling the color of blood; the primary color at one extreme end of the visible spectrum, an effect of light with a wavelength between 610 and 780 nm.
something red.

Red is destruction. Red is evil. Red is him.

He was everything wrong with the world. People like him had begun the war; people like him would continue the war, so obviously people like him would not help in ending it.

She hated him. Despised him with every fiber of her being. He couldn't be trusted, no matter what Aang thought. Why was he buying the worthless crap the exiled prince was dishing out? Couldn't he see through his lies; the endless, seemingly genuine words that came from his lips meant nothing in reality. If Aang could just see past the veil of foggy truth the cunning prince had fabricated, then he could understand that Katara was right.

She was the first to fall for his lies and it had turned out almost fatally. She had trusted him with everything, and he had thrown it back in her face. Everything; that was certainly a lot to give up and she would have lost it all too, had it not been for Iroh.

She wouldn't be the first this time though, she wouldn't even be the last. She wouldn't fall for his false truth at all. Never. No matter what Aang said. When he turned up dead because of the Fire Nation scum prince, she would be thinking I told you so through her tears.

She felt another presence at her side and turned quickly to see the prince beside her, resting his hands on the grass beside her. With a glare sent his way, she quickly rose to her feet and, with a small sound of disgust, tried to stalk away with just a bit of dignity.

But he caught her wrist. She whirled around to face him, snarling as she spoke. "Let. Go." She hissed.

His face was a mask of unreadable calm. Like it always was. She wouldn't mistake it this time for nervousness when she knew that it was only another lie.

"This isn't fair." He murmured.

"What? That I don't trust your endless cycle of lies like the rest of my friends?" she laughed without humor. "You wanna know what's not fair?"

He stared unblinking at her as she leaned in closer, where they were only centimeters apart.

"I was the first to trust you." He flinched but she didn't notice. "I was the first, and you

betrayed me. Now you want to tell me that I'm the one being unreasonable. That's unfair."

She jerked her hand free of his, trying to ignore the hidden pain that was in his eyes.

She thought of all the things that he was. That red was. Blood, fire, destruction, searing pain, endless torture….

She also tried to ignore the consistent, annoying voice in the back of her head that kept repeating the same three words, over and over again. Red is love, red is love.

****This one was okay I guess. But I feel it could've been better.

Oh well, tell me your thoughts.

P.S: Yes, I took some of the lines from Southern Raiders. TOTALLY a Zutara episode if you ask me.

Kisses,

~Moonlit- Silhouette