Chan's house was huge, and fancy. Just like in the show. You looked around as the two males talked about something about a girl, and reality hit you.

You were in the avatar world.

"Kuzon." Chan was saying. Who was Kuzon? Oh wait! That was you. Of course it wasn't your real name, but you almost blew your cover by not responding. "Kuzon?"

"Yeah?" You perked up, trying to look at ease when you really had a massive headache and you were panicking on the inside.

"Remember—my dad's an admiral. If anything in here breaks," Chan said solemnly, "he'll butcher me."

You nodded in understanding. The two boys sat down on the sofa, bringing up the girl again. You zoned them out as you wandered down a hallway. Your headache was pounding now; and it was getting hard to even think.

How am I here, in the avatar world? This isn't possible! It's just a cartoon/anime—nothing more. I have to be dreaming. This can't be real. It can't.

You felt your cheeks. They felt narrow, and your hands went down to your neck. You looked on the wall, noting that you were average height. You were a little taller than Chan but shorter than Ruon Jian.

They have to have a mirror in here. You wondered, looking into a room. It was dark, and there was a plain dresser and a bed; nothing more. You went to the next room, finding it the same. Where was the bathroom? Did they even have bathrooms in the show? They never really explained.

You were starting to breathe heavier, and your heart rate increased. Sweat was forming on your forehead as you frantically searched the hallway for a mirror; even a bathroom would suffice.

"Kuzon?" Chan's voice made you accidentally knee the wall. You heard them run to you, and tried to hide your discomfort with a sheepish smile. Chan raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"I, uh," You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly, "need to use the bathroom."

Shit. I hope I didn't say the wrong thing.

"We have one out the back door." Chan said, giving you a passive look. "Need me to show you?"

"No, no," You waved your hands, smiling wide, "no need for that. I'll find my own way." You hurried off through the door, sighing in relief when you closed it behind you. You were met with the clean, fresh air again, and the sky was decorated with an array of dark oranges and yellows. Sunset.

You found a tiny building a few feet from the door, and guessed it was the bathroom. So in this world, they had separate buildings for bathrooms. Or it could be just because you were in a cabin instead of a house.

You closed the door, finding no light. There were no light switches like in your world—they didn't have electricity. But you did find a little chain to your right, and you pressed down on it. A candle was lit, you didn't know how it was, but you went along with it. The candle didn't provide much light, but you didn't need much to use the bathroom.

You wondered if they had sinks, or any way to wash your hands. All you found was a large bucket of water, which had a tube leading over a basin. You supposed that was like a sink; just without the electricity. You pressed on a knob, and water rushed through. You soaked your hands, and rubbed your face and neck, feeling your headache gradually fade away. It was getting easier to think again.

Okay, You thought to yourself, closing your eyes. You leaned against the wall. Wake up. Wake up.

You opened your eyes, but found that you were still in the bathroom. You cursed, and closed your eyes again, concentrating. I'm asleep. I'm asleep. This is not possible. Not…possible.

After awhile of nothing happening, your hope was lost. You really were in the avatar world—and there was obviously no going back. You got off from the wall, and noticed something move on the wall. Was that your imagination? It looked like a…hand?

What the hell?

Was there someone in the bathroom with you? The entire time?

Of course, your mind instantly screamed AZULA!, but you moved closer, and noticed it was your own arm. A mirror.

Calming down, you approached the mirror. The lights were dim, so it was kind of hard to see, but you could make out your figure. You had pale skin, and you moved really close to see you had golden eyes. So I'm fire nation?

Your hair was shaggy—like Zuko's, but it wasn't as shaggy. Less messy, not as long. You shook your head, your strands moving along with your head movement. When you stopped, they all fell back into place. It was kind of cool. You grinned back at yourself, noting that you had a sick smile (sick in a good way). Your facial features weren't that clear in the lighting, but you could tell you had narrow features and strong planes. You actually weren't bad-looking. Wow. And not once zit was on your face.

Hm, maybe this isn't so bad? You wondered with another grin. Your golden eyes were striking in the darkness. Am I the villain in the show? Who the hell am I?

And why did the name Kuzon sound so familiar?

Chan met you right when you left the bathroom. He looked a little peeved. "Hey. You know the people we met at the volleyball net? You know—the ones who set it on fire?" You nodded. "Well they're kind of weird. They're already here!"

"They are?"

"Yeah." Chan rolled his eyes. "They're lucky they have two cute girls. If they didn't, I would've kicked them out. There are also a few more people here."

Azula's here.

"I'm going to use the bathroom. Go try to entertain them or something." Chan mumbled bitterly, closing the door behind him. You walked into the beach house, seeing Ty Lee shockingly surrounded by five guys. Ruon Jian was combing his hair in a mirror hanging on the wall, and you felt yourself frown. They had a mirror right there the entire time? Why didn't I see that?

You walked past three guys who were talking about Ty Lee.

"So how do you know Ty Lee?"

"I met her on the beach today. She was pretty impressed by a sand pagoda I made for her."

"Well, I met her first!"

You watched in amusement as Ty Lee tried calming all the boys down. You were actually tempted to go over there and try to catch some of her attention, but that would be hard with all the guys surrounding her. You'd have to wait until she was alone.

She knocked them all over, literally, and made her way to Azula. You tried getting to her, but she already reached Azula by the time you were halfway. You casually turned the other way, wondering what kind of drinks they had here.

You didn't really get involved with anybody. This was still, after all, a little shocking. So many questions. How did you get here? Why were you here? Who were you? Who is Kuzon? All these questions, of course, were left unanswered.

You leaned against the wall, outside of the crowd of people. You couldn't help but watch Ty Lee and Azula talk. For once, Azula looked sad and a little self-conscious. You smiled a little. She wasn't as great as she thinks she is. Yes she can kick ass, and yes she's pretty intelligent, but her social skills plain out sucked. It was about time she realized that. You knew how she would later try and flirt with Chan or Ruon Jian, and she'd only get hurt. She deserves it. Azula was crazy and evil—she deserved everything she got. Right?

You glanced over at the gothic couple—Zuko and Mai, sitting on the couch. Zuko looked pissed off, watching every single guy that walked by, and Mai looked flat out bored. You knew she didn't even want to be here. Did you even want to be here?

Sighing, you walked out on the balcony. You didn't know Ty Lee noticed, and quickly found Azula. But once you leaned against the railing, and heard Azula say, "Hello, Kuzon, is it?" your senses went on a frenzy. You immediately sat up straighter, your heart rate picked up, and you tried not to look as scared as you really felt.

Instead, you grinned. "What's your name?"

"Doesn't really matter." Azula said nonchalantly, leaning against the railing next to you. You tried to think of a quick excuse, but Azula said, "Do you live here?"

"No." You said quietly, trying not to make eye contact.

"Oh? Where do you live? The capital?" You felt her eyes on you, and it felt like her eyes were a shotgun—like someone was pointing a rifle at you. Your life was on the line.

You swallowed, trying to control your breathing. Instead, you forced yourself to shoot Azula a smile and replied, "Doesn't really matter."

Azula's eyes flickered. "Your arms," She lightly touched your arm and you almost flinched away, but didn't, "look so strong."

Does she really mean that? Of course not. Another mind game.

"Thanks." You grumbled, looking away. You unconsciously moved your arm away, crossing them over your chest. You looked out over the ocean, and still felt her eyes gazing at you.

Wait. Does she seem…nervous?

You glanced at her out of the corner of your eye. Her eyes were a soft, brilliant golden color, and with her hair actually down, it made her look…feminine.

Holy shit! Am I really checking out Azula?

"Do you," You said suddenly, sitting up, "want a…drink or something?" Pretty lame, but it's something.

Azula smiled. It wasn't a smirk; it was a smile. "I'd like that."

"Okay." You didn't waste time to get the hell away from her. It was too confusing; too nerve wrecking. In the show, Azula was normally all professional and deadly. She never showed off her feminine looks—but here, wearing an outfit like that, it kind of showed you another side.

You nearly ran back inside.

Hands trembling, you dropped the first cup to get Azula's drink. You scrambled for another, and Chan was by your side.

"Hey man," He whispered so nobody could hear, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing." You said quickly, taking a deep breath as you tried to calm down. How the hell can I calm down? I have to go back to AZULA! It's a death sentence!

"It's an expression." Chan said with a "duh" expression. "When girls say 'get me a drink' that's just an expression. You don't really have to do it." He patted you on the back and took the cup away from you. "Don't worry about it. Go talk to someone."

He pushed you, and you stumbled forward, crashing into someone. You quickly muttered an apology, but when you looked up to see a pissed off Mai, your heart rate picked up even more.

Shit!

She just glared at you. That was it. She whirled around and walked away, her expression going blank, as usual. You sighed in relief. You thought for sure she was going use her notorious knives at you.

I am such a wreck.

You managed to calm down after you had a drink. Then, remembering that Zuko and his group destroyed the party later on, you decided to leave. You went off to where the ocean was, and sat on a rock, enjoying the night air. It was nice to be out here. You could actually think.

But your thoughts weren't pleasant.

How did I get here? How do I get back? Will I ever be able to get back? Am I trapped here? Who am I?

You sighed deeply, running a hand through your hair that wasn't technically wasn't even yours. Who the hell were you?

"Hello," Azula's voice tore you from your thoughts, "Kuzon."

She was standing off to your right. Apparently she had the same idea of leaving the party right after you. Underneath her gaze, you straightened up and tried to look casual.

It was so weird. By the tone of her voice, she sounded…embarrassed? Something along those lines.

"Hi." You greeted with a formal nod.

She observed you from afar. It was obvious she thought you didn't notice since it was dark, but her eyes were almost glowing in the darkness. Like an evil dragon or something.

"That was a lame party." You said, feeling yourself relax despite her fixed gaze.

"Yes." She said. "Very lame." She came from the shadows and sat next to you on the rock. You couldn't help but stare at her. The way the moonlight set on her skin made her look ethereal. Beautiful. That is, if you didn't know who she really was. It was a shame she wasn't an evil, cruel, heartless—

"The moon," Azula's voice was gentle. Soft. You've never heard her voice like that before. Normally her voice was controlling; commanding. It was actually…nice. "It's beautiful." She stared over at you, waiting for a reply.

You swallowed. "Yes." You couldn't help—couldn't stop yourself from gazing at her pointedly, "It sure is."

Her eyes widened slightly—so slightly that you would have missed the look of surprise and flattery if not for your close proximity. But she was flattered from your compliment, so flattered that she was rendered speechless.

Your heart was beating, not from fear; but from something else. Azula didn't look like the scary monster you saw in the show—she looked like…

You touched her cheek, cupping it. By now you saw that her pale cheeks were slightly pink from blushing. She looked eager for more attention from you, but all you did was look into her eyes, admiring her beauty underneath the moonlight above.

"Tell me your name." You whispered softly.

She withdrew a little, but not much. "That's not important."

You drew your hand back and stood up. It took some nerve to say—especially to the royal princess, but you managed to say, "I need to go."

You didn't see her, but she said nothing. With that, confused as ever, you walked away, wondering how you just flirted with the fire lord's daughter. The worst part?

You knew it all.

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. I'll have the next chapter as soon as possible. Thank you all so very much for all the lovely reviews!

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