I'm sorry updates aren't coming as often as I would like. I'm busier with work than I thought I would be. But I am going to try and update as often as I can! And thank you all for all the reviews, follows and favorites so far! It means so much! ^^

Oh! And some people said in reviews that even with amnesia Azula would still be herself. But amnesia is a very strong thing. I've known people who have forgotten their lives temporarily, so it's not that far fetched. Also, keep in mind that it has only been about a day and a half since she woke up.

Anyways! I hope you enjoy! ^_^

Azula could be wrong, but something told her that this wasn't what Aang had in mind when he told Chio to show her around. Almost as soon as the tour had started, it was finished, and Chio all but ran away. She claimed she had something to do, and her open ended statement left Azula unsure if she would be back or not. So now Azula was alone is some room. Not that she minds. The girl kept throwing her weird looks that made Azula uncomfortable. From what she's heard about herself so far she probably deserves the looks, but that doesn't make them any more bearable.

She stands in the room for a few minutes before coming to the realization that Chio is not coming back. Peeking her head out the door, she glances down the hallway. Finding no one, she steps out and begins walking around, hoping she won't run into anyone else. She wasn't sure if she could take any more judging glances from strangers.

Before long, she notices a definite theme of soft oranges and yellows. The colors seem to be everywhere. Every once in a while, the colors would be accompanied by a symbol that probably mean something important. What that is, she has no idea.

Not really sure what she's looking for, she walks in and out of some rooms. Other rooms she leaves alone. The more rooms she enters the more she notices the sharp architecture of the furniture. Without realizing it, her pace slows. Every corner has a kind of intimidating point to it that makes Azula's core go cold, but she can't place why. She isn't surprised though; frustrated is more accurate.

Her feet are stopped now but she doesn't realize it. All she can is stare hard at one of the knife-like edges of a table. Something about them made her pause. Like they held some kind of significance to her somehow. She reaches out and traces the edge of the table, and she can practically feel her memories in that black hole in her mind. Right on the brink of surfacing.

Come on, REMEMBER!

She's practically screaming on the inside but the only signs of her inner turmoil are the tears that are now stinging her cheeks.

Before she knows what she's doing, her feet are carrying her away.

She doesn't know where she is running to. All that seems to registered in her mind right now is the need to run as fast as she can. Like if she runs fast enough, she'll be able to escape the void that is her mind. But it continues to follow her.

The tears continue and her vision is beginning to blur because of it. Trembling fingers attempted to brush away the wetness that now covered her face as she pushes through a door. A few more hurried steps is all she manages before she stops and fall[s] to the ground. Her legs are shaking and she can feel her heart pulsing in her chest.

For a long while, she just sits there. Her face to the ground. Never wanting to get up.

But after taking in a few deep breaths, she finally lifts her aching head in an attempt to registered[register] where she is. A slight breeze is carried around her, slightly moving her long black hair. A strong scent of nature fills her to the brim and she can make out sounds of trickling water. As her tired eyes glance around, she realizes that for once, she knows where she is. She is at the stone platform she noticed on her way in.

A smiled plays on her lips, and for what seems like the first time since she woke up, she feels calm. Like everything is alright.

ooOOoo

"Azula?"

"Hmm?" She mumbles a response as she lifts herself up. Hearing a soft laugh, she glances up to see Aang standing over her.

"Ya know, if you wanted to take a nap, you could have just used one of the bedrooms," Aang smirks.

"I fell asleep?" Azula rubs at her eyes, glancing around. Taking in her surroundings she remembers where she is and her smile returns. "What is this place?"

"This is where I train," Aang explains as he helps her up.

"Train?" She gives him a questioning look.

She notices him pause. Like he is considering the situation and whether or not he should explain further. That seems to be happening a lot lately.

"Um, I'll explain later," He decides to remain quiet. Whatever, she should be used to the secrets by now. "For now, lets go eat." He motions for her to follow and sighing, she decides to just let it go and follow him.

ooOOoo

She hadn't noticed how hungry she was until she smelled the food. As soon as her plate was set before her, she began devouring the meal. After a few minutes, a chuckle from across the table made her stop and glance up at a rather amused Aang.

Blushing slightly, she slows her pace. Her embarrassment only slightly put at ease by the smile on his face.

"Um, excuse me, Avatar Aang?"

They glance over to see Chio standing in the entryway of the dining room.

"Chio, what are you still doing here?" Aang asks.

"Well, I was just going through all the papers and-"

"Go home Chio," Aang laughs. "You work too hard,"

Azula notices the slight blush on her cheeks as she bows before leaving. It is obvious to Azula that Chio likes Aang. Though it didn't seem like Aang knew it. Actually the more Azula thought about it, the more it seemed like Aang was trying his hardest not to notice Chio. Like he was on guard all the time. But what does she know. She hasn't really know him that long. Well, that she can remember.

He smirks up at her and she realizes she is staring. Her cheeks once again grow red, as she looks down at her nearly empty plate.

ooOOoo

"Alright, this will be your room," Aang opens the door to reveal a very simple room. A bed is placed in the middle of the far wall and only a few other things are placed around the room.

Again, her smile found her. She likes the simplicity of it. It will work very nice for her.

"And this is, Satoya." Aang introduces as a man enters the room. As soon as she sees him, she feels herself freeze. Not because she recognizes him. No, it's not really him at all.

Sharp edges of his uniform cloud her vision. Her breathing is now heavier. The significance of pointed edges become clearer to her. She doesn't know why, a gut feeling maybe, but she knows that the uniform he's wearing holds meaning to her.

"Azula?" Aang's voice pulls her out of her trance. She finds his grey eyes, and notices the worry behind them. "You okay?"

Unable to form words, she nods. He doesn't seem convinced but continues anyway.

"Um, Satoya will be your guard," Aang states, and as soon as the words leave his lips, a cord[chord] is struck inside her.

She doesn't know why this frightens her so much. It just does.

"No!" She practically screams. Both men are looking at her, though their faces hold different expressions. Satoya looks frightened, though she barely notices. Her eyes are fixated on his grey ones. The concern is now deepened and surprise glazes over them as well.

Her whole being is shaking with a fear she can't place. Something at the root of her screamed at the mention of having a guard.

The silence in the room is deafening. She wants to speak. To try and explain her outburst. But she can't. She can't speak. She can't do anything but stand there and tremble like a scared little girl.

"Hey," Aang whispers as he slowly walks toward her. Part of her wants to back away as he moves closer. Scream at him.

But as he stops in front of her, and she can feel his strong scent nearly consume her, she can't bring herself to do anything. She just stares back up at him.

"What's wrong?" He whispers.

She shakes her head. Not knowing how to answer him. What was wrong with her? Why is she shaking? Why does she feel like bursting into tears?

What is it about the guard that frightens her so much?

"I- " She starts. "I don't want a guard," It sounds so petty and foolish to her as she says it. What kind of explanation was that?

He sighs.

"I'm sorry Azula, but," He pauses for a moment. Just looking at her. His face said so much to her but so little at the same time. "I don't have a choice,"

She nods. It's obvious by his tone that he is unsure of his decision. And for a moment she hopes that he will change his mind.

"Just, get some rest," He places a hand on her shoulder and she feels her insides turn at the finalization. "Goodnight, Azula," She feels his hand fall as he walks away.

"Goodnight Aang." She doesn't look at them as they close the door. After a moment, she glances up at the small light under the door frame and begins to crawl inside herself as a shadow of a guard consumes that light.

After all but running to her bed, she throws the covers over her head and squeezes her eyes shut.

Just go to sleep... Go to sleep... It's okay...

I hope you liked it! ^^ I rather enjoyed writing this chapter. You probably have lots of questions now. And don't worry! They will all be answered in time! (:

Some things to think about:

-Why is Azula scared of having a guard?

-Will she ever remember?

-What do the sharp edges signify?

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