Zuko runs along the rooftops wearing his blue spirit mask and a black outfit just like the one he had in the last world, A pair of dual dao strapped to his hip as he runs following after a thug who had just robbed a shop jumping off of the roof to capture him when a metal strap wraps around his waist zuko drawing his dao and cutting through the metal with his heated blade holding them in an x in front of him as he rolls with the fall turning to look at Eraserhead standing across from him his hair raised and his eyes glowing red.

"Bluespirit, I don't suppose you'll make this easy on me?" he asks, pulling back on what's left of his capture weapon, zuko sheathing his swords and holding his wrists out in front of him.

"Really?" Aizawa asks not believing him and Zuko turns and runs for the ledge launching himself over, by the time Aizawa reaches the edge to look over Zuko is gone.

"He's not half bad." Aizawa admits as he looks at his captured weapon seeing The edges melted.

"A heat quirk then? Maybe I'll pawn this off on endeavour." Aizawa yawns seeing the sun start to rise.

"Bed time then." he yawns again before turning and walking towards the stairs.


Zuko slips in through his window with a bag on his shoulder hiding his Blue spirit attire, putting it in his closet and grabbing clothes walking out of his room towards the bathroom to take a shower. He walks out passing shoto in the hallway.

"How was your first day?"

"Fine." he answers, walking into the bathroom and shutting the door. Zuko sighs and walks towards his room. THe next few days pass With zuko sneaking out every night like always the routine staying the same until Zuko walks into the living room on Thursday To see

Fuyumi watching the news.

"Hey zuko look shotos on the news." he rushes over worried only to find a view of the front of shotos school letting out a breath and dropping the can in his hand when he sees her, Azula exactly as he remembers her shoving her way into the school wearing a uniform like shotos.

"Zuko?!" Fuyumi asks worriedly.

"What time does Shoto's school get out again?"

"Three why?" he looks at the clock, seeing one.

"I'm going out." He says turning and walking towards the door fuyumi staring at him worriedly until she realizes something.

"Get back here and clean this Zuko. Zuko!" she yells but he's already gone on his way to see if it's really her or if the universe was playing a strange prank on him.


Zuko looks up at U.a from the bottom of the hill, He sees his brother walk out of the gate a Familiar blackhaired girl walking through the gates a few moments later and he turns walking past the grocery store and into the tea shop not wanting to risk starting a fight with Azula and having her classmates jump him and kick his teeth down his throat.

"Welcome, it's nice to see someone so young in here." he turns to see an elderly woman standing behind him.

"Hello." he greets.

"What would you like?" she asks him and he glances to the menu for a second.

"you have Jasmin?" he asks and she nods.

"Of course we have Jasmin, what kind of teahouse do you think we are?"

"The kind that serves hot leaf water?" he asks rhetorically and she huffs out a laugh.

"I'll ignore that for your own good." she says walking back towards the kitchen and he sits in a chair by the window looking out and seeing azula walk by not bothering to glance in the small stores direction.

"Here you are." she says setting a cup of tea in front of him.

"Thank you, How much do i owe you?" He asks,

"Three dollars." she answers and he downs the scalding hot tea in one gulp and stands up pulling a five out of his wallet and hands it to her.

"Keep the change." he says walking towards the door leaving the amused woman behind jogging down the path to the train towards his house catching up with his brother coming to walk beside him.

"Hello Shoto." he greets.

"Zuko? What are you doing here."

"There's a tea shop?" he tries to lie and his poor undersocialized younger sibling believes him.

"I didn't know you liked tea," he says.

"I don't drink it often." zuko admits.

"Me neither." shoto says his hand coming up to feel his scar and zuko swears he can feel his scar again for a moment and then it's gone.

"So i saw you on the news, You're black haired classmate, the one with the golden eyes. Is her quirk blue fire?" shoto stops walking and zuko turns to see why,

"Tell father i won't marry her" he says with fire in his voice and zuko's entire world crashes for a moment at the thought of his brother marrying his sister.

"I'll talk to him." Zuko says after his brain reboots and shoto blinks.

"You'll talk to him?" Shoto asks disbelief evident in his voice.

"Yes, I'll talk to him." he says and the two of them start walking again. Zuko not asking about azula, instead preparing himself for a confrontation with his father not intending to get burned this time.


Zuko walks into his fathers study shutting the door behind him.

"You need to stop trying to marry Shoto off to Azula." he says and enji sets down his file looking up at his son.

"I don't like your tone."

"And i'm not a fan of you murdering my brother but we both need to deal with it for now, Azula is off limits."

"How dare you!" Enji stands up and a bolt of lightning flies besides his head burning the wall.

"You have a quirk." he says assessing his son, as if seeing him for the first time and zuko pulls the fire from his fathers face holding it in his palm before putting it out.

"Stronger than yours, Keep your hands off of azula, The only reason i haven't gone to the police is because you never laid a hand on Shoto after Touya, but i will i will turn you from number two hero into public enemy number one." Enji glares but doesn't move towards him.

"Fine, you can have your little girlfriend. I'll talk to her mother about a proposal." another bolt of lightning hits the wall, the lights going out in the entire house.

"I don't want to marry Azula, I'm not even sure I want her to remember me. Just leave her and our dating lives alone."

"Fine, I won't force Shoto to quirk is plenty strong I doubt he could dilut it.'' Zuko gives up deciding that that was the best he was going to get and leaves the dark room not seeing the sketch of his mask in the file that enji had just set down.