So I came across a post from a user on tumblr about wanting a fic about Zuko comforting/taking care of Azula after her breakdown. And when asked why he was doing so, he’d say “She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” I saw that quite a few people wanted to see this as well, based on the amount of notes. So I thought I’d give it a shot.
Her wrists hurt.
Her throat burned.
Her lungs screamed.
Her body tingled with pain.
Her head spun.
Her head…her head.
Azula longed to bury it in her hands. Grip it until the madness faded. But in her state—chained to a grate—she had no means to do so. And so she cried out instead. It was plus of a scream than a cry. A scream laced with trademark blue fire.
The action didn’t treat her already burning throat kindly.
In that moment Azula couldn’t tell if her tears spawned from the pain she’d just inflicted on her own throat ou the mountain of mental agony swirling within her head. She felt the tears slide down her cheeks in a warm and messy stream.
Azula could tell that she wasn’t a pretty sight at all. In fact she couldn’t possibly be any further from the perfection she had fought so hard to achieve, than she was at that moment.
Lost within her own self-pitying thoughts and her body-shaking sobs, she didn’t hear Zuko approach.
Azula flinched when she felt his hand on her back.
She feebly attempted to shove him off. She was stuck settling for a shouted “get away from me!”
Zuko didn’t appear phased in the slightest. Instead, the young man wrapped his arms around his sister and pulled her as close as he could, donné the chains.
The fallen princess was now leaning with her left ear against his chest, hands still bound behind her back.
“I a dit get off. Let me go.” Azula screamed through her sobs.
“I want to help toi Azula.” Zuko insisted.
Azula let out another choked cry.
“It’ll be okay.” Zuko tucked one of her disheveled bangs behind her ear. “Everything is going to be just fine.”
“Why?” Azula whispered. “Why are toi doing this?” Her lower lip trembled.
“Because, toi are still my sister. My crazy, beautiful, sister.” Zuko offered her a sincere smile.
Azula sniffled, the tears still falling rapidly. She sucked in a few deep breaths trying to calm herself, but it wasn’t doing much good.
“I promise, it’ll be okay.” Zuko a dit again.
“It hurts.” Azula hollered.
“What hurts?”
“Everything. My head. My wrists…” She trailed off, voice hitched from crying so intensely.
Zuko looked down. His sister’s wrists were indeed red and raw, and slightly bloody where the chains dug into them. He hesitated before working Azula’s hands out of their binding. The girl gritted her teeth against the action.
“Better?” Zuko asked when the chains clattered to the ground.
Azula nodded. Zuko braced himself for her to throw herself at him. And when she did, it wasn’t what he was expecting.
His sister flung her arms over his shoulders, buried her face in his chest and continued to weep. He ran his hand over her back in soothing circles, all the while hushing and reassuring her.
He glance up at Katara. The waterbender was shooting him a questioning look. One that seemed to chastise him for doing something she deemed stupid and reckless.
“Why are toi really doing this?” Katara mouthed.
“She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” Zuko repeated before standing up. He held out his hand and helped Azula to her feet.
On trembling legs she seemed to sort of sway before regaining balance. “Come on, let’s get toi inside. toi look like toi can use some sleep.”
Azula’s initial thought was to protest. To yell at him, blame him for ruining everything. And then start shooting lightning in a shot at revenge. But how could she when he willingly unchained and comforted her?
So she let him guide her back into the palace, up the stairs, and to her bedroom.
“I can’t sleep Zu-zu…what if they try to hurt me?”
“Then I’ll be right here. And I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“But what about you? Don’t toi want to hurt me?”
“No, Azula. We’ve already hurt each other enough. I want to help you.” He wiped the tears out of her eyes using the bottom of his shirt. “And if sitting here, making sure toi get some sleep helps…I’d be honored to do it.”
Azula gave a sad laugh. “Honor…you a dit honor again.”
Zuko tried to laugh as well. “Yeah. Ha ha. Jokes about my honor.”
He watched her crawl into lit and draw the covers over her shoulders. For a good while, the firebender seemed to simply lie awake and stare at the ceiling. However sleep soon found the princess. Zuko took her hand in his and gently stroked it.
He couldn’t be exactly sure whose had done it, but about three days later there was a knock on his door. Azula was still in a rather fragile state. Despite his protests and one blast of fire, the men pushed their way past Zuko and over to the cuisine table, tableau where Azula was seated.
They were rapide, swift and quick in chi-blocking his sister. In secondes they had her restrained.
“What are toi doing!?” Zuko yelled. “I didn’t say…”
“It’s for her own good Zuko.” Katara frowned. “You saw how she was acting…she a dit that she saw your mother.”
“She hasn’t done anything particularly bad since the comet!”
“I don’t trust her. And I don’t want toi to get hurt.” Katara muttered.
“You said, you’d protect me.” Azula hissed as the men dragged her away. Her golden eyes glaring into his.
“They’ll let her go when she gets real help. The help she needs.” Katara insisted.
“How could toi do that? How could toi go behind my back like that?”
“We’re just looking out for you.” Aang added.
Zuko had now clue how long the little airbender had been standing there, but his presence wasn’t helping at the moment.
Azula probably didn’t want to see him. Zuko knew that, but he was going to visit her anyways. He’d donné her a few days to—hopefully—cool down. With the fluffiest oreiller he could find and her stuffed wolfbat (a toy Azula used to love, one that always sort of creeped Zuko out), Zuko neared the asylum.
He made sure she was at the most comfortable one in the feu Nation. Eventually he settled on ‘The Flamecreek Institute’. The place was rather big with an interior that resembled a comfy hotel and a welcoming exterior.
“Why would toi go through all this trouble to comfort and help the someone who hurt toi so much? Why would toi waste your time visiting a sister who doesn’t even seem to l’amour you?” Was a common question. From Katara and Aang, Mai and Ty-Lee, pretty much everyone.
At first Zuko would come up with elaborate réponses but as plus and plus people asked his answer became a simple; “She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” And that answer was sufficient and true enough.
His first stop was at the front desk, to make sure that they were allowing Azula to walk around unbound.
Zuko got his answer in the form of two nurses leading him outside to a small man-made pond. His sister was sitting in the shade of a willow tree, expression fairly stern and angry…but to his surprise, not as angry as it could be.
He sat down suivant to her. “I’m really sorry about this mess. I didn’t know that Katara…”
“Save it Zu-Zu. I don’t want your help. toi can’t help me.” She drawled
“Azula.” Zuko started.
“I thought toi forgot about me. toi didn’t come to visit.” A crack in her voice at ‘you forgot’ betrayed her rather calm exterior.
“I didn’t think toi wanted to see me…”
“I a dit save it. toi can’t help me. And toi can’t make it up to me.”
“You sure?” Zuko asked. “I bought toi some things.” He held up the pillow. “You a dit that this one was the most comfortable right?”
Azula snatched the oreiller from him and held it tightly to her chest with a pout. “Maybe.”
“I also bought toi Wolf-Wolf.”
Azula’s face reddened. But she snatched the stuffed bat anyways.
“I hope toi realize…I helped father pick that out for you.”
“You did not.” Azula muttered into the pillow.
“I totally did.” He insisted with a laugh.
“So what?” Azula asked.
“So…if toi start to feel lonely, ou worried toi can just talk to Wolf-Wolf.”
“My therapist a dit not to encourage my ‘psychotic behavior’.” Azula raised an eyebrow.
“Alright. Then toi can look at Wolf-Wolf and think of me.”
Azula repeated her last sentence. This time it with an added familiar, mischievous smile. A smile Zuko never thought he’d miss.
“Wolf-Wolf is here to remind toi that Zu-Zu won’t forget you.” Zuko declared.
“You’re pathetic, Zu-Zu.” Azula snorted with a hint of a laugh.
He looked up at his sister. She looked like she’d slept well enough. And her smile was genuine enough. It was nice to see her smile again…to see her smile without malicious intent.
It wasn’t perfect but it was a start.
And he knew she’d get better.
His crazy, beautiful, sister.
Her wrists hurt.
Her throat burned.
Her lungs screamed.
Her body tingled with pain.
Her head spun.
Her head…her head.
Azula longed to bury it in her hands. Grip it until the madness faded. But in her state—chained to a grate—she had no means to do so. And so she cried out instead. It was plus of a scream than a cry. A scream laced with trademark blue fire.
The action didn’t treat her already burning throat kindly.
In that moment Azula couldn’t tell if her tears spawned from the pain she’d just inflicted on her own throat ou the mountain of mental agony swirling within her head. She felt the tears slide down her cheeks in a warm and messy stream.
Azula could tell that she wasn’t a pretty sight at all. In fact she couldn’t possibly be any further from the perfection she had fought so hard to achieve, than she was at that moment.
Lost within her own self-pitying thoughts and her body-shaking sobs, she didn’t hear Zuko approach.
Azula flinched when she felt his hand on her back.
She feebly attempted to shove him off. She was stuck settling for a shouted “get away from me!”
Zuko didn’t appear phased in the slightest. Instead, the young man wrapped his arms around his sister and pulled her as close as he could, donné the chains.
The fallen princess was now leaning with her left ear against his chest, hands still bound behind her back.
“I a dit get off. Let me go.” Azula screamed through her sobs.
“I want to help toi Azula.” Zuko insisted.
Azula let out another choked cry.
“It’ll be okay.” Zuko tucked one of her disheveled bangs behind her ear. “Everything is going to be just fine.”
“Why?” Azula whispered. “Why are toi doing this?” Her lower lip trembled.
“Because, toi are still my sister. My crazy, beautiful, sister.” Zuko offered her a sincere smile.
Azula sniffled, the tears still falling rapidly. She sucked in a few deep breaths trying to calm herself, but it wasn’t doing much good.
“I promise, it’ll be okay.” Zuko a dit again.
“It hurts.” Azula hollered.
“What hurts?”
“Everything. My head. My wrists…” She trailed off, voice hitched from crying so intensely.
Zuko looked down. His sister’s wrists were indeed red and raw, and slightly bloody where the chains dug into them. He hesitated before working Azula’s hands out of their binding. The girl gritted her teeth against the action.
“Better?” Zuko asked when the chains clattered to the ground.
Azula nodded. Zuko braced himself for her to throw herself at him. And when she did, it wasn’t what he was expecting.
His sister flung her arms over his shoulders, buried her face in his chest and continued to weep. He ran his hand over her back in soothing circles, all the while hushing and reassuring her.
He glance up at Katara. The waterbender was shooting him a questioning look. One that seemed to chastise him for doing something she deemed stupid and reckless.
“Why are toi really doing this?” Katara mouthed.
“She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” Zuko repeated before standing up. He held out his hand and helped Azula to her feet.
On trembling legs she seemed to sort of sway before regaining balance. “Come on, let’s get toi inside. toi look like toi can use some sleep.”
Azula’s initial thought was to protest. To yell at him, blame him for ruining everything. And then start shooting lightning in a shot at revenge. But how could she when he willingly unchained and comforted her?
So she let him guide her back into the palace, up the stairs, and to her bedroom.
“I can’t sleep Zu-zu…what if they try to hurt me?”
“Then I’ll be right here. And I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“But what about you? Don’t toi want to hurt me?”
“No, Azula. We’ve already hurt each other enough. I want to help you.” He wiped the tears out of her eyes using the bottom of his shirt. “And if sitting here, making sure toi get some sleep helps…I’d be honored to do it.”
Azula gave a sad laugh. “Honor…you a dit honor again.”
Zuko tried to laugh as well. “Yeah. Ha ha. Jokes about my honor.”
He watched her crawl into lit and draw the covers over her shoulders. For a good while, the firebender seemed to simply lie awake and stare at the ceiling. However sleep soon found the princess. Zuko took her hand in his and gently stroked it.
He couldn’t be exactly sure whose had done it, but about three days later there was a knock on his door. Azula was still in a rather fragile state. Despite his protests and one blast of fire, the men pushed their way past Zuko and over to the cuisine table, tableau where Azula was seated.
They were rapide, swift and quick in chi-blocking his sister. In secondes they had her restrained.
“What are toi doing!?” Zuko yelled. “I didn’t say…”
“It’s for her own good Zuko.” Katara frowned. “You saw how she was acting…she a dit that she saw your mother.”
“She hasn’t done anything particularly bad since the comet!”
“I don’t trust her. And I don’t want toi to get hurt.” Katara muttered.
“You said, you’d protect me.” Azula hissed as the men dragged her away. Her golden eyes glaring into his.
“They’ll let her go when she gets real help. The help she needs.” Katara insisted.
“How could toi do that? How could toi go behind my back like that?”
“We’re just looking out for you.” Aang added.
Zuko had now clue how long the little airbender had been standing there, but his presence wasn’t helping at the moment.
Azula probably didn’t want to see him. Zuko knew that, but he was going to visit her anyways. He’d donné her a few days to—hopefully—cool down. With the fluffiest oreiller he could find and her stuffed wolfbat (a toy Azula used to love, one that always sort of creeped Zuko out), Zuko neared the asylum.
He made sure she was at the most comfortable one in the feu Nation. Eventually he settled on ‘The Flamecreek Institute’. The place was rather big with an interior that resembled a comfy hotel and a welcoming exterior.
“Why would toi go through all this trouble to comfort and help the someone who hurt toi so much? Why would toi waste your time visiting a sister who doesn’t even seem to l’amour you?” Was a common question. From Katara and Aang, Mai and Ty-Lee, pretty much everyone.
At first Zuko would come up with elaborate réponses but as plus and plus people asked his answer became a simple; “She is my crazy, beautiful, sister.” And that answer was sufficient and true enough.
His first stop was at the front desk, to make sure that they were allowing Azula to walk around unbound.
Zuko got his answer in the form of two nurses leading him outside to a small man-made pond. His sister was sitting in the shade of a willow tree, expression fairly stern and angry…but to his surprise, not as angry as it could be.
He sat down suivant to her. “I’m really sorry about this mess. I didn’t know that Katara…”
“Save it Zu-Zu. I don’t want your help. toi can’t help me.” She drawled
“Azula.” Zuko started.
“I thought toi forgot about me. toi didn’t come to visit.” A crack in her voice at ‘you forgot’ betrayed her rather calm exterior.
“I didn’t think toi wanted to see me…”
“I a dit save it. toi can’t help me. And toi can’t make it up to me.”
“You sure?” Zuko asked. “I bought toi some things.” He held up the pillow. “You a dit that this one was the most comfortable right?”
Azula snatched the oreiller from him and held it tightly to her chest with a pout. “Maybe.”
“I also bought toi Wolf-Wolf.”
Azula’s face reddened. But she snatched the stuffed bat anyways.
“I hope toi realize…I helped father pick that out for you.”
“You did not.” Azula muttered into the pillow.
“I totally did.” He insisted with a laugh.
“So what?” Azula asked.
“So…if toi start to feel lonely, ou worried toi can just talk to Wolf-Wolf.”
“My therapist a dit not to encourage my ‘psychotic behavior’.” Azula raised an eyebrow.
“Alright. Then toi can look at Wolf-Wolf and think of me.”
Azula repeated her last sentence. This time it with an added familiar, mischievous smile. A smile Zuko never thought he’d miss.
“Wolf-Wolf is here to remind toi that Zu-Zu won’t forget you.” Zuko declared.
“You’re pathetic, Zu-Zu.” Azula snorted with a hint of a laugh.
He looked up at his sister. She looked like she’d slept well enough. And her smile was genuine enough. It was nice to see her smile again…to see her smile without malicious intent.
It wasn’t perfect but it was a start.
And he knew she’d get better.
His crazy, beautiful, sister.
What's your bending? Find out here!
1.Where is the place toi like to live at?
a.Something a bit cold with air.
b.Surrounded par water.
c.Hot, summer is my type.
d.Anywhere
e.Under the moon.
f.All of the above
2. Favourite color?
a. White
b.Blue
c. Red
d.Brown
e.Red mixed with blue
f. Rainbow, all of the above with purple.
3.How do toi describe yourself?
a. Fun
b. Motherly / Fatherly
c. Emotional sometimes
d. Steady
e.Creepy
f.Mysterious
4.What is your hobby?
a. Air gliding!!
b. Swimming!'
c. Play dangerous things.
d.Drawing
e.Hid someone somewhere.
f. All of the above except hiding someone somewhere!
Results
Mostly A's - Air
Mostly B's - Water
Mostly C's - Fire
Mostly D's - Earth
Mostly E's - Blodd
Mostly F's - Avatar
I'm the Avatar! toi gotta deal with it!
1.Where is the place toi like to live at?
a.Something a bit cold with air.
b.Surrounded par water.
c.Hot, summer is my type.
d.Anywhere
e.Under the moon.
f.All of the above
2. Favourite color?
a. White
b.Blue
c. Red
d.Brown
e.Red mixed with blue
f. Rainbow, all of the above with purple.
3.How do toi describe yourself?
a. Fun
b. Motherly / Fatherly
c. Emotional sometimes
d. Steady
e.Creepy
f.Mysterious
4.What is your hobby?
a. Air gliding!!
b. Swimming!'
c. Play dangerous things.
d.Drawing
e.Hid someone somewhere.
f. All of the above except hiding someone somewhere!
Results
Mostly A's - Air
Mostly B's - Water
Mostly C's - Fire
Mostly D's - Earth
Mostly E's - Blodd
Mostly F's - Avatar
I'm the Avatar! toi gotta deal with it!
I had a dream.
I was came back from school, when i see Appa down.
suivant to him was Katara,Aang,Sokka and Toph. I go ther and ask <<what happent>>.Aang réponses <<Appa is sick>>.After that I did well Appa.We fly all over the world and we changed dimension and we go to a cave.There was a room.I go in and then a sliding happened.From one were my and Toph and the others were from other.Then Toph montrer me the way.There were three elements.Earth,water and fire.Have to choose one.I choose earth. When we get out I realized that now I was a real earthbender.
I was came back from school, when i see Appa down.
suivant to him was Katara,Aang,Sokka and Toph. I go ther and ask <<what happent>>.Aang réponses <<Appa is sick>>.After that I did well Appa.We fly all over the world and we changed dimension and we go to a cave.There was a room.I go in and then a sliding happened.From one were my and Toph and the others were from other.Then Toph montrer me the way.There were three elements.Earth,water and fire.Have to choose one.I choose earth. When we get out I realized that now I was a real earthbender.
Ok this is after the war and Aang,Katara,Toph,Sokka,and Zuko, are all Friends Zuko regained his trône as new feu lord and Aang isn't treated as a god now got it ok good
In The feu Nation
Katara:This collier really belonged to your mother
Zuko:Yes she kept it with her until she......( switching supjects) Where's Aang and Sokka?
Katara:Sokka went to the market to get a new boomarang and I told Aang not to let him go alone.
Toph:They're in there again talking about feelings and crap I really don't care about.
Iroh:Good then maybe we can finish this combat training this time.
Toph:I guess
In The Market
Aang:She's with Zuko always with Zuko
Sokka:Relax your the avatar
Aang:That stoped sounding good right after the war
Sokka:Just look at me and Toph we're happy and she blind
Aang:Yea but she's not cheating on toi with Zuko
Sokka toi make it really hard to cheer toi up.
Aang:Dammit
Sokka:Whoa
Aang:I gotta go
Runs Toward Oppa
In The feu Nation
Katara:This collier really belonged to your mother
Zuko:Yes she kept it with her until she......( switching supjects) Where's Aang and Sokka?
Katara:Sokka went to the market to get a new boomarang and I told Aang not to let him go alone.
Toph:They're in there again talking about feelings and crap I really don't care about.
Iroh:Good then maybe we can finish this combat training this time.
Toph:I guess
In The Market
Aang:She's with Zuko always with Zuko
Sokka:Relax your the avatar
Aang:That stoped sounding good right after the war
Sokka:Just look at me and Toph we're happy and she blind
Aang:Yea but she's not cheating on toi with Zuko
Sokka toi make it really hard to cheer toi up.
Aang:Dammit
Sokka:Whoa
Aang:I gotta go
Runs Toward Oppa
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Thank you.
P.S. Sorry, but I have to make this thing longer, and I haven't got anything to write. This should be good enough. Oh, it isn't. Okay, then.
P.P.S. toi can reply to this, too. If I get 5 réponses for this ou 3 for my fics, I'll let toi choose pick answers, okay?
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Thank you.
P.S. Sorry, but I have to make this thing longer, and I haven't got anything to write. This should be good enough. Oh, it isn't. Okay, then.
P.P.S. toi can reply to this, too. If I get 5 réponses for this ou 3 for my fics, I'll let toi choose pick answers, okay?
P.P.P.S. Why are toi still lire this? toi should be replying to my fics. Go, go, I say!