A Second Flame: Zuko x Reader

Chapter 42

"Oh so that's why you were creepily staring at me and blushing all morning. Don't worry I will get out of your sight so you can focus on your student!" I announced patting him on the back, "Flameo hotmen I will be back later!"

"I knew people still said that!" Aang gushed excited.

I ignored him and started walking. Zuko began to explain how Firebending shouldn't be feared and I kept away until I couldn't hear him anymore. If Zuko wants to handle this on his own then I'll let him.

Some time to myself actually sounded quite relaxing. The Air temple was big but we usually hung around the same area. So ever since I joined the group I never got to just do my own thing for a while.

I scaled the Air temple's ground until I wandered away from the temple completely, might as well explore the area!

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"Okay I am officially lost!"

The sky was growing darker by the second. The others were probably starting to get dinner ready by now.

I'm sure once they realize I'm gone they'll send Toph or something.

"I'll be fine." I reassured myself, "I'll be fine."

I continued walking until I reached the nearest tree and proceeded to plot down in a mess of dirt.
"If I'm going to be here a while I might as well do something productive..." I sighed picking up a stick. I sat before the heap of dirt and practiced tracing letters.

I could practice bending, but I didn't want to draw to much attention myself in case their were Fire nation soldiers around.

Honestly, writing was something I used to enjoy when I was little, but in the mess of the war I hadn't been able to find much free time. First chasing the Avatar down and now plotting to defeat the Fire Nation, I never seem to be able to catch a break.

"Perhaps I could try making some poetry?"

Madness is only a temporary flame

Soon fickled by the shadow

From where it once came

For if the days pass only dim

Did the sun ever truly rise?

As melancholy as insanity may seem

To that of cottled mind

Insanity becomes sanity

If only given time

The letters were messy but readable, "Whoever finds this is either going to very confused or very scared..." I chuckled.

I moved a couple feet away to a patch of clear dirt.

Wicked be thine blessed fate

Hallowed hearts and broken mind

Spurs of insanity linger within

Thunderous rage sprang

Throughout the hall

"Am I truly to be the most wicked of them all?"

Okay maybe I now get why I don't write poetry... I can't tell if this is deep or stupid.

Meanwhile, Air temple, Zuko's POV

I looked over at the Avatar's friends enjoying their dinner. My firebending teaching had failed, I just couldn't firebend like normal. What was wrong with me?