So here's my first Azula and Aang pairing...there's something about them I kinda love...and a lot of symbolism I've notcied as well, but that's to be explored later. This is set in the Crystal Catacombs, and I'm hoping to develop a whole story from it eventually.
oh yeah-i dont own the bald kid. that's slavery, kids!
love, flibberty.

She watched her lightning, cast like a flashing, sizzling extension of her arm, twirl lazily through the air until it hit her target. The young man writhed and screamed, and Azula's eyes widened. For just a moment, she saw who this man was. She saw his strength and determination, and underneath it all, she saw his raw power.
Azula was a hungry creature, a great cat among birds. But she had found an eagle.
And she wanted it.

He saw the light from behind his eyelids. As the burning force slammed into him, he opened his eyes and looked at his attacker. Flashing in those golden eyes was something alien, and compelling. He saw the way she was confident and assured, and the way she shot at him so carelessly, bringing down the hope of the world with a smile. He saw her selfishness and pride.
Aang was a curious man, a traveler in many worlds. And here was a whole new world to explore.
He wanted it.