RAWR! More plans for this couple! Many many more plans :)
Our relationship soared from there. He was faithful to me completely and fully.
A few years have passed and thing led to another and I find myself sleeping beside him. We are no longer newly-weds; we have gone past that stage.
We are now lovers.
He groans in his sleep and pulls me closer.
I allow myself a moment of calm. I simply take in that the world is falling apart but I can still lie here beside someone I love.
But I notice something. Zhao has never said I love you.
It's always been," you look beautiful," or "you are my Queen."
Never the three words I've wanted to hear.
We are to power hungry for each other.
The moment I realize all this it all clicks into place.
I love him, he loves my power.
For once in my life I am at the disadvantage.
But I'll never tell. I may love him, but I love my power more.
We woke and he whispers in my ear, "Good morning Azula."
"Good morning Zhao." I kiss him but he pulls away quickly getting out of bed putting on his robes.
I try to ignore the blatant disregard of my affections. I come out of bed as well pulling my hair into a ponytail.
"Com'on Zhao, we don't need to get up yet...come back to bed." Why am I acting so weird?
He wrestles out of my grip, "Not now Azula."
Someone just told me no.
Hell to pay? Hell yes.
The lightning flashes at my fingertips I shoot it at his back but his whips around grabbing my hand forcing his fire on my lightning. It sputters and dies as he kisses me pushing me up against the wall.
Fire is a reflection of true emotions.