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Summary: Zuko was a rich boy who could get any girl he wanted, but what happens when a bet turns into something so much more? Zutara...
(Some stuff may be edited out from the movie ) And Zuko got no scar! Based on the movie Cruel Intentions. Sorry I couldn't come up with an original idea.
Cruel Intentions
Chapter 1
Epilogue of the Rich Guy
Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is bent.
Welcome to Manhattan, a beautiful place. Or a place filled with beautiful girls at the least, in Zuko Valmont's mind. Now, the real story begins on Fifth Avenue, Dr. Greenbaum's office.
Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Amber eyes gazed aimlessly at the ceiling as the therapist across from him continuously echoed his name.
"Zuko...Zuko, let's try and focus." A some-what (annoyed) fifty year old therapist sat starring at her watch. Left hand supporting her head as she held her pen impatiently.
"What can I possibly say? I'm a fool," the well dressed man stood up, making his way to the office window, gazing down at the people walking to and fro.
"You're not a fool,"
"Yes, I am. I can't feel sorry for myself because I'm a poor little rich boy." His voice wavered at the end.
"It's not your fault! Adolescence is a difficult time." Zuko turned to lean his forehead against a glass door, "And without great parenting, things can go awry." Then, he began to repeatedly bang his head on the door. "But you have to rise above their mistakes. Here." She handed him an autographed copy of 'Great Parenting'.
"Wow! Can I keep it?" He grinned his signature smile, eyes flashing with false excitement.
"It's yours." She returned that phony smile, writing 'billing for book $$' along with her notes. "So, stop being so hard on yourself. What's in the past is over."
"You're right. It's hard to believe that there was once a time..."
"That's no way to go through life," A massive frown formed on her face and she just kept on shaking her head vigorously.
"I know. I mean take yourself for example: You're an attractive woman with killer legs. I would love to photograph them." He whispered as he leaned in closer. "But that was the old me. I am cured!" he proclaimed with more volume and taking a step back from her.
"I'm so proud of you." She said in monotone with a tint of enthusiasm.
"So same time next week?" Zuko asked while shaking Dr. Greenbaum's hand.
"Oh, didn't I tell you? I'm going on my book tour; I'll be back in a month." More surprise than needed in her voice.
"Why?" He gripped her hand harder, she pulled away to sit at her desk.
"Because other people need my help too. You're going to do just fine."
"If you need anything, anything at all, don't hesitate to call my services."
"I could use a hug."
"Alrighty," though the inside of her just felt like kicking him out, right then and there.
They hugged for a little too long. Dr. Greenbaum made faces of disgust behind his back. Thanks to the ring, it gave her a chance to break free.
"Yes?"
Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.
"Your daughter is on one." The receptionist replied back, indolently.
"Tell her to hold,"
"This her?" he asked, eying a picture of her from the desk.
"That's my Jin." Pride exploded in her tone.
In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
"She seems nice."
"She's great. Straight A- student, exceptionally rounded young woman, and she'll be attending Princeton this fall."
"WOW! That's the type of girl I should be with."
"Jin's a little out of your league." Imaging Zuko with her daughter, Jin, only made her gag, "No offense."
"Now, take good care of yourself." She stated as she forcefully pushed him towards the exit.
"Thank-you for everything." He told her, holding the book close to his chest, his expression filled with gratitude, before he left the room.
"Schmuck." She scoffed, as she too went back to work.
Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heaven's sake.
There's never been so much at stake.
"Your daughter's still holding." The receptionist once again interjected.
The tense therapist rolled her eyes as she picked up the phone to her ear and placed the best act as she could, continuing with "Hi honey."
I serve my head up on a plate.
It's only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
"You kept me on hold?" Jin's voice could be heard through the other end.
"I'm sorry, is something wrong?" fret drawn on her face and tone of voice.
"He told me he loved me. And I believed him. I'm so stupid!" she choked between sobs.
"Now darling, it's all right. Just calm down, take a deep breath, step out of the circle." Trying to comfort her wasn't exactly working on Jin, as she sat in front of the computer.
"Would you cut your psycho babble bullshit, Mom?! There are pictures of me on the internet!!" The hurt girl concluded and sobbed way harder.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.
"What kind of pictures?"
"Nudie pictures! What do you think?!" In the background, 'slut, slut' repeated from the speakers.
"Christ! How could you be so stupid?!"
"He was just so charming, and told me how I had killer legs. And...and how he wanted to photograph them. Then everything just got outta hand." Then realisation hit her.
"Mom? Mom, are you there? MOTHER!!" Jin just kept on screaming into the phone. It was no use, because the enraged mom had just left her office, the phone dangling on its cord.
All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Zuko walked down the hall and into the main area. He starred at the book a few more times before tossing it in a garage can.
"ZUKO!!! ZUKO!! You're gonna pay for this you little shit! You hear me?!" The psycho ravaged on as she banged against the window. Zuko grinned, thinking this was too good and starred up at her( she was one the second floor) in mock.
"You sicko pervert!!"
"What's her problem?" a pretty woman stepped beside him to ask, looking at the fanatical lady.
"Looks like someone is in need of therapy," he stated. She giggled at this statement.
"You won't get away with this!" Dr.Greenbaum continued.
"Ma'am," the security officer tried to calm her.
"Get away!" and pushed him back.
"So, what's your name?" Zuko asked in a gentleman like manner.
She looked down shyly before answering, "Song."
"Spirits, you are beautiful."
Song blushed more at the compliment. Zuko snaked his hand into hers and entwined their fingers together.
"I am going to take you out or lunch." He told her, walking away with yet another lady in hand. And so this is the world filled with cruel intentions...
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
How was it? Hate, love or do you feel like ripping my head off for even writing this?
You'll probably know I'm not a good writer, but hey, I'm getting better!
As for the last names, I couldn't really think of anything, so I just took it from the movie. I'll post up another chapter soon, if you're interested. Btw, Katara won't come until a little after.