The Broken Princess: A TyZula Fanfiction

Dark Eyes

The next morning Azula wakes up to Zuko trying to sneak back into her room. He walks over to her bed oblivious to the fact that she was awake and places some notebooks and pens on the bedside table.

"Mornin' Zuzu" she smiles slightly as Zuko jumps back and falls. She giggles quietly as he pulls himself together but ultimately erupts into laughter because he had spilled milk all over himself. "Glad to know you haven't stopped being clumsy" She says through her tears. Zuko quietly joins in the laughter as he grabs some tissue to clean up his mess. Azula sits quietly for a while before Zuko finally speaks.

"Well... it looks like I've ruined your breakfast." He scratches his neck awkwardly. "Would you come with me to the kitchen so I can get you more? And then maybe you could walk with me?" Azula clearly shows a look of confusion.

"I can? Thought I had to stay in my room."

"Well, as long as you truly want to you can go walk around. Although you can't leave the building alone... but we can go together?" She looks down visibly upset. Zuko notices her eyes darken and her face scrunch up before she shakes her head and looks up smiling, a glow in her eyes that he hasn't seen since the time Ty Lee gave her the first gift. She had tried to hide it on that day but Zuko had gotten used to her hiding and had figured out her weak point, her eyes, they always showed her true emotions. "Ill take that as a yes. What would you like to wear?" She tells him and he collects them. It takes close to an hour for Azula to get ready, but he waits patiently, content with his successful attempt to make her smile. When she is finally ready, the two calmly walk towards the kitchen.

The Palace seems smaller now... She thinks to herself. Although I guess I have grown since the last time I was here. She takes note of as many differences as she can during the walk. The blue spirit mask and weapons hung on a once empty wall. A painting of Zuko smiling in his fire lord clothes in place of the painting of their father with his normal disappointed look. The only thing that hadn't changed was the reward case... Wait... is that... she stops dead in her tracks and takes a closer look. Inside the case was no longer just filled with all the rewards Azula had earned in school and the few that Zuko had won. Inside, there was now the treaty that joined all the elements together and-

"Azula, are you- "He turns towards Azula just in time to watch her fall and begin crying. He walks over and puts a hand on her shoulder. Suddenly, Azula throws herself into Zukos arms. She holds him tightly, any tighter and he wouldn't be able to breath. It was as if she was consciously being careful not to hurt him. "Are you OK? What happened?" She says nothing but points towards the top of the case. Sat there at the top her two little clay trophies, we'll not trophies but they acted as them. One was a poorly made fire that had "Congratulations to the best little sister in all of the world" written on it. The other one was a fairly well made fire with a smile in it which read "Congratulations to the bestest brother that anyone could have (except nobody else can have you)" Zuko smiles before suddenly being thrown to the floor. Azula stands up staring down at the ground. Zuko stands up to and his heart stops as Azula looks up with darkened eyes.

"UGH WHY? Why would you put those awful things out for everyone to see? They are such an embarrassment just like you" Within seconds Azulas hand goes straight through the glass. Zuko flinches. They stand in silence for a minute before Azula begins to shake. She slowly moves her bleeding hand back towards her and looks towards Zuko. "I'm sorry" She whimpers as tears begin to fall from her eyes.

"No, its OK. Let's go grab you some breakfast." Azula thinks for a moment before turning and running. "AZULA wait" He starts walking after her avoiding the glass.

"Why isn't she locked in her room? She's a danger to everyone. I bet she broke that glass to hurt either you or herself." Zuko turns around to see Katara stood with her arms crossed. "She hasn't changed, and she never will."