You're Not Alone Zuko x Reader

=Chapter 4=

I have devoted myself to my training. Since Zuko left I've been working with Piandao. It's the only thing that keeps me from either screaming, breaking down crying, or stealing a ship and forcing Zuko to let me join him. I get home every day and plop myself on my bed with the same thoughts circling my mind.

Why did he make me stay? Why doesn't he understand I don't just want to be some trophy wife for some nobleman? Why did he leave me? Does he hate me? Does he love me? Does he even miss me? Does he care that I'm here wasting away? 

I've started practicing my earth bending when I'm alone. What's the worst that could happen? I get banished? please, I welcome it.  

I'm always angry at everyone at Zuko, at Ozai, and at Azula mostly. While deep in thought I heard A knock at my door, "Come in." I heard the door open. 

"Miss y/n there is a letter for you." I stood up and grabbed the letter. it was from Zuko.

"You may leave," I told the messenger. 

My dear y/n,

I miss you so much it hurts. I miss the sound of your laughter. I heard you have been taking lessons with Master Piandao. I bet they aren't as fun as our lessons used to be. Have you been using the sword I gave you? I don't think I ever told you this but I chose emeralds because they are the same color as your eyes. Well anyways trying to find the avatar isn't very exciting yet. we've been to all the air temples but there is no sign of him/her. I hope I get to see you soon. send a messager hawk my way soon. 

love, Zuko

I folded the letter placing in my drawer. then I grabbed a piece of paper and ink.

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Zuko's pov     

Dear Prince Zuko,

I have been taking lessons from Master Piandao and your right they are not as fun as when you taught me. Of course, I have been using the emerald sword, it's perfect. I wanted to tell you I've also been learning to paint. I'll send the small self-portrait I made so you don't forget what I look like. I miss you terribly. I want to join you. I know you don't want me to "throw my life away" but I don't care. I don't have anything here left for me. Please Zuko. 

Love, y/n.    

I looked at the painting she sent me and put it on my dresser. Why did she do this to me? Doesn't she know how much I want her with me? Why doesn't she understand that she has a great life in the fire nation?  I can't take that away from her. But what if I did?  No. I can't she has so much going for her. 

I heard a knock on the door. It was Uncle. "I heard you got a letter from y/n." he pointed to the painting on my desk. "That's a beautiful painting," 

"She- it is beautiful. She painted it herself." I replied, 

"She is a very talented girl," he smiled at the painting, "Why didn't you let her come?"

"Just like you said she is talented. She has a life in the palace. She is a great fighter, and now artist, I'm sure someday she will become very successful but she can't do that if she is helping me find the avatar,"

" You're right. she'll probably end up marrying a successful general," He said casually. For some reason when he said that felt a pang in my chest. " But have considered y/n doesn't want to live like that?"

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Y/n pov

Dear y/n, 

I just can't let you do this. I know you are going to hate me but I don't hate you and that's why I can't let you come. I'm sorry y/n. I got the painting you made. It's beautiful! I put it on my dresser in my room. But I won't be forgetting what you look like any time soon. I'm glad to hear you like the sword.  I wanted to let you know we have started looking in the earth kingdom colonies I'll try to send you a souvenir in my next letter. Almost all the earth kingdom citizens have green eyes but none quite like yours. 

Love, Zuko

love, Zuko?  If he loved me why would he leave me? I folded the letter putting it with the other one. 

I can't do this anymore. I just can't. I can barely make it throw the day. Every time I walk through the garden or look at the Earth Kingdom doll he gave  I cry. I miss him so much. I feel trapped. I don't want to eat or sleep or even drink.          

when he wrote To me again He sent me a locket with an emerald on it. I put the first letter he sent me folded up inside. 

I put it on and looked in the mirror. It really did match my eyes.