Azula: planning on how you're going to stick me back in the asylum?
Zuko: no, I was hoping that after our trip you could come home and while I am glad to see you have regained sense of your former self I need you to tell me what it is you are doing here.
Azula: Zuko, have I ever pleaded to you for help?
Zuko: just once, when you were six. You were scared of lightning and crawled into my bed, asked me to protect you. The next day you pretended like it never happened and we never spoke of it. answer question my question.
Azula: I need your help Zuzu.
Zuko swung around to face her, his face contorted with confusion and surprise. The brief moment that state lasted was quickly replaced by embarrassment. Azula stood clad in a small bed robe that barely made it to her thighs, long red stockings covered her legs and were held in place by golden rings on her feet, a matching set of arm sleeves were held in place by matching rings on her hands.
Zuko: By the Agni! What are you doing!
A smug look graced Azula's as she stared down her brother.
Azula: what's it look like. I am preparing for bed.
Zuko remembering how she loved the toy with him and immediately regained his composure.
Zuko: then I shall have the servants prepare your quarters.
Azula: don't bother, they are all either drunk or asleep and I do so hate causing a stir in the middle of the night.
It was a blatantly obvious lie coming from Azula but Zuko could think of nothing to say to counter her argument without exposing his unease.
Azula: Come on, get undressed and come to bed. It's going to be cold tonight and unless you plan on sleeping on the floor you should get changed as well.
Zuko stood dumbstruck as Azula crawled into his bed and began staring at him to spur him on. He looked up at the ceiling and muttered:
Zuko: I've come this far, might as well see where this goes.
Zuko began to undress and as he removed the top Half of his shirt Azula's eyes caught on the arcing scar on his chest that she herself had inflicted. Zuko's eyes caught hers but both said nothing. Zuko continued stripping down to his underwear without so much as looking at Azula. When he was done he awkwardly walked up to his bed and got in on the opposite side of Azula. A pregnant pause hung in the air as the two both stared at the ceiling without saying a word. Azula was the first to break the silence.
Azula: I have been thinking about mother a lot. The first two weeks after I ran away from that hut I spent in the woods, hearing her voice as it was chasing me. I decided that I would have to face her to be rid of this.
Zuko visibly tensed as his sister mentioned their mother but continued on in silence.
Azula: I went back but when I got there I saw mother with her face restored, playing with Kiyi, and I couldn't even move.
Azula started trembling as she spoke and warm tears streamed down her face. Zuko was left dumbfounded as he had never seen her in such a state.
Azula: mother was so happy, a new daughter, a new husband, a new life. She had cast me aside just like father did.
Zuko: That's not true and you know it, mother always loved you! Even after she had lost her memory she still regretted not being able to show that to you. We can go back to see her together and you can hear it as many times as you like from her.
Azula: I can't, not until I can do it myself.
Tears poured down her face and for the first time in memory Zuko drew her close and wrapped his arms around her.
Azula: even after everything I've done to you, you never gave up on me. Mother, father, Ty-lee, Mai, everyone but you.
Azula stifled her sob and pulled herselfs away fro Zukos's chest and looked him in the eyes.
Azula: After that night you protected from lightning I promised myself I would never let fear control me like that again. I made lightning mine, now it only gives me what I want. I finally understand what I need to do! The fear of not having the happiness I wanted with mother is controlling me so I need to make it mine. But I can't do it by myself, I need your help Zuko.
Here voice was pleading and hoarse, eyes red from tears, and hands trembling but she kept looking in to Zuko's golden eyes.
Zuko: Azula, we're family no matter what, we-
Azula cut him off by putting a finger on his mouth and Zuko stopped taking for a moment.
Azula: Not, yet. We aren’t a family yet.
Zuko: what do you mean.
Azula's right leg began to wind around Zuko's waist until she is straddling him, her undersized robe began to come loose to reveal thin wrappings just barely covering her shapely breasts and smooth bottom. Blood rushed through Zuko's body as a Azula pressed her bare skin against his, her breasts pushing down on his chest and her arms gently weaving themselves into the hair on the back of his head. She drew close to his face and whispered
Azula: I need your help Zuzu, help me become a mother.
to be continued