Rubik's Cube

A/N: I honestly don't know a good title for this. If you can think of one, put it in your review

Prologue

His footfalls echoed throughout the dark halls of the prison, he looked into the cells as he passed them. He was here for one person, his sister. As he walked, he heard the screams of the mentally deranged; he couldn't believe they put his sister here. She wasn't insane – she couldn't be.

He stopped at a cell at the very end of the hall and looked into the cell to see the once proud Fire Nation princess. Her arms chained above her head, her feet chained to the ground and a metal grate-like object over her mouth; as for if she were to spit fire, she'd only harm herself.

She looked pathetic. Her once beautiful hair matted, her head downcast as if she were bowing to the man standing at her cell. "Azula..." The man muttered as if he were thinking aloud. The former princess looked up, recognizing the voice.

The princess wasn't crazy. He knew it, the warden knew it and she knew it – or maybe she believed the murmurs of those who wanted her dead. But from what the current Fire Lord saw, her eyes were clear, sending him silent messages that made a chill run down his spine; traveling throughout the entirety of his body, giving him goose bumps.

Her eyes, relatively the most striking part about her, despite her cerulean flame. She wasn't like other firebenders; whose emotions were openly displayed through their eyes. Everything was masked. She didn't let anyone know who she was under it. But she was different now.

She looked into his eyes, a glare making his breath hitch in his throat. All her emotions were out on a tray. She hated him; that was clear. Her eyes, so full or rage, hatred and – he could barely believe it himself – hurt. "What do you want, brother?" She spat the word as if it were poisonous. "What have I done to deserve the presence of the Fire Lord?"

"Am I not allowed to see me little sister?" was Zuko's retaliation. Azula rolled her eyes.

Did he think she was an idiot? Her father trained her to read people like they were books.

"Do you think I'm stupid, Zuzu? Why else would you be here if you weren't after something. What do you want, to rub your position in my face? Go ahead," her head dropped slightly, the hurt in her eyes coming out just a little more "tell me how you were the lucky one." He couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

He's visited his father multiple times. His father told him about Azula, how she craved their mother's love and how she never got it. He told him about how Azula was simply his pawn, how he trained her not to feel, to not have emotion. "Love was a setback to her true potential. It needed to be eradicated from her senses. I made sure of it. I repeatedly told her that her mother could never love her." Zuko remembers the cruel smirk that played on his lips. "I told her that I loved her. That I cared for her, and that her mother thought she was a monster and simply couldn't understand. She was so naïve to think I wasn't lying. She had potential. She was my key to own the world, after that, I could care less."

"Fine," said Zuko "I am here for something."

Azula wasn't surprised in the slightest as she waited for him to continue. She lifted her head slightly and she heard more footsteps making their way down the hall; the warden. She's been here for almost six months, long enough to be able to know each person by their steps. The warden's steps were long and smooth and the guards' were quick, precise and matched.

She was getting impatient. "Well, what is it? Quit wasting my time, Zuzu."

"I'm here," he paused a moment before continuing "to take you home." Her eyes widened slightly. That was something that she was not expecting. She lifted her head completely to look straight into his eyes, the light glinting off of them to make her look more deadly then she already was. A figure appeared beside him soon after – the warden.

The warden fumbled for the key to her dark cell. After he found it, he quickly inserted it into its slot and turned it with a click that echoed through the halls. The door to the cell opened with a loud creak. The warden made his way in, clad in a usual guards uniform, and inserted the key into the cuffs around her ankles. He repeated the action until she was completely unchained.

She could barely believe it herself; her brother came to free her. She walked out slowly, unable to understand him for once. He smiled at her slightly and handed her the old armor that she used to wear. She looked at the armor and back to him. After string at him for a minute she went and put it on.

When she came back out, he was waiting for her, just like when they were children. She was confused, but that unwavering cold look was still in her eyes was still there. He hesitantly led her down the hall and out into the light.

He hoped this would help her. He didn't tell her anything yet. But he was planning on letting her live her life like she used to – just no killing people. He wanted to renew the bond they had when they were very small. He was all the family she had left, and she held the same position for him.

She was a puzzle; a complicated one at that. He hoped he could solve her, maybe even help her, she was his Rubik's Cube.

A/N: Hoped you guys like it so far. Read and Review to tell me what you think.