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The Proposal

This is basically how i remember that one scene from The Avatar and the Fire Princess.

for @azulaangweek day 6: Proposal

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Azulaang Week: Day 6: Lipstick

Azulaang Week

Day 6

Lipstick

Aang watched as Azula took her time inspecting her different tubes of lipstick.

“They all look the same. Red.” Aang commented.

Azula shook her head, “They are different shades of red.” She finally decided on a blood red.

“Wait,” Aang took the lipstick from her hand and wrapped his arms around her waist. He titled her head and kissed her deeply. “Okay, now you can apply it.”

She nuzzled her head under his chin, “Now you’re making me want to cancel.”

“Zuko will get suspicious,” Aang reminded her.

Azula smirked as she painted her lips, “You’re afraid of Zuzu?”

“Of course I am. He’s protective of you.”

She turned her head to look at him, “I’ll protect you.”

Aang kissed her hand, “My hero.”

*

“And this tea comes from the Northern Earth Kingdom. You can taste the undertone of cherry,” Iroh explained happily.

Aang and Azula nodded as they took a sip. “Uncle, remind me why Zuko had to cancel?”

“Oh um he said something about you and Aang being bigger tea aficionados than he is.” Iroh said absent-mindedly. “Katara just brought me orange blossom tea from the Fire Colonies and I left it upstairs. I’ll be right back.”

“Hurry back,” Aang said trying to hide his boredom.

“I’m going to kill him.” Azula decided when Iroh was out of earshot.

“Make sure you bury all your Uncle’s tea with him.” Aang half joked.

“He did this on purpose.” Zuko had invited them to the theatre but last minute he cancelled and stuck them with Iroh.

“Why would he do that?” Aang asked as he took another sip of tea.

“To cockblock us.” Azula said bluntly.

Aang chocked on his tea. He had to hit his chest a few times to get his breathing back to normal. “Oh..wow…I wasn’t even…not that I wouldn’t mind. Only if you wanted to! I have to use the bathroom.” He got up quickly.

Azula genuinely laughed at Aang’s discomfort.

“What’s so funny?” Iroh asked as he brought in a new pot of tea.

“Nothing, Uncle. Now you promised orange blossom tea?” 

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Azulaang Week: Day 5: Dancing

Azulaang Week

Day 5

Dancing

She huffed in frustration. Her fingers were still a bit numb from the cold outside. She decided to just wear her hair down. She was able to gather a bit from the top to keep her crown in place.

“I’m ready.” Azula stepped out into her parlor room where the Avatar waited.

Aang smiled and held his arm out to her, “You look beautiful.”

Azula only nodded as he led her down the intricate hallways.

She involuntarily squeezed his arm when the servants opened the doors to the dinning room.

Aang patted her hand, “It will be fun. Just stick with me.”

“About time Aang. I’m starving.” Sokka complained from his seat at the table.

“Thank you for escorting my sister, Aang. She forgets that not everyone runs on princess time.” Zuko didn’t look at Aang while he spoke. Instead he held Azula’s gaze.

“My apologies for keeping you and your guests waiting Zuko.” Azula smirked as she took her seat next to Aang. She could feel everyone’s eyes on her.

It was an awkward silence that fell over the group; made even more so when Sokka loudly whispered it into his sister’s ear.

Dinner was a silent affair for Azula while Zuko and his friend chatted. Once in a while Katara would kindly ask a question which Azula only had one word answers for.

Azula almost sighed with relief when Zuko clapped for the servants to clear the table. Her brother stood up and motioned for everyone to follow him.

Aang could tell Azula was confused so he whispered, “Drinks and music are hosted in the ballroom.”

She rolled her eyes, “Of course.”

The music was livelier than Zuko liked but Azula assumed it was to please his friends. A servant handed her a glass of wine. She took a small sip as her eyes examined the room. Everyone was chatting and laughing.

Aang came up behind her and took her drink. “Dance with me.”

“What?”

He smiled as he took her hand, “Trust me. It will be fun.”

He placed her hand on the small of her back and took the lead. “Don’t act so stiff, Princess. Zuko confessed that you two took years of dance lessons.”

Azula pouted in displeasure, “Zuko needs to learn to keep his mouth shut.”

Aang twirled her around and then brought her closer. His footwork was fancy. He was trying to showoff for the Princess.

Azula smirked and snapped her fingers. She motioned for the band to play a faster tune. The Fire Nation was once famous for it’s various salsa and mambo dances. Although most people no longer danced, the capital was an exception.

Aang was surprised by her sultry moves. He wasn’t familiar with all the footwork but he was a quick learner. Soon they were moving across the whole dance floor with all eyes on them.

“Am I still stiff?” Azula asked teasingly.

Aang brought her face dangerously close to his, “Never.”

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Azulaang Week: Day 4: Storm

Azulaang Week

Day 4

Storm

Azula never had to feel cold but she liked the tingling sensation against her skin. The rain was falling hard. She could feel the lightning in the distance just like she could feel the sun rising.

She tilted her head up, letting the water wash her face. Azula knew she shouldn’t linger. Zuko was waiting for her.

“Azula?” Aang called out. He bent the water to keep himself dry.

“Avatar.”

“What are you doing out here?”

“Enjoying the view.” She answered honestly.

“Zuko asked me to look for you. We are all waiting for you.”

“They’ll get started without me.” Azula pushed back a wet strand of hair behind her ear.

Aang took her hand and brought her under the protection of the nearest gazebo. Despite the heavy storm, the smell of the jasmine vines was strong. “You’re cold.”

Azula shrugged as she raised her body temperature, “It’s an odd sensation for me.”

“It must be odd to see your old enemies dining in your palace.” Aang ventured.

“Zuko’s palace.” Azula corrected him. There were no emotions in her amber hues. She was just stating a fact.

Aang nervously took her small hands in his. “If you ever need a break from the palace, I could take you the Southern Air Temple.”

Azula said nothing so he continued, “It’s secluded. We would be the only ones there.”

“I might take you up on that offer.” She could feel the lightning moving closer. “We might have to go in soon.”

Aang nodded, “If you want I can wait for you while you get ready. We can go to the dinner together.” 

Azula allowed him to lead her back into the palace, “What would your friends think?”

Aang smiled, “That I’m lucky to have the princess as an dinner companion.”

“I highly doubt that,” Azula mumbled. 

Aang turned around, placing his fingers under her chin so she would look up at him. “I don’t care what anyone else thinks. It’s what I’ll be thinking the whole time.”

Azula could see the honesty in his grey eyes. She pressed her cold lips against his warm ones. He was taken by surprise but eagerly returned her kiss.

When she broke the kiss he whispered, “Azula.”

“We have a dinner to go to.” She reminded him. 

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Azulaang Week - Day 2: Beach

Azulaang Week

Day 2

Beach

A knock on her door distracted Azula from her morning stretches. "What?"

The servant girl trembled. Although Azula had not actually hurt a servant since her release, no one wanted to be the first. "A message from the Avatar, Princess."

Azula snatched the note and waved the servant away. She quickly scanned the short note and smirked.

                                                                    *

Aang had just finished saddling Appa when Azula entered the stables. "Hey Princess! Right on time."

"Punctuality is very important." Azula handed him her carry on and allowed the monk to help her on top of Appa. She noticed a picnic basket, blankets, and a large umbrella already on the saddle. "Where exactly are we going?"

Aang gave her a sly smile, "I don't want to ruin the surprise. Appa, yip yip!"

Azula only shrugged her shoulders and made herself comfortable. She knew she should probably make small talk but she wasn't sure what to say. Luckily her date was very chatty.

"How do you like being back in the palace?" Aang asked.

"Just as I expected." She didn't want to elaborate so she switched the focus to him. "Why are you at the palace?"

"It's the only place that gives me real privacy while the Air Temples are being renovated." Aang could sense that Azula wasn't a talkative person so he let a comfortable silence fall before them.

                                                                 *

"We're here." Aang said excitedly. Appa landed on an isolated beach.

"I thought we were going to Ember Island." Azula stated as she took in the clear ocean and white sand.

"I thought you might enjoy some privacy." Aang explained as he set up the umbrella and blankets.

"I do." She took off her long dress, revealing a short swim skirt and bikini top.

Aang tried his best not to stare. "We aren't too far from the palace. It's just hard to get to this beach without a ski bison."

Azula nodded as she stepped closer to the shore. The water licked her feet. "What do we do now?"

Aang thought a moment, "Well, we could swim, play a game or relax."

Azula huffed at the idea of relaxing. "What kind of game?"

"Zuko says you're a fan of kuai ball."

Azula smirked, "Okay. Let's see if you're a worthy opponent."

Aang only laughed as he set up the net. He tossed the ball to her, "Your surf."

Azula punched the ball to his side of the net. Aang dove to toss it back. The ball bounced back and forth, neither one of them having a real advantage. After an hour of intense play, they were both running out of breath.

"How about first point wins?" Aang panted.

Azula nodded, "Deal."

She could tell that Aang was playing like an air bender instead of a fire bender. She decided to use that against him. She knew air benders were more comfortable with hand motions than foot ones so hurled the ball low. As she predicted, Aang dove to use his hands instead of his feet.

"I win." Azula smirked.

Aang bent over to catch his breath. "That was intense."

"I play to win." Azula remarked.

"You need to learn to relax."

Azula snorted, "Relax?"

"Ill teach you." He grabbed her hand and fell on the beach towels. "Now close your eyes and empty your mind."

She rolled her amber eyes but did as he instructed.

"Stop fidgeting. Feel the sun on your skin. Listen to the crash of the waves."

She held in a groan but decided to focus on the sun. It was warm enough for her not to use her inner fire. The sound of the waves was lulling. She took a peek at the Avatar but he was lightly snoring.

Azula closed her eyes. He trusted her enough to fall asleep on a deserted island with her, what could be more relaxing?

(Thanks for reading everyone! Don't forget to tag azulaang so we can all enjoy your work!)

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Azulaang Week - Day 1: Crimson

Hello All! 

You don't know how happy I am that my OTP has it's own week. I hope many of you participate. Please just tag Azulaang so those of us participating can track your work and help promote it. Check out my prompts on fanfiction.net under the same name, LavenderHillLove. 

Azulaang Week

Day 1

Crimson

“Hey! If I didn't know any better I'd think you were really trying to hurt me!” Aang quickly dodged sapphire flames.

“You aren't even trying.” Azula answered calmly as she landed a kick, bringing the Avatar down.

 With a thud Aang hit the training room floor. Azula was good, but Aang was faster. He turned her over and pinned her hands behind her head. Azula struggled but he was too heavy.

 “Admit that I win and I'll let you go.”

Azula tried one more time to push him off to no avail. “Fine, you win.”

 “One more thing. You owe me your fruit tart after dinner.”

 Azula rolled her eyes, “Fine.”

 Aang moved off her and helped her up.

 Azula dusted her self off. “I may owe you a fruit tart but you owe me new sparring clothes.” Azula turned for him to see the tear in her crimson sparring pants.

 Aang blushed, “That's not the only place it tore.” He pointed to the left side of her shirt. The gash revealed her breast binding.

 Azula huffed, “I can't go through the palace grounds in ripped clothes.”

 “Here,” Aang tossed her the cape he had taken off before sparring.

  She wrapped the orange silk around her shoulders.

 He walked her through the palace hallways. Luckily it was too early in the morning for anyone but a few servants to be walking around. All too quickly they reached her room door.

 Azula held the orange cape for him, “Thank you, Avatar. It's been a while since anyone has had the courage to spar with me.”

 “It was a pleasure, Princess.” He gently took the cape from her outstretched hand.

Before she could close the door he asked, “Would you like to do something with me some time?”

 Azula raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Didn't we just spar?”

 Aang blushed, “I meant something like a....um....date....”

 Azula held back snorting at his embarrassment. “A date? That sounds...entertaining. All right, Avatar. I'll see you tomorrow for our date.”  She walked into her rooms, firmly closing the door.

 Aang smiled at his luck. Now he just had to plan a date. As he walked to his own room, he held the cape up to his face. Her perfume of satsuma still lingered.