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    Zuko scoffed. “As always, I am the author of my own unhappiness.”

    Sokka hummed. “Years ago, when it was just us travelling together, we came across this fortune teller. I didn’t believe any of that mumbo-jumbo. But then she said that my life would be full of struggle and anguish, most of it self-inflicted.”

    It suited Zuko’s life extraordinarily well, he felt. “Sometimes, I feel like I’m the only person in the Fire Nation who has a vision of what it takes for this country to get better.”

    Sokka turned to face him, but Zuko looked resolutely forwards. “That can’t be true.”

    Zuko turns twenty-five. In spite of his best efforts, the Fire Nation seems to lurch from crisis to crisis. The firebenders have lost their flame, and the situation with the former colonies is only worsening. All the while, he's ill, lonely, and consumed by work.

    And on the other side of the country, Sokka has just moved in with one Master Piandao.

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    18 May 2026

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    [Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.

    “Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.

    What the fuck?

    “Sokka, I—”

    Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.

    What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]

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    An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.

    But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.

    Yeah, nah.

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    15 May 2026

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    And yet Nanami is probably the person best-positioned to know of his humanity. Because he’s the only one who’s seen Gojou’s naked vulnerability. For all his power and his techniques and his impossible confidence, Gojou is human. He can suffer, he can weep, and he can die. And his death is something the world of sorcery can’t afford. Gojou made them what they are today, and he can break them just as easily.

    So here Nanami is, watching him oppressively while he wolfs down his first meal in days, manic with exhaustion and unable to break out of his nosedive.

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    26 Apr 2026

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    In which Yuuji accidentally thirst traps Megumi.

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    10 Apr 2026

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    It’s like this— maybe Megumi has made mistakes in the past, errors in judgement, moved purely on impulse in a way that had a domino effect on Yuuji’s life, dragged him into a world of curses and violence. Maybe if he had the choice to go back, Megumi would be faster, smarter, make better choices and avoid every hospital in Sendai. But he can’t. What’s done is done. What he can do is be there for Yuuji now, when he needs him, so that he’d never have to look over his shoulder and find himself alone.
    Just like he said he would.

    “Okay,” Megumi says, relaxing his hands. He places them on the tabletop in front of him like he’s got nothing to hide, and stares straight ahead at the stove. “If you need help cleaning up your undercut, I can help you trim it. If you want.”

    Yuuji goes maddeningly silent for a moment, long enough for Megumi to regret even offering, until he blurts out a delighted “Really?”


    Two months after Shinjuku, Megumi helps Yuuji cut his hair.

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    07 Apr 2026