Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Playing With Fire ❯ Chapter 3

Playing With Fire

 

Their first meeting had been in a war stance. His palms sweating with the heat of the fire he held, hers frozen in the ice she wielded.

 

Their next meeting—real meeting—hadn't improved. (Tied to a post! Fire Nation brat.) His voice cool as ice and hers brimming with fire.

 

They met again and again, each time with more spit and fire. If ever a friendly greeting passed, it was frozen. Their elements, it seemed, so interchangeable.

 

Their first meeting had been war. Their last was consent.