Let It Die (AtLA) (Roku, Sozin)
Title: Let It Die
Rating: PG
Pairings/Characters: Roku, Sozin
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 396
A/N: I've been meaning to write something for Roku and Sozin for a while. They have such a bitter-sweet and tragic friendship. Title and concept taken from the song "Let It Die" by the Foo Fighters.
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“Come now, Roku.” He placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder, feeling his friend stiffen under his touch. The subtle, angry trembles in the Avatar’s muscles were faint and worrisome. “Be reasonable. You know I would never do anything if it wasn’t for your benefit.”
“No!” Roku turned, his glare sharp and intrusive. He batted Sozin’s hand away angrily. His expression threatened to soften at the surprise and hurt that flickered in the Fire Lord’s eyes. “This isn’t the way I want it! The Avatar’s job is to-”
“As though past Avatars’ haven’t used their powers for their own selfish desires.” Sozin frowned, looking away. “I want to do this for you, for us.”
“Sozin…” His resolve was melting quickly as old memories of younger days flooded his mind.
Their first meeting (“Roku, the palace advisor’s believe it is best that you befriend Prince Sozin.”) (“It is an honor-” “Your name is Roku, right? Father says we’ll be great friends. I think he’s right.”), their childhood days running around the palace (“C’mon, Roku! I want to show you this secret passage I found!”), reaching adolescence (“Promise me you won’t let any girl get in the way of our friendship.” “I swear it. You mean more to me than any girl ever could.”), sparring together as teens (“Is that all you’ve got? I expected better than that!” “I’m only playing! I’ll quit going easy on you if you want!” “Bring it!”)- it had been hard to imagine life without each other. Even when he was sent away to learn the other elements, the ghost of Sozin’s memory traveled with him (“Did you see that, Sozin?! I was flying! I was-” “You called me Sozin again.” “Sorry Gyatso.” “You miss him.” “More than you could imagine.”).
He bit his bottom lip, his eyes shut tightly, a partial growl emitting from his throat. He couldn’t allow himself to be swayed by distant memories of a past he couldn‘t go back to. He had to be firm, uncompromising. “No, Sozin. I can’t let this happen.”
“What about our friendship? Does it mean nothing to you?!” His voice signaled hurt and betrayal, his posture both offensive and defensive at the same time.
Roku turned, not able to face the man he once called friend. His voice tremored, cracked slightly as he walked away. “I wasn’t the one who let it die.”
Rating: PG
Pairings/Characters: Roku, Sozin
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 396
A/N: I've been meaning to write something for Roku and Sozin for a while. They have such a bitter-sweet and tragic friendship. Title and concept taken from the song "Let It Die" by the Foo Fighters.
_____________________________
“Come now, Roku.” He placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder, feeling his friend stiffen under his touch. The subtle, angry trembles in the Avatar’s muscles were faint and worrisome. “Be reasonable. You know I would never do anything if it wasn’t for your benefit.”
“No!” Roku turned, his glare sharp and intrusive. He batted Sozin’s hand away angrily. His expression threatened to soften at the surprise and hurt that flickered in the Fire Lord’s eyes. “This isn’t the way I want it! The Avatar’s job is to-”
“As though past Avatars’ haven’t used their powers for their own selfish desires.” Sozin frowned, looking away. “I want to do this for you, for us.”
“Sozin…” His resolve was melting quickly as old memories of younger days flooded his mind.
Their first meeting (“Roku, the palace advisor’s believe it is best that you befriend Prince Sozin.”) (“It is an honor-” “Your name is Roku, right? Father says we’ll be great friends. I think he’s right.”), their childhood days running around the palace (“C’mon, Roku! I want to show you this secret passage I found!”), reaching adolescence (“Promise me you won’t let any girl get in the way of our friendship.” “I swear it. You mean more to me than any girl ever could.”), sparring together as teens (“Is that all you’ve got? I expected better than that!” “I’m only playing! I’ll quit going easy on you if you want!” “Bring it!”)- it had been hard to imagine life without each other. Even when he was sent away to learn the other elements, the ghost of Sozin’s memory traveled with him (“Did you see that, Sozin?! I was flying! I was-” “You called me Sozin again.” “Sorry Gyatso.” “You miss him.” “More than you could imagine.”).
He bit his bottom lip, his eyes shut tightly, a partial growl emitting from his throat. He couldn’t allow himself to be swayed by distant memories of a past he couldn‘t go back to. He had to be firm, uncompromising. “No, Sozin. I can’t let this happen.”
“What about our friendship? Does it mean nothing to you?!” His voice signaled hurt and betrayal, his posture both offensive and defensive at the same time.
Roku turned, not able to face the man he once called friend. His voice tremored, cracked slightly as he walked away. “I wasn’t the one who let it die.”