1,092Yay! I haven't dropped off the face of the planet! also...I GOT MY LAPTOP BACK! This is the second to last chapter and i need people to comment: am I rushing or sucking at ending? Because it's one of my biggest issues is ending a story. If you've noticed, I like drop off endings. And this one does not...it's weird to me lol. anywho i hope you enjoy! :D
The Fire Lord nodded at the others as he rose to go to bed. He nodded at the airbenders as he headed for the hall. Katara had retired to her own bed an hour ago. A part of him contemplated heading over to see her.
"Well if you can spare a few days then I figured we could discuss some trade agreements or what not." Zuko tured to see Tam leaning against a wall inspecting his nails.
"I can send out a hawk and let my advisors know that I will be a few extra days." Zuko gave Tam a nod, which the older man returned. There was a loud echo of laughter. Tam turned toward it just as Zuko attempted to stifle another yawn. Tam looked back at the young Fire Lord and nodded at him before heading off toward the main hall.
Zuko turned and headed back up the stairs. He yawned loudly as he walked down a hallway, looking for the room that Aang had described to him earlier. Last door on the left. Zuko stopped at the door and slid it open.
The moonlight from the window revealed a room with a cushiony bed. A bed that supported a young water bender. A young water bender who was wearing his betrothal necklace.
Only his betrothal necklace.
Katara smirked at him before turning to crawl further up the bed, giving Zuko a delicious view of her rear. Zuko quickly closed the door and began shedding his clothes. His cock hardened with each sway of her hips while she crawled up to the pillows on his bed. She turned her head to look over her shoulder. Zuko quickly crawled onto the bed after her, wrapping his arm around her. Katara breathed out a moan as his cock pressed against her ass; his fingers moved past her stomach down to her core. Katara arched back into him in response to his fingers teased her clit. After a few moments he pushed one of his fingers deeper inside her, eliciting a moan from her.
Zuko nudged her opening with his cock but she turned her body, rolling so that she was lying on her back. She nuzzled his nose with her own, pulling him on top of her.
"Can you do that one thing for me?" Katara whispered into his ear. She sucked on his good ear as he attempted to think.
"What thing?" He groaned.
"You know." Katara's eyes danced with mischief, though a small blush ran across her cheeks. "The opposite of a blow job."
Zuko smirked and began to kiss Katara. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. He pulled away from her embrace; his lips moving to her neck. Katara let out a sigh as he slowly moved down her body: leaving kisses on every bit of skin he moved past. Katara's breath hitched as he moved past her belly button. Her hips rose off the bed in anticipation and Zuko smirked. He ran his fingers over her hips, bringing the cool digits down her thigh and bringing them back up to her sex.
"Zuko, please." Katara's fingers found their way to Zuko's hair, grasping it in anticipation. Zuko's finger pushed inside her. Katara moaned. She wriggled underneath Zuko's warm breath on her thigh. She gasped when his tongue darted inside her. His hands held her hips down on the bed while he plunged his tongue inside of her again, relishing the taste of her. He ran his tongue over her entire sex, Katara bucked against his face. Zuko pushed his face deeper into her, sucking in her juices. He could feel Katara's inner walls beginning to tighten around his fingers making him push into her quicker. His tongue whirled around her clit while he added another finger. Katara arched into him, her walls tightened around his fingers, her body reaching her climax. Katara held her hand over her mouth while a wave of pleasure cascaded through her body. Zuko's fingers pushed into her harder, making her arch more into him.
Katara let out a noise of frustration when his body heat left hers. Almost immediately she felt him move on top of her, his lips pushing against her own. Her tongue battled his, ignoring the strange taste that filtered through her mouth. His cock nudged her opening once again and she smirked against his lips as she spread her legs wider for him. Katara gasped from the pressure as he pushed into her, her walls tightening against his girth. Zuko let out a growl of pleasure, pushing all the way inside her. Katara leaned back into the pillows, relishing the fullness when Zuko began to move. His slow powerful thrusts made her moan while she gripped his shoulders, her nails leaving small red trails.
Zuko kissed her neck his pace beginning to speed up, her hips thrusting against his own in an attempt to gain more friction: for more of him. He gasped as she came again around him; biting her lip in an attempt to be quiet.
"Zuko," She moaned; throwing her head back into the pillows. He slammed into her, making her cry out as her body began to build towards its next climax. Zuko clenched the pillow behind her head, his own release not too far away. He thrust harder into her, her moans echoing in his ears. She wrapped her legs around his hips, thrusting up into him.
"Katara…" Zuko groaned. "I'm…about…" Zuko gasped feeling the pressure building heavily in his lower abdomen. Katara nodded as she arched her back, her walls tightening once more.
"Katara!" Zuko gasped pulling away from her, spilling himself on her. He breathed heavily while she pulled herself up to lean on her elbows.
"I think we need to do that more often." Katara sighed, her eyes hooded from pleasure.
Zuko collapsed next to her. "Yeah." He pulled her into his arms. "Just give me a minute."
Katara giggled and nuzzled his nose. They lay in silence, embracing each other.
"Katara?" Zuko frowned.
"Hmm?"
"What if Aang had walked in the door and not me?" Zuko eyed his fiancée.
"Then he'd have a hell of a mark on his face from the water whip I've been practicing." Katara frowned.
"He would've still seen." Zuko grimaced.
"I knew he wouldn't be up here." Katara smiled at her grumpy lover.
"How on earth would you have known for sure?" Zuko frowned.
"Toph's keeping him busy." Katara giggled.
Zuko made a face. "Ugh…" he shuddered. "Poor Toph."
A woman in a deep red robe sat by a pond underneath a tree. The shadows of the leaves fluttered against her and the ground. The woman's sleeves were rolled up past her elbows as her hands moved over the water. The water responded in turn by moving in small tendrils to follow the fingertips. Behind the woman, a young boy leaned against the tree, watching in fascination. The woman sighed and allowed the water to slip back into the pond, her other hand rubbing her swollen belly. She turned to look at the boy; blue eyes looked back at her.
Katara wriggled her nose against the sheets; morning light shone through a window. She cursed it inside her head while she turned and pulled the sheets over her tightly. The sheets pulled against her body, touching delicate, tender places. A smile crept over the water bender's lips as she recalled the night before. She opened her eyes to the small room. Sighing, she realized her man wasn't there.
Loud rapping on her door pulled her from her thoughts. Katara quickly donned some clothes and went to answer it.
"Move it, Sugar Queen." Toph pushed by the woman in a huff.
"What's your problem?" Katara frowned.
"Where to start?" Toph threw up her hands as she flopped down onto the bed. "Oh, this doesn't smell like sex at all." Toph sat back up and crossed her arms in irritation.
"What-"
"Am I ugly?" Toph turned to her. "Because last night I was practically throwing myself at the moron and either he really is that stupid or-"
"He's that stupid." Katara pinched the bridge of her nose.
"And then if that's not bad enough, I'm stuck listening to you guys go at it. I swear you are worse than Snoozles."
"Toph!"
"Zuko," Toph held her hand over her heart while making her voice extra high. "Can you please give me the opposite of a blow job."
"TOPH!" Katara screeched.
"And then on top of that," Toph continued, ignoring Katara's clenched fists. "Twinkletoes is in a sour mood over the whole Blue Spirit crap."
"Aang told you about that?" Katara narrowed her eyes.
"No, I just assumed that that was what had crawled up his ass." Toph turned her head in Katara's direction. "It's not that hard to hear other people's conversations, you know."
Katara blinked.
"So, Sparky actually killed the bastard." Toph turned her head away.
Katara looked at the floor.
"Poor Sparky; it had to have taken a lot of guts." Toph sighed. "Don't worry about it though, I have no one to tell and Aang will get one hell of a rockalanche if he tries to."
"Thanks Toph."
"Just keep Sparks in a good mood." Toph smirked, knowing she made Katara blush. "I think I actually heard the guy whistling this morning."
"It's an interesting idea in itself." Tam sighed. "When do you leave?"
"Nightfall." Zuko held a letter in his hand. "I would love to stay, but urgent matters."
"I understand." Tam nodded. "One must take care of his people first. I will decide before you leave."
"Decide what?" Aang walked up to the two. He popped the rest of a fruit pastry into his mouth.
"Fire Lord Zuko has invited me to join him in the Fire Nation. He's leaving tonight." Tam raised an eyebrow at the fruit smear across the teen's face.
"I thought you were staying a few nights so that you could talk trade." Toph walked up, followed closely by Katara.
"Well, Zuko does need to get going." Aang smiled cheerily. "Enjoy the Fire Nation."
Katara frowned at Aang before turning to Zuko. "Why are we leaving so soon?"
Zuko handed her the letter. "There are riots back home; bad ones." Zuko sighed. "My advisors are less than pleased with me not being there."
"Ozai supporters?" Toph asked. Zuko frowned at her before shaking his head.
"Doubtful," Zuko sighed. "They've been wearing blue spirit masks. They are celebrating his death."
"And how is that bad?" Toph asked. Aang frowned at her.
"Azula." Katara looked up from the letter.
Zuko sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "She's threatened to kill the next person wearing one of those masks. Mom's apparently been trying to defuse the situation, but it's going to escalate if I don't return soon.
"You think Azula will be okay?" Katara asked as she handed the letter back to Zuko.
"I think she's just really upset, I mean she was really close to our father." Zuko sighed.
"Too bad the Blue Spirit didn't think of that before he offed him." Aang crossed his arms.
SMACK!
Aang's eyes widened as the sting on his cheek became more prominent.
"Damn Sugar Queen." Toph raised an eyebrow as she snickered. The angry water bender glared at the Avatar.
Aang looked to his girlfriend.
"Oh please, you deserved it." Toph frowned.
It took everything in Zuko's will power not to collapse onto the ground and begin to kiss it. It became quite apparent within minutes of their trip back home that Tam had used that extra century of studying air bending to his advantage. A three-day trip had been turned into one and now Zuko had a bad feeling his lunch was going to end up in the dirt.
"I think I may be sick," Katara groaned as she collapsed onto the ground.
"I think a calming tea may settle the nerves." Iroh sighed as he leaned against the grounded airship.
"You act as if you have never flown before." Tam easily climbed out of the airship.
"ZUKO!" the four of them turned to see an irate woman heading their way. Right behind her was the chief of the Southern Water Tribe.
"You did warn your mother that you were taking off, didn't you?" Iroh raised an eyebrow.
"Did you mention to Hakoda we were kidnapping Katara?" Zuko eyed his uncle.
"Hmmm….that may have been a wise decision." Iroh said thoughtfully as he stroked his beard.
Ursa stopped in front of Zuko, Hakoda at her side. Hakoda eyed the old air bender for a moment, but turned his gaze onto Zuko and Katara.
"You leave for almost a week without warning?" Ursa's tone was deliberate and cold. Katara's eyes widened as she suddenly realized how alike Ursa and her daughter were.
"I had something of utmost importance to attend to." Zuko straightened to his full height, sounding authoritative.
"And you couldn't tell me?" Ursa glared.
"Uh…" Zuko blinked and then hung his head.
"You were gone! And so was Iroh. Then Katara was missing. What were we supposed to think? And then there are a thousand Blue Spirits running around the city. I thought you were murdered. You could have been killed! I spent all week worrying that some idiot blue vigilante killed all three of you."
"Katara." Hakoda frowned at his daughter. "How could you leave like that? Your brother and I were so worried."
"Not exactly my idea," Katara muttered. Her eyes shifted to Iroh.
"I think I left my lotus tile in the ship." Iroh smiled and made a hasty departure.
"Your brother has to leave for Kyoshi Island tomorrow; he was worried he wouldn't get to say goodbye." Hakoda frowned.
Tam cleared his throat beside them. They all turned to look at the older man.
"You must be Chief Hakoda." Tam extended his hand to Hakoda, who frowned but shook it. "I have heard much about you, as well as you, Ursa of the Fire Nation."
Ursa tilted her head in question.
"My name is Tam, leader of the Eastern Air Temple."
Zuko grimaced at the crowd in front of him. According to his mother, he owed her for making her worry to death. He sighed while the nobles gathered around the old air bender. One hundred years of no air benders, and we throw a soiree. Tam crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at something another noble had said. Tam casually levitated his plate with a small bit of air manipulation. Several people clapped but Tam seemed rather bored.
"This is nice." Zuko turned at Katara's voice. She sat beside him, playing with the water inside her cup. Her food was only half eaten her concentration was centered on the small bit of water she moved in loops.
"What's nice?" Zuko crossed his arms and frowned.
"For once, no one's staring at us." She flexed her fingers, thickening and thinning the loop.
"Enjoy it while it lasts." Zuko sighed. "I think my councilmen want to have a word with me later. And I'm pretty sure it's not a pleasant one."
"Well just tell them to screw off." Katara smirked as she froze the water into a loop.
"You're getting better at that." Zuko straightened up slightly and offered her a smile.
"I can feel myself getting stronger every day." Katara smiled.
"It's been such a wonderful evening," Azula's voice drifted over Katara's ear. Katara frowned turning to the woman.
"Feeling any better?" Zuko looked at his sister. She wore her hair in her signature style with a slimming red dress. Not a string nor a hair was out of place.
"If I see another 'Blue Spirit' I will personally see to it that he wishes he were dead." Azula's eyes gleamed.
"Any particular reason why you are here?" Katara manipulated the ice back into water; keeping head turned away from Azula.
"Actually, I thought we could hang out a little bit, Sis." Katara tried to keep herself from shivering. Zuko was right: it is creepier when she's being nice. "Also, I want to see the show."
"What show?" Katara looked toward Azula.
At that moment, a hush fell over the crowd as a lone voice became louder. Katara turned to see Ursa smiling at Tam while formally introducing him to the crowd. Tam nodded, a fake smile plastered on his face.
"Thank you so much for coming to visit our nation." Ursa's voice carried over to them.
"Fire Lord Zuko seemed rather adamant about our nations working together." Tam nodded toward Zuko; his smile became a smirk.
"And I also want to thank Katara of the Southern Water Tribe." Ursa turned toward Katara. Katara stiffened as everyone's eyes shifted to her.
"Told you." Zuko whispered.
Ursa held up her cup. "Thank you making it possible for me to see my son smile again. It makes me proud to be your future mother-in-law."
Zuko blinked for a moment, idly wondering if he had just died or if everyone in the room just forgot how to breathe. A few women's eyes narrowed at the couple.
Katara resisted the urge to stick her tongue out at the few women who glared daggers at her and opted to snuggle closer into his arm instead. "Thank you, Ursa." Katara raised her glass back at her. Almost immediately, chatter sprang back up, though most eyes remained on the couple.
"Can I borrow Sis?" Azula grabbed Katara's arm and dragged her off. Zuko turned to argue, but Katara's seat was immediately taken by Hakoda.
"We need to talk." Hakoda said.
"What do you want, Azula?" Katara frowned as Azula led her to a corner away from others.
"Do you know who he is?" Azula stared into her eyes.
"Who?" Katara frowned.
"The Blue Spirit." Azula's eyes searched Katara's.
Katara frowned. "I saw him once." Katara looked down. "Back in Ba Sing Se."
"Did you see his face?" Azula questioned.
"He never took off his mask; he didn't even speak." Katara looked up. "He ran off before I could figure out who he was."
Azula looked down in thought. "You wouldn't even tell me if you knew, would you?"
"Azula," Katara sighed. "Would it even help? There's nothing that can be done now."
"Is that how you felt when you met the man who slaughtered your mother?" Azula's eyes narrowed.
Katara's eyes widened as she watched the princess walk away.
Hakoda stared at Zuko. "In my tribe it is customary for the woman to stay with her family until the ceremony."
"Of course," Zuko nodded. "But in my nation it is completely normal for the woman to stay near the man or even with him to make sure they are a sure match."
"Due to certain 'happenings,' I want to stick to this tradition." Hakoda frowned. "And that is why tomorrow I am taking Katara with me back to the South Pole."
Zuko choked on his tea. "What?" A few guests turned to look at him. Zuko frowned at them and lowered his voice to a calmer, more even tone. "What do you mean back to the South Pole?"
"Just until the wedding." Hakoda crossed her arms. "So she can be with her family."
Zuko moved through the crowd. He nodded at his councilmen as he continued to search for blue. Blue dress, blue eyes, blue bracelet. How is it possible for her to disappear into a crowd of red? He turned to see Tam holding a small whirlwind in his hand. And a blip of yellow. A few people looked at Zuko, but their attention went back to the Airbender.
Zuko moved toward the edge of room. A small bit of blue caught his eye. He moved out the open doors walking out onto the veranda.
"So…" Zuko rubbed the back of his neck. "I just talked to your Dad."
"Yeah," Katara looked down. "He's still sticking to that tradition, isn't he?"
"You knew?" Zuko moved closer to her.
"Dad told me earlier when I was underground for a week." Katara turned to him.
"So, this is the last night I see you until the wedding?" Zuko sighed looking down into her eyes.
"Yeah." Katara leaned forward into Zuko's lips. His lips felt warm against hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His tongue darted against her lips and she opened her mouth, allowing him entrance. She sucked on his lower lip and felt a rumble against her while he attempted to stifle a growl. She pulled his head closer to hers allowing her to kiss him deeper, gripping a few loose strands of hair.
"I'm going to say that it's not political," Tam's voice sliced through.
Zuko groaned inwardly, turning to see his uncle, Tam and several of his councilmen looking at him.
"Fire Lord Zuko, may we speak to you for a moment?" a councilman asked.
"Can it wait till tomorrow?" Zuko held Katara close as Iroh chuckled. Katara smiled. She reached up and readjusted Zuko's crown. A few more strands of his hair came loose.
"Fire Lord Zuko," the councilman started.
"This is the last night my fiancée will be in the fire nation until the wedding. I think it can wait." Zuko frowned.
"I think we can discuss it." Iroh smiled at the councilman and winked at Zuko. "This way, gentlemen."
Tam waited a moment after they left. "They were complaining about your sudden engagement."
"I know." Zuko said quietly, holding onto Katara. "But I'm tired of not doing anything for myself." He looked down at Katara. "And I'm not letting her go."
Katara raised an eyebrow. "Maybe it's me who's not letting you go."
"So I assume I should talk trade with you in the morning?" Tam sighed.
"No, it's fine." Zuko sighed. "I'm pretty sure this is the closest to alone time we will get."
"BRO!" Sokka's arm somehow managed to wrap around Zuko's shoulders, pushing Katara's tight grip away.
"Sokka! Let go!" Zuko struggled against his grip.
"You have got to come see the South Pole! They've totally redid the whole thing since you were last there." Sokka began to lead Zuko off. Katara gave a small wave as she felt her heart ache. It's going to be a long couple of months. But I will write every chance I get.
Zuko peered back at her. I love you, Zuko.
So the next chapter is the last one! yep, the story is finally ending. If anyone follows me as an author and have read my latest craze: Ouran High School Host Club, then you should know that i'm contemplating writing a story for it...not just a PWP...though i have been working on one of those too lol. So please comment, review or just whatever. Always open to constructive criticism...though nonconstructive makes me cry :(