Chapter X
Sokka's shoulder were hunched over, his head down, his hands together, everything about his posture said he was withdrawn, as though hiding from something, or someone. How had he gotten into this mess? How could the police possibly think he had something to do with Suki's disappearance?
Fuck. Where was Suki?
He hoped like hell, she was okay. He wouldn't be able to bear it if she were hurt.
Suppressing a agitated groan, he called himself seven kinds of fool. How could he have been so blind, so arrogant, and so harsh as to call her a bitch? She was anything but that! If he could only do one more thing in life, it would be to t
Zutara Part 11 A Quick Good Bye by TheAngstyPoet, literature
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Zutara Part 11 A Quick Good Bye
Blinking her eyes open, Katara wondered how long she had slept. Fidgeting and stretching Katara felt something behind her. She looked down and saw a tan arm around her waist. Turning slowly she discovered that Zuko was dozing quietly next to her. At first she was alarmed until she remembered before.
Katara felt shame wash over her again, she felt bad for hitting Zuko and lying to Toph. It was wrong. She clenched her eyes shut pushing the memories away. Looking back at Zuko, he looked peaceful. His face had a softness about it and some hair had come out of his top know falling into his eyes. Zuko looked almost like another person showing the
Water Fight Zutara Part 3, the steamiest one yet by TheAngstyPoet, literature
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Water Fight Zutara Part 3, the steamiest one yet
"Katara. What are you doing here?" cutting through her thoughts, Zuko was at the entrance of the small courtyard. The water whip she had been practicing fell and she couldn't seem to find her voice. Looking at the sky instead of his face she could she see birds flying overhead.
"I was practicing. What are you doing here?" Smart move. Questioning the 'Fire Lord.' It was as if it weren't bad enough that she liked him, he had found her as well.
"This is my private courtyard since this is my palace." His voice monotone and eyes seared into hers. Her stomach felt like filled with bees than butterflies. The way he spoke was so aggravating. He w
ZW: 2011: Your Duty To Protect by missscarlet45, literature
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ZW: 2011: Your Duty To Protect
"Brave soldier boy...comes marching..."
Fire Lord Zuko closed the door to Iroh's suite, inconspicuously wiping at his face as he did so. It was his cousin's birthday today. This was the only day of the year that his uncle chose fire whiskey over ginseng tea.
They all lost many people throughout their lives. He his mother, Ursa and Iroh his wife and son, Lu Ten.
So much loss got to you sometimes. Even if Zuko kept it inside, there were times when he would explode with fire and rage. Anger at himself for not being awake when his mother held him for the last time. Regret for not getting out of his studies fast enough to go see his cousin and
"Come on, Kya! Faster! Yes, that's it. You're late on that punch."
The young princess repeated the move, earning a tight nod from her father. He watched as she flipped and brought a trail of fire from her foot, landing and then shooting her orange flames out of both her palms. The Fire Lord smirked as he watched his youngest. She was a prodigy all right.
The two sparred every morning until Kya was on the floor, covered in sweat and their breaths were coming out in gasps.
It was the only way the two truly connected.
Zuko offered the princess his hand and she took it with a firm grip."You did great, honey. You really are coming along in you
Zutara Week 2011: You Bear It by missscarlet45, literature
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Zutara Week 2011: You Bear It
She hadn't killed him.
Zuko still couldn't get passed the events that had happened today. She had the weapons of ice sharpened like blades, heading toward Yon Rha at amazing speed. She executed a disciplined form of bending that the prince had never seen her use before. In itself, her whole being was poised to kill. A precision fit for an assassin.
But, while the blades had flown toward the coward's face, the firebender realized in that moment that maybe it was all a mistake.
The girl who he had helped track down her mother's killer was not Katara. It was a pseudonym. An icy mask that took hold of the real girl unexpectedly.
Ju
Never Give Up Without a Fight by missscarlet45, literature
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Never Give Up Without a Fight
He just wouldn't stop staring.
The ball was in full swing with many governors and nobles dancing across the floor. She was sitting at the table, nursing a bit of cider hoping to not catch his gaze once again. The gold liquid swirled as she moved her glass in her hand, mesmerizing her. The liquid was about a shade darker than his bright eyes.
Slowly, she looked out of the corner of her eye to find that he was talking with the new king of the Earth Kingdom. Without knowing it, she let out the breath she was holding.
"Would you like to dance, Katara?"
The waterbender looked up to find a man in green smiling down at her. She gave a relieved g
Don't Worry Your Sweet Mind by missscarlet45, literature
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Don't Worry Your Sweet Mind
The Fire Lord's office doors slammed open, a screech of anger coming straight after.
"Daddy!"
Zuko looked up to find his teenage daughter with an annoyed look on her face. He inwardly groaned. "What is it, Akari?" he sighed.
Akari stomped to her father's desk and sat on it, crossing her legs under her. "Kya and her stupid boyfriend are annoying the hell out of me. And they keep kissing and, ugh! I want to strangle her because she's constantly whining and acting like a child! And he just laughs and kisses her forehead and hugs her! I feel like dragging them into the pond and freezing them there!"
The Fire Lord leaned back into his chair an