I have a short drabble series planned out for this. So here is Zutara month day 20- honeymoon.

And no, it doesn't have any smut. Apologies. Will have two more chapters but can be read as a standalone fic.

Katara giggled as her new husband trailed kisses from her neck to her jawline before eventually reaching her lips. Their kiss didn't end as Zuko backed her up against the door, fumbling with the doorknob.

"Damn- thing- won't- turn!" He growled into her neck. She glanced down at the hand that wasn't currently trying to get her dress open.

"I think," she swatted his hand out of the way and grabbed the knob, turning it in the opposite direction he had been, "you were turning it the wrong direction". Zuko didn't grace her with a response as they stumbled into his Ember Island home, as he was busy trying to simultaneously steady himself and remove her dress.

It was at the precise moment that Katara had managed to loosen the tie about his waist so that she could get one of her hands under his shirt that a voice neither of them wanted to hear graced their ears.

"Why here? Of all places, why would they take Appa and go to Ember Island?" It was indeed Sokka. They froze upon this realization, and Katara darted out of Zuko's reach. He was taking longer than she was to regain his senses, and Katara recognized that this was most certainly not a manner in which they wanted to be discovered by anyone, much less her brother and spirits only knew who else.

"I dunno," came the hesitant voice of Suki. "Maybe Zuko was nervous for his coronation and Katara offered to take him on Appa," she suggested. They heard the soft growl of the bison, who was greeting the newcomers.

Katara was wondering how they managed to get there to begin with when she heard Toph's voice. "Did you guys really have to bring me along? Flying in an air balloon doesn't suck any less than flying on a sky bison- Uhhhh guys…" she trailed off.

"What?" Sokka asked casually as his voice grew closer.

"Zuko!" She hissed. His eyes were still glazed over; she had been pressed up against him only moments ago, after all. She snapped her fingers in front of his face to get his attention. It seemed to work, as he looked at her. "Fix your clothes!" she, too, was attempting to right her dress with one hand and smooth her hair down with the other (he had taken it down during the flight there), but she was thus far unsuccessful in either.

"Sokka, don't go in there!" Said Toph in a tone that made her sound quite uncomfortable.

"Of course we're gonna go in here! This is the first place we should check for them!" Sokka said exasperatedly. Katara gestured wildly at Zuko to rearrange his clothing as she busied herself with smoothing her hair.

He was adjusting his inner shirt (the outer one and belt were still quite loose) when she grabbed his hand and dragged him along by it, searching for a place to hide.

"Really, you don't wanna go in ther-" Toph was cut off by the opening of the door. Both Katara and Zuko stopped all movement.

"There you guys are!" Sokka jogged over to them. Toph and Suki were close behind him, and both were clearly very uncomfortable. "Zuko, buddy," he said, clapping his (unbeknownst to him) brother-in-law on the shoulder. "I get that you're nervous about the coronation. Public speaking's a bitch. But it is kinda important that you don't leave the night before."

Zuko turned around and Sokka's hand fell from the future Fire Lord's shoulder. Katara, too, turned around to face the others, her face a similar picture of sheepishness as her husband's.

"N-nice necklace, Katara," Suki said in an attempt to move things along.

"Wha-" Sokka turned his head slightly to glance at his approaching girlfriend before turning his head back to his sister, his eyes on her neck. "Yeah, what's up with the new one?" He asked, growing slightly suspicious.

Well. Katara thought to herself. I guess not even Sokka is that oblivious. "It, was, uh, a gift," she coughed awkwardly. It was quite similar to her mother's necklace, but her own element's symbol was overlayed with a fire symbol, carefully painted with red dye against the blue carving. Similar though it may have been to her mother's necklace, which was currently tied to her breast bindings, it was distinctly different, and she supposed the red ribbon she used to tie it around her neck probably didn't help, either.

"Kind of a… Fire Nation-y gift, don't ya think?" Sokka said, his voice increasingly suspicious.

Suki approached Katara. "Don't the Water Tribes use necklaces like that as a symbol of being engaged?"

Once again, Katara coughed awkwardly. "Y-yes, they are a traditionally used as betrothal necklaces," she stuttered out.

"So… Why would you have a new one? A Fire Nation-y one, too." Sokka demanded. "And why would you come here with Zuko, anyway?" He glanced at the taller boy, and it did not go unnoticed that he had not yet spoken.

"Bah!" All eyes turned in Toph's direction as she moved from her place leaning against the wall and towards the other four. "Screw this. Why do you idiots think I didn't wanna come with you? It's pretty damn clear what's going on!"

"What is going on?" Sokka's voice was dangerous now, and Zuko found he had a strong urge to snatch Katara up and run in the opposite direction.

"I heard it all," said Toph flatly, her face turning slightly in the direction of the new couple. Their faces fell into further discomfort. "I heard you two making your vows in front of that Fire Sage, and I certainly felt what you were up to in here."

"WHAT?!" Sokka yelled, rounding on Zuko. He stormed up to the taller boy, "What- did- you- do- to- my- sister?!" He demanded, poking Zuko in the chest to punctuate each word.

"Uh…" was Zuko's only response.

Katara wisely chose this moment to step forward. "He gave me a betrothal necklace and I accepted it. Calm down, Sokka."

"WHAT?!" Sokka repeated. "Katara, you- you're- you aren't even of marrying age!"

Katara rolled her eyes in reply to this. "I fought a war with him. He almost died -because of me, I might add- so I think I'm old enough to get married."

"NO YOU'RE NOT! AND you are not old enough to fucking elope!" Her brother bellowed. He reached out and grabbed her arm. "C'mon. We're going back to the Capital, and Dad is going to hear about this, and-"

Zuko pulled Katara out of Sokka's grip. "No," he stated flatly. Sokka looked at him furiously and opened his mouth, but Zuko spoke first. "She's my wife. Therefore, she is also the Fire Princess and the future Fire Lady."

"Are- are you trying to say she's not my sister anymore?" Sokka snapped.

"No," Zuko responded. "I'm saying that she's not just your sister anymore. She's also married to the man who's going to become Fire Lord tomorrow. I'm saying that she may be your sister, but she's also my wife and a very important woman."

Again, Sokka clearly planned on opening his mouth, and again it did not work out for him. This time, however, it was Katara who prevented him from speaking. "I love you, Sokka," she began, stepping forward. "But I love Zuko, too. I'm happy to be married to him. Can't you respect my happiness?"

Sokka's expression softened, but only slightly. "I still say you're too young for this. You're fourteen, Katara. And he's- he's two years older than you!"

"You're just coming up with excuses why I shouldn't be with him. You're two years older than me!" Katara crossed her arms.

"Are you saying I'm old? We're the same age!" Zuko was clearly affronted by Sokka words, as he responded to them at the same moment as Katara.

"And you didn't mind when I dated Jet! He was sixteen, too! You even said I should kiss him, remember?"

"I was joking! I wasn't serious!" Sokka returned, completely ignoring Zuko. Zuko, however, was even further displeased by Katara's comment about Jet.

"You kissed jet?" He demanded, turning to her, jealously evident.

"Look, Sokka," she said, waving her husband's inquiry off, mumbling, "like you didn't do more with Mai," in his direction, before continuing- "I really do love Zuko." This seemed to pacify her husband into silence.

"Ugh!" groaned her brother. "Fine!" he stomped angrily out the door.

Suki smiled at Katara then. "Don't worry. I'll make sure he doesn't say anything." She turned to Toph. "You won't say anything either, right?"

"I didn't wanna deal with it in the first place," she deadpanned.

"Thanks, Suki," Katara smiled gratefully.

The older girl hugged Katara in response. "I'm really happy for you."

Katara smiled again as Suki followed Toph out the door, shutting it behind her. The grumbling of an angry older brother could be heard with his girlfriend calmly pacifying him in response as their voices faded.

It was silent for a moment before Zuko turned to Katara. "Seriously though, did you and Jet do anything besides kiss?"

Katara glanced sideways at her husband. "No."

Zuko's jealously abated somewhat, and he said, "good."

"But I may have with Aang," Katara turned to walk upstairs, smiling at the obvious lie where he couldn't see her.

"What?! Seriously?!" He followed her up, moving to stand beside her on the step.

"Maybe," she said, casually looking up at him.

"No way," he grinned, realizing her game. "Definitely not."

"Quite possibly so."

"Nope," he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him, very much looking forward to their kiss.