Author's Notes: Little joke going on at the CAPSLOCK Sokkla community at Livejournal. This is for my fellow Sokklans.
Disclaimer: Avatar the Last Airbender is not mine.
Summary: Things you want subconsciously rises in the things you do.
The night was quiet, so Sokka's footsteps could be easily heard as he walked away from the campsite. He wanted to spend some alone time because sometimes it was just nice to spend some time to himself. He headed for the small body of water nearby, where everyone had washed up earlier. He sat down by the edge and looked up at the beautiful, starry sky.
Peaceful. It was nice and relaxing.
But it didn't last long because just then, to his surprise, something sprang up from the water. Consequently, he yelped.
There, in the middle of the pool, stood a beautiful siren with long, black hair. She turned her head toward him, and his felt like they were going to pop out of their socket. The siren was none other than Azula. What was she doing here?!
He felt his mouth go dry, and his jaw slightly hung down. She wasn't wearing very much, a red cloth that wrapped around her bosom and a short shirt. The fact that she was dripping wet, water cascading down every inch of her body, and the soaked clothing she wore gripped tightly to her skin left very little to the imagination.
She smirked down at him and gracefully, despite being in water, walked toward him. Sokka couldn't move an inch and was left gawking at her like an idiot. Azula leaned down until her lips reached his ear.
"Like what you see?" she whispered hotly.
Sokka gulped, unable to answer verbally. Azula looked enticingly at him before heading back to the middle of the water. Idiot! You have Suki!
"Leave!" her arm waved toward him, and before he knew it, she had surrounded the edge of the water with flames, thus obscuring his vision of her.
Sokka woke up panting. He cursed, that was his third time in a row dreaming about the princess. He sighed, relieved that this time she didn't ask, "Would you care to join me?" like the prior night. The dreams always ended with firebending, which he found odd since he wasn't too fond of firebending, but then again that was his least concern since the woman in his dreams was always the princess of the Fire Nation! It's not like he had a fetish for firebending, and Azula was a firebender so he guessed it was only natural that firebending was in the dream.
"And why did you paint me firebending?" he remembered Suki asking him.
Sokka looked over at Suki sleeping soundly, and gulped. Dreams tended to tell you what you wanted on a subconscious level. He shook his head; he definitely knew he didn't want to be a firebender. An image of Azula flashed acrossed his mind, and Sokka hit himself on the forehead. "Oh crap."