Moments
"Katara, would you mind if I showed you something?"
"Certainly. What is it?" the girl asked.
It had been four years since Zuko was crowned Firelord, and the Original Group still kept in very close contact, despite circumnavigating the world time and time over to prevent utter diplomatic failure. At the moment, Katara and the others had been invited to the Palace for a small get-together: drinks, stories, and the like.
"It's just over here." the Firelord said, leading the Water Tribe woman down one of the many hallways that navigated the palace.
The pair walked down what seemed like endless corridors until arriving at a small, unadorned door.
After the war ended, Katara and Aang
began a relationship, while Zuko stuck with his relationship with Mai until the very last second, and it ended by blowing up in his face and having Mai dragged forcibly from the palace. After that very shocking and public incident, Zuko never seemed to be romantically involved with anyone to the group's knowledge.
"After you." Zuko ushered Katara in, who was slightly startled at the room's decor: Water Tribe artifacts hung on the walls and penguin-seal pelts rugged the floor while a fire burned warmly at the other end of the room.
"Oh, Zuko, what is this?" she asked, placing her hands on her chest.
"It's for you. I had it designed just for you." Zuko gently pulled her hands off her chest and enclosed them in his own.
The air in the room was stifling with tension and heat from the fire.
"You made it for me?" the woman asked, looking around slowly. "But why?"
"For some time now, I've felt a certain way around you. I think we're supposed to be more than friends." Confidence was an absolute necessity to the Fire Lord, and Zuko was brimming with confidence.
"But, Zuko!... I... What about Aang?" She said.
"Aang's a kid. He'll get over it."
The tension was insurmountable. The fire roared cracklingly, casting of dissonant shadows about the room. Katara's eyes stared wateringly into the eyes of the taller man, who returned the look with as much passion and vigor as hers.
A fire burned, not just in the room, but in their hearts.
Slowly, Katara inched her head forward. Zuko closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly to close the gap.
Their lips were all but brushing. The moment was perfect.
In an instant of pure inconvenient timing, there was a scratching outside the door, followed by a grunt, then a splintery sound and the door was concussed off its hinges by a booted foot.
"Sokka?" the two gasped simultaneously as the man stepped forward.
"Katara, I forbid you from seeing the man!" he ordered forcefully.
"I- uh-, why?" she stepped back in shock.
"Because-" the man walked off the door and to Zuko, wrapping him up in his arms and brushing his face against the Fire Lord's cheek. "-this man is my lover."
Zuko lifted his hands to return the suitor's embrace, locking him in a passionate kiss. Katara could only watch in shock as the surprise yaoi unfolded before her.
"Uh... Ok... See ya Zuko..." Katara took care to step over the door on her way out, leaving Zuko and Sokka to rut around on the pelts.
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He he, I am so bad!
The working title for this was "C-c-c-combo breaker!", even though I wrote this out entirely in one night.