Did I care it had been three years since I had seen him?
No.
Did I care so much time had passed – that everything was changed?
No.
Did I care all the things I knew were different?
No.
Did I care Azula had spent the better part of his time gone insulting him in my presence?
No.
Did I care he had probably sated his lust of the flesh with other women?
No.
Did I care he was scarred?
No.
Did I care that patch of skin felt so rough, like the hide of a komodo rhino?
No.
Did I care?
No.
Did I care my hand was on his cheek, my lips on his, and – if only for just that moment – he was mine, all mine?
Yes.
A/N: Hey all, just a VERY quick drabble. It took me about two minutes to type so it should take you even less time to read~
Anyway, I got this idea reading the new ATLA comic I just bought. Talk about life-changing, that book has made me the happiest. I honestly can't stress that enough.
Now, now, my fellow Zutarians - I am still among you who walk the earth in hordes a plenty. But i dare say, I LOVE Maiko. Truly. The moments captured in the show between the two are truly heartwarming. Even if her way of handling a situation is just to simply kiss and put it aside...that parts a bit annoying. I love me my Maiko, but not to worry - i OBSESS over the fiery, sizzling hot passion that is Zutara more.
Well...that's all. Review. Please? I die slowly when people simply read and move on, or fave and move on. I'm appreciative and grateful. But nothing means more to me than a review.