Just a quick little one-shot, while I decide whether or not I want to start a Zuko fan-fiction :) I don'town Avatar, or the song that inspired this -Lady and the Tramp's Bella Notte. Review/Fave/Follow!
"Noodles?" Zuko's eyebrows arched incredulously, as he stared at the huge plate that sat on the table before him. "Your idea of a of a romantic dinner is noodles?"
I ignored his disbelief, "Of course. We're eating Bella Notte style."
"Bella what?"
I rolled my eyes. Of course, he hadn't watched the greatest movie in all of existence; I had forgotten that this world didn't have Disney magic or any kind of movies like that. "Bella Notte," I explain as I sit beside him, "means beautiful night in Italian, another language in my world. When I was little, I used to watch this movie about two dogs -and there was a song called Bella Notte, where they would eat noodles together."
"So we're basically going to be imitating dogs," Zuko deadpanned.
I blinked at him. And then pointed a chop-stick at him, "If you ruin this for me, I will push you down a well."
He silently grabbed his own chopsticks and picked up a noodle, his lips closing around one end of it. I hastily snatched the other end of it before he could suck it all down, and placed it in my own mouth.
I met his gaze and almost laughed at his, 'what in the actual fuck' expression.
Luckily I knew my boyfriend well enough; he didn't dare let go of his side of the noodle. I sucked it in and he determinedly sucked back. As we wrestled with the noodle, our heads grew closer, until finally...
"Oh," Zuko's cheeks were speckled with blotches of red.
I grinned at him cheekily.
"That is Bella Notte style."