So...This is Feel The Rain. I just needed some Zutara. Its not finished by far but I will propably finish it in Ch2. I have started AA but...I think I might pitch what I have...which is like 3 sentences and start over. I will say this one is a little darker and more descriptive I guess...not really dark but I dont use as much humor as I do in AA. Its also in 3rd like the ever popular Love On and Off the Court.
R&R...plz!
I. OWN. NOTHING!!!!
The rain poured down outside. The blackness of the night was intensified by the gothic clouds that loomed over head. The only sound heard was the soft breathes of Katara as she listened and thought about the wonders of the rain around her. It was a show that always changed and you would never see...hear the same show again.
Katara sighed in thought as she got out of bed and headed for the balcony outside her window. She opened the the door and was greeted by the soft mist of the falling tears. She cuddled up in her arms and closed her eyes. Her and her Gran Gran used to do this when she was younger and had lived in Texas. In Texas...it really is a show. The lighting, the thunder and the swaying of the wind was sometimes all that came but Katara liked the sweet sound of the rain drops hitting the roof or windows. It felt like Katara was in another world. It also connected her with her dead grandmother.
Katara dropped the blanket she had grabbed and walked out into the rain. She couldn't help but smile as the water soon soaked through her tank top and cotton pants. She held up her arms and embraced the world around her laughing and crying. It had been a week since Gran Gran had past and how was Katara supposed to go on?
She leaned on the railing and looked at the black abyss below her. She then looked up and turned to look at the house next to her. It wasn't as dark as she thought it would be. The room closest to her had the light on and a figure standing and changing. She knew who it was, Zuko. He had lived next to her for 5 years now and they were pretty cool but nothing important and meaningful but Katara couldn't help but watch his pale, tall frame change. He must have just gotten back from a date with Mai because one his hair was wet and the same with his clothes. He was removing a leather jacket to show a soaked red t-shirt that Katara blushed at. He was built wonderfully well. She knew he played basketball and soccer but he seemed like he did more than those two sports. Katara shook her head and turned her head before she saw anything else. Changing was personal and she felt dirty yet excited at the same time thinking about it.
A loud clap of thunder roared through the sky. Katara didn't even jump at this noise. She just looked out at the road before her. The rain was calming which meant it was about to stop or get worse. The breeze stopped almost freezing the world around Katara.
"The calm before the storm," Katara whispered the words her Gran Gran had said many a time. She could almost make out the shape of the oak on in front of her when lighting lit up the sky. Katara looked over to Zuko's window and saw him staring at her. She turned and looked up to the sky and saw the transfer of lighting like what happens with our synapses in our brains.
The air smelled of rain and fall...the most wonderful smell in the world to Katara. A tear tickled down her face but she felt clean, pure, and so renewed.
She looked back at Zuko to see him naked from the hips up and a wide eyed expression. She smiled at him and bowed her head some. He opened his window and leaned out over the window sill. He lit some fire in the palm of his hand. She lifted her hands and took the water from his hair and let it fall to the black abyss. She looked straight into his amber eyes and saw amazement and excitement...like he was a kid again.
It looked as if he was about to talk when the sky filled with light and sound which made them both look up. Katara blew a kiss to the clouds and without looking back at Zuko returned to her room to sleep.
He closed his window after starring at where Katara had stood for a good 3 minutes. He had never seen her like that. Yes her clothes were wet and she looked like a goddess but she looked so sad and even more surprising she looked vulnerable. she always looked powerful, smart, and a little nerdy but never scared and alone; she always had her friends.
He closed the black curtains that would block the harsh world from him and made his way to his spacious bed. He fell into its welcoming arms knowing only sleep could ease this bull shit of a day. He had just found out his girlfriend was cheating on him with Azula...his sister.
He groaned as he crawled up to his pillows and fell into a sleep that was filled with water, blue, and the girl next door.
He couldn't help but watch her all day. He had her in all his classes but had never really looked at her. Blue eyes, brown wavy hair that was mostly in a pony tail, mocha skin, 5'6", an A or B+ student, fit and well endowed for his taste, and she was quiet. That was why he kept watching her. She wasn't loud like Ty Lee. She actually cared about school and what she wanted to do with her life.
She sat behind him to the left reading What's a Ghoul to Do? by Victoria Laurie. Weird Zuko thought as he turned from looking at "the window". He turned to Jet who was chatting his ear off about basketball and the girl with the nice butt.
"...So why is that sophomore in here?" Jet said pointing to Katara and catching Zuko's attention. They both turned to her and Zuko looked her up and down. She looked beautiful in her normal attire consisting of a gray jacket, a t-shirt that read 'Hugs NOT Drugs', and a nice fitting pair of jeans with black converse.
"...I mean I knew her grade school!" Jet said again.
"...You dated me last year, Jet, you should know I skipped a grade so to you I am a junior." Katara said without looking from her book. He did smirk when she did look over her glasses and book to glare at Jet. Zuko loved how her eyes glowed with emotion unlike his now ex-girlfriend. He felt so much better now that he wasn't dating Mai and her emoness. Sure he wasn't mister happy sunshine but he actually showed some of his boy emotions.
Living in Virginia in the fall meant some chilly weather in the morning but back up to 80. But today was no that day. It was like they were in Seattle. Katara took a deep breath in as she made her way to the track to do some element drills. She probably the only one who thought this but that didn't matter...all she knew was she felt at home when she was surrounded by water.
She walked with Suki, Sokka, Aang and Toph as the two couples talked about winter formal and sweet 16 parties. Katara had stopped listening by the 5th time Sokka got hit upside the head. She couldn't help but wonder why she felt this amazing. She had been through a week of hell and this Friday was turning out to be a good one. She smiled as she walked over to the waterbenders and waved to her friends. She ran into someone which turned out to be Zuko. She raised an eyebrow and saw that all the opposite elements were stationed together.
She blushed somewhat was Zuko smiled down at her...a small smile at least. He was about to talk when Coach Pallman walked onto the field and explained that people of opposite elements will be sparring against each other. Katara looked up at Zuko and could only see the scar that his father had left. It was a well known fact that when Zuko was 13 his father went totally mental and took it out Zuko's mom and Zuko himself. Zuko survived while Ursa didn't. Azula was away at Mai's house when this had happened so she was unaffected. Zuko now had to live with the permentant reminder on his pale face.
"Wanna be my partner?" Katara heard herself say before she really thought about it. Zuko smirked and nodded his head...
