Zutara Week

By (Captain Procrastination) Lil Black Bird

1 – Denim

He wasn't sure how he had gotten dragged to the Mall of all places. He hated the music, the crowds, the crying children and busy-body clerks. He disliked the food but it was slightly above par from cafeteria food and he loathed trying on clothing.

"Here try these." More clothing was dumped over the top of the changing room door. Zuko barely dodged the stack of jeans flying for his head. "And you'd better come out this time!"

"Katara…" he warned, his voice dropping low in annoyance.

"Come out or I'll send Toph in to 'inspect'" she warned and he knew she meant it. He could hear the blind girl laugh and say something crude, imagined the 'grabby hands' she was making before Aang stopped her.

"Fine." He snorted and started to change again. Katara's father was dragging the entire gang out on a weekend trip to the shore and the cabin they owned out there and Katara was insistent on getting them all outfitted for the colder nights. Zuko just could not understand why he needed more clothing. He had jeans for Agni's sakes.

"Hurry up Sparky!" Toph called out. The girls had already done their half of the shopping the day before (the guys had managed to slip away) but now it was their turn and so far Zuko was the brunt of every joke and sour situation (like usual.)

Zuko grabbed the first pair he laid his eyes on, dark blue with a few lines of lighter denim. It had a few pockets and a button fly (he found them annoying) and in his opinion looked too small. Shedding the pair of trousers, he had on he put them on and went to look for a shirt when he stopped all together…

"Payback" he thought as he ran his hands through his hair and opened the door, his shirt on the bench with his pants.

Katara was having way too much fun with Suki and Toph torturing poor Zuko. Aang and Sokka were easy to outfit and for the most part managed to avoid needing help from the girls. Katara seemed to have fun dressing Zuko up and teasing him. He really was too easy sometimes. Suki had pointed out that more often than not when someone picked on Zuko as much as she did that maybe she liked him.

"That's ridiculous." she thought but thoughts soon flew from her mind like turtle-ducks from a pond when the changing room door opened and Zuko stepped out.

"Well." He stated, his voice in that deep tone it only dropped into occasionally. It had a bored tone to it but Katara wasn't paying attention.

The jeans sat low on his hips, the edge of the bones visible above the belt line, along with the upper edge of his underwear. They clung to his legs but not enough to be uncomfortable, tapering down to the knee before flaring back out only slightly. They were just long enough to cover the tops of his bare feet; she couldn't stop staring at his flexing toes for a minute, otherwise she'd be focusing on that little trial of dark hair she spotted peaking just above the buttons to his fly…

"Hummm turn around." Suki said, raising her hand in the universal 'turn around' motion. With a sigh he did just that, the muscles in his belly and back moving beneath his pale skin. The back looked 'delicious'… that was the first word that bubbled to the surface of Katara's mind. While the front remained loose enough and comfortable looking the back hugged places just right. She never noticed with all the baggy pants he wore just how nice of an ass he had.

"Well do these pass Katara?" She shook her head and looked at him. He was peering over his shoulder on his good side, his amber eyes seeking her out and her alone through tousled hair. Toph was saying something and getting up, Suki was giggling and Aang was trying to keep Zuko from being molested by his girlfriend.

Katara could only nod.

"Ok then I'll try the others." He smirked a bit and went back into the room and she swore he was strutting

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