Grand Theft

Chapter-1 Bittersweet

As I wait I ask. What am I doing? Your not my significant other. Your everything my other lover could be if he was ever corrupted and turned against the world. You don't care what happens to others as long as your free. I hate you sometimes and desire your flesh on mine. I have a family while you have nothing to lose.

That was the case a year and a half ago. You were everything I hated. But then everything changed. You were a different person when you came back to the fire nation. A sexy, bright, new person. I never though you could change but you did. You grew on me and then I fell like a rock in deep water. I wanted you but I had someone.

You or Him.

You and him are so different. You skin so different from his. He is tan and cool, while you are ivory and hot. He smells like nature and the earth around us. You smell like streewberries and fire. His mouth taste like fresh water. You mouth taste like candy. Your skin taste like sugar and salt. His skin taste like brown sugar. Both of you have hands to die for, but something is different. I like the feel yours hands more.

Your eye's could set me on fire. One look from those golden pools and I could strip off all my clothing for you. You watch me and make moves in your head. Thinking about what your going to do to me next. His eye's are a beautiful gray. They shine and look at me with views of want and needs. They show me your of love.

Your voice is like vice grip on me. It is so sweet and and pulls me in every time. His voice is deep and manly. Firm and gentle. But both voices hold under tones. He can came be as firm and demanding when he wants to be. You can manipulate anyone. Your voice still stakes fear when turned against someone.

Your touch is like a rose petal with thorns. His is soft like a pollow. Your bodes both drive me wild. He is egger to please me. He is soft and gentle. No matter what he is loving and soft. Never going to soft or to hard. He takes his time and knows all the good spots on me. You are the same but different. You are spft but not all the time. Thie are times when me meet and you are mad. The nights were you are rough and unforgivig. The nights were nails marks were placed. Were bting and hair pulling is normal. Nights were you make me scream over and over. The nights when I don't want to go back to him.

Both of you even have different hair. Well he use to have hair. It was short and brown. But he did not like it and cut it. Your hair is another story. At first it was long and always keep in a topknot. But one day I saw you without it. Your hair blew in the wind and you looked sexier then ever. Then you cut your hair. Bad move. You had no idea what you where doing, it looked terrible. Now your hair is back to it's normal sexy self, but it's cut different. It's shorter, coming just below your shoulders.

He has grown so much in the last nine years. He saved the world you were trying to destroy. He stopped your father and stopped the war. After the war he went on to try and make more peace in the world which he is still trying to do. He has grown so much and became the man he was born to be. He has to spend most of time away from home. Our home for some reason is your home. After the war Zuko let us stay here and we never left. He had grown so much. He use to be a short boy. Now he's a six foot four man. He had matured and learned that everything was not peaches and cream.

You have also become a great woman, but it took time. After the war you had to go to a nut house. Zuko said "I can't just give up on her. Blood is thicker then water." I respect what he said, because if it was Sokka I would do the same thing. It took two years for you to come back and when you did you were a new person. When you left you were a girl, when you came back you were a woman. Everything had changed. You looked different, older and wiser. You had grown maybe 4 inches. You and Zuko grow to be tall. When you left you were a few inches taller then me now your like a five foot ten tower. You had gained weight but it was muscle any person could see that. You were sexier then ever. Firm in all the right places and soft as a baby in others.

Aang or Azula.

Now when you got back, it was not easy. People were not quick to welcome you, but Zuko helped you. He was by you side no matter what. He always said "she's my little sister." He never pushed you into things just encouraged you to try things. You and him are so close. He helped you become friends with anybody you meet, which is why you have a gang of friends now.

You, Sokka, and Suki go hunting every time they come to visit. It took time for them to forgive you but they did. Mai and Ty Lee are your best friends again. I think I heard Ty Lee talking about moving back to to fire nation again. Momo is with you all the time. I think he lives on your shoulder. Tohp and you fight all the time but it's in good fun. You both scheme together to see who can talk people into doing crazy things. You and Irop are close to. When you came back he said "Although she was evil, she is my niece and a child. She never had a chance with Ozai. I want to help her anyway I can." He often has you go to visit him in Ba Sing Se to his tea shop. You and him play Pia Sho for hours at a time. You and Aang are very good friends. You and him spar every day. You hang out and have deep talks together. Your like his best friend.

I look around the large room. The room we have shared for over a year. This room gave we to lust a destiny unfilled. I told you I hated you in this room and a couple hours later I screamed your name. It's almost funny how you can manipulate people. But lately I haven't felt manipulated, just seduced. I will never know what draws you to me. Your love like a need that is never filled. I wonder what the god's where thinking. Is this a choice I'm suppose to be making?

He is sleeping right now in our room. While I'm yours waiting for you. He spent the whole day trying to keep this new found peace. Whole you laid around in a dream like peace. I love him but I'm not in love. With you it's love and lust. You say it enough were if you didn't say it I would feel wired. Sometimes during sex or when I'm leaving I hear, it each time is better.

I lay on your bed and can see my self. Yes, you do have mirrors on the ceiling. I remember that day like it just happened. You said they made the sex better, you were right. I get to see all of you when I'm on the bottom. Your hips as the glide and thrust into mine. Your back a canvas were our love and you nationalism is shown

His back is almost like your's. His tattoo's go all around his body. They represent his people. Your tattoo is the same thing but different. You have a symbol of the fire nation on your back. It's blue a another symbol of who you are. You also have your name in bold letters. I had never seen a tattoo like it before. But there is also something else there. Bite marks, claw marks, and everything in between. I've marked you as mine. His back is does not have my markings on it at all. He is to gentle and soft to mark. You have left me with bruises and passion marks that if I don't heal quickly could take days to get rid of on their own. He is to gentle to mark me as his. He is soft.

I hear a sound at the door and know it's you. You make little sound and slip in the room. I can just see you. You have on a red mask and leather gloves from what I can see. When you move closer I see the rest. You wear a black cloak and drop it to the floor. Yourbody perfection, strong muscle, no marks or scars, and the most beautiful ass and breast I've ever seen. You walk over to me and I know you did this all for me.

You grab my legs. The leather felt so good. You spread my legs and slip a hand under my robe. I can feel the leather touch my in places were it has never been before. Your other hand goes to the back of her head. You pull me into a tight kiss. Your lips soft like a rose but they always burn me. "Take off your robe." I do as I'm told. You pull your hands from my body and I feel cold. The robe I have on slips off and lands on the floor. You take off one of your gloves and run your it threw my hair. The other glove stays on. The mask and gloves were apart of a fantasy I told you I had wanted to fulfill. You always fill them for me.

You push me on the bed and climb on top of me. A soft hand and a leather glove touch my thighs. You spreed my legs and whisper in my ear. "Today is the one year anniversary of the first time we made love."

You always know just what to say. Your ungloved hand goes inside of me and in dig my nails in your back. You never scream of even give a hint that it hurts. You just go with the flow. I run a hand do your back and feel the marks that are still healing. My hand garb's your behind. Your tongue licks a trail from my cheek to my neck. I can feel you biting me and marking me as yours.

"Ohhhhh." I let out a small moan that seems to turn you on more. I can feel your wetness on my leg. You start to stoke faster and I can feel your body heat rising. You growl and start to hump my leg. I love when you get like this. I want to make you come so bad. Start to thrust harder on your hand and move my leg faster under you. Your gloved hand pulls a hand full of hair and starts to pull. I hiss at the sweetness. It's your way of showing you like it. I can feel a warming in my lower belly. I know I'm close to coming. Then you do it, you heat your hand a little. It sends me over the edge. I feel like I'm falling into a blazing inferno. And then you cum, you arch your back and hiss my name. "Katara." You quickly pull your fingers out of me as you firebend and let out to fire balls. Seeing you lose control never gets old.

I look up at you and smile. "Was it good?" I ask knowing what your going to say.

"It's always good." You lean down and kiss me. A gentle kiss that makes me think of Aang. He's alone in our bedroom. Thinking I'm in the library and I'm here with you. I sadden at the though. You notice the look on my face.

"Go back to him." You say. I would have to go back soon but not this soon. I can never spend the night and can't stay in here to long. People will start to think things, but one person does know. Ty Lee, Azula's best friend. She walked in on us one day. She was not mad at us but sad for Aang. She once told Azula to leave me. Not for Aang, but so Azula could find someone that could be with just her. It was bittersweet for me. I wanted to be with her but it would hurt Aang. I know I can't do this forever, soon I'll have to choose who to be with.

The Avatar or Princess Fire bending Master.