AN: Hey everybody! I'm back into writing again and finally got this done. This is the third and final in my Sokkla series, the first two being Stranded in Ba Sueng and Trapped in Paradise. Hope you all like it :D

IMPORTANT NOTE: If you haven't read Stranded in Ba Sueng the prelude won't make sense, but if you want to read it anyway I'll give a recap: Sokka and Azula wake up together with no memories of the night before, and they search the earth kingdom city, Ba Sueng, looking for their respective teammates and trying to piece together memories of the night before. At the end, there were still some unanswered questions of how they went from being together to being "together"...until now! dun dun dun XD

As for the main story, reading the first two is not necessary to enjoy the story, but there are some references to the others that might not make sense- you'll know where they are becuase there will be words like 'deja vu' and 'nostalgia' or 'i remember when...'. But hey- if you like Sokkla then I welcome you to go read them anyway just for the enjoyment!

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING!

The Water Bender Wedding: Prelude

Sokka groaned as the earth kingdom street bustled with people walking to and fro, but he was stuck holding hands with this monster that was supposedly a woman.

"Can I leave?" Sokka whined. "What am I, a hostage?" he looked at the fire princess, irritated that she was keeping him with her. She gripped his hand hard, so hard that he wondered whether his fingers would go numb.

"NO!" she growled at him, "Now quit asking!" It was about the 10th time he had asked. She knew he was trying to wear her out, but it wasn't going to work. She wasn't quite sure why, but she thought it would be a good idea to keep him with her. Not as a hostage, but as bait for the avatar. With the water peasant missing, he would surely return and she could have a second chance at apprehending him. Ideally, she could find Mai and Ty Lee before such an encounter, but they were both missing.

Sokka sighed as he watched the golden sun set in the distance, sinking below the dusty city buildings. What did this crazy bitch want with him? After she had lost the avatar, she spotted him and decided to kidnap him with no apparent reason or purpose…or at least not one that she had felt like sharing.

"Can we at least eat? I'm hungry!" he whined again. He had figured out by now that she was not going to attack him, making him feel a little braver. If she was going to do this to him he didn't care if he made her life miserable by acting like a jerk. Surprisingly, she nodded.

"I'm hungry too."

They went to the nearest cheap restaurant and ate and drank in silence until Sokka decided that he wanted to mess with her. He had felt intimidated by her earlier, but over the course of the meal he felt himself becoming more relaxed and getting used to her, and he realized- what was the worst she could do? He didn't know that much about her but she seemed arrogant, and so far she had done nothing but make their lives miserable. For some reason, he had been walking with her long enough to not be afraid. But how to mess with her mind? He really wanted to get her good. He pondered it for a moment, then smiled deviously.

"So, you must have men chasing after you all the time back in the fire nation." He said slyly, leaning into her. She almost choked on her food- actually, she did. Once she was done coughing, she looked at him incredulously, not sure what to make of him- BINGO. Sokka had guessed correctly- she was so blatantly bitchy that she was probably immune to insults and having people hate her. But she was probably clueless and shy when it came to romance- from her entourage, it didn't appear like she had much interaction with men her age. This was how he could get her- revenge for causing him to lose so much sleep that one time, and for hunting them down so ruthlessly.

When she didn't say anything, Sokka continued.

"You have a boyfriend? You do, don't you?" He knew very well that she didn't. He saw her glance away from him, determined to keep looking at her food.

"After all, you're very beautiful." She was really enjoying her food.

"And obviously very intelligent." He saw her cheeks turn red, and she kept sipping her drink.

"And you're prowess at fire bending must be a source of admiration among your many suitors." She took a long drink from her glass and continued to avoid his gaze. He couldn't determine the look on her face. Suddenly, she turned away from him and started shaking- he felt his cheeks become warm as he took a sip of his drink, congratulating himself on making her upset- that was until he heard a strange noise coming from her throat.

She was laughing hysterically. She turned towards him, her face splotchy and red, holding herself to keep herself from falling over in her chair.

"You're funny!" Sokka smirked, feeling the pride men felt when they made women laugh. It was an instinctual feeling, especially for a comedian such as Sokka. He took another drink. He had not meant to make her laugh, but as he felt the warmth course through his body he realized it was pretty funny. "I don't have a boyfriend and I probably never will- not that I want one."

Seeing her laugh changed Sokka's view of her immediately- how had he not seen it before tonight? What a beautiful natural smile she had- and how her bangs swayed back and forth and she moved- and what a wonderful golden hue her eyes had- the color of money! Sokka found that funny, because she probably had all the money in the world. He took another sip of his drink, which the waiter had by then refilled, and felt confidence run through his veins.

"You know, Azula," the name sounded strange on his tongue, but he found it an interesting feeling, "I'm not lying to you. You are very beautiful," he leaned into her; it was as if an external force was guiding him, showing him the path- to where he didn't know, but he suddenly knew he wanted to get there fast. She started laughing again, but instead this time she leaned into him, her entire face red.

"I haven't figured out why you're lying to me like this. Maybe you're just trying to mess with my head. You probably think I'm horrid- but you know, you're not bad yourself, and you seem very clever….what was your name?" Is THAT how it was? She'd forgotten his name already! Somehow he knew that he never wanted her to forget his name again.

"Sokka! And don't you dare forget it again!" She took a sip of her drink and looked at him coyly.

"Never," she said seductively, "And don't you dare forget mine," Sokka felt his heartbeat rise. He knew she was playing with him, but it didn't matter- the quick seduction was real enough for him.

"Excuse me!" a worker from the restaurant came up to them. They both looked at him dazed, too absorbed in the other to pay attention. "I apologize! You're drinks were mixed up with another tables…are you two drunk?"

"What? Of course not!" Sokka defended himself, but none the less they were both thrown out of the restaurant for "indecency"- the bastards.

They walked towards nowhere as he threw his arm around her and she did the same to him.

"How could I have ever hated you? You're great!" Sokka meant it- seriously! He wasn't drunk at all- it took a lot more than 3 drinks to get him drunk- really!

"I guess water peasants aren't so bad…" she looked at him, her head resting on his shoulder, "In fact, you're quite wonderful." Sokka noticed that she sounded sincere. "You wanna know something?" He nodded. "Most men are actually afraid of me."

"…I hate to break it to you, but I don't think it's just men." He couldn't decipher the look in her eyes when she spoke next, he just knew that he liked it.

"It'd be nice to have a man that is man enough to handle me."

"Is that a challenge?" She looked away from him playfully.

"Only if you're up to it." How had he never realized this before? It was so clear to him now- he was the only man out there that could deal with this monster of a women and she needed him- just like he needed to wrap his arms around and show her how beautiful he thought she was- he needed it and she needed it- it was so obvious…

He felt the stiffness of her armor as he leaned in to kiss her, he noticed how tender her lips were and unpleasantly how much they both tasted like mead. He pulled her closer, oblivious to his surroundings…since when were they in a hotel room…?

Since when did she have waist length hair?

That armor was hiding a lot….a B cup? Really?

Wait….had he ever even tried this before? Which direction does it go in?

Wow…is that was it really feels like…?

Where had she been all his life…?

Wow…just wow…

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Sokka opened his eyes groggily, turning to the side where Azula should have been to find an empty, undisturbed bed spread. After patting the bed a few times in search, the haze disappeared from his eyes and his head and he remembered the Azula was not there, that she was far far away…

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Azula opened her eyes to the firelight, not knowing whether it was day or night. She immediately was awake, and she knew Sokka was not there. She was alone with the darkness, her muscles aching from lack of movement and her heart aching from loneliness. All she could hear was her own isolation. Before her emotions could get the best of her, as they often did now, she forced herself to nod off back to sleep, hoping for more dreams of Sokka…