A/N: Well well, it's entry number two. I'm suprised I finished this in one day, it takes me forever to write a fic, even of this length. I'm super happy cause this one took 2 hours, half the time of yesterday's but the same length. Yippe, I'm improving! Anyway, here's danger. I'm not so sure I incorporated that so well, but I have some angst, some fluff, and some sexy violence, so that should suffice, right? RIGHT? Okay, well, as always, review review review. Oh and review. I just wanted to add something I forgot in the last chapter that in that one, Zuko was 18 and Mai was 17. In this one, Zuko is 19 and Mai is 18, so a year has passed since their wedding and you could have figured that out for yourselves and I didn't need to say that...Review! :3
Disclaimer (also something I forgot in the last chapter): Nope, but I do love writing them in sexy scenarios. :D
Day 2: Danger
Tuesday, 8-9-11
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"I'm going!"
"You're not!"
"Yes I am!"
"No, you're not!"
"Who are you to tell me what to do?"
"I'm your husband and you should respect my wishes!"
"Well, I'm your wife and you should obey my demands!"
Zuko would have laughed at the last statement if it were not for the heated argument they were in. It wasn't one of their usual arguments, where they would find something to yell at each other about just so they could have some angry make-up sex later on (something that they did very often). This was a genuine dispute. And Mai was angry. To say the least.
Yet another rebellion had broken out near the capital city. Zuko was stupid enough to think he should handle it himself, thus putting his life on at risk. At least, that's what Mai thought.
"Ugh! Why can't you just listen to me for once?" Zuko felt like tearing his hair out. "I'm doing this for you, to keep you safe, to protect you!"
"I can handle my own, Zuko! How can you expect me to just sit here at home like a good wife while you're putting your life on the line? How do you expect me to handle that?"
Zuko sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "Look, Mai. I'm not putting my life on the line. Yes, it's gonna be dangerous, but Aang's gonna be there too, we can back each other up. And Katara –"
"Oh, I see!" Mai exploded. Zuko cowered slightly; he had never seen her this emotional. "So Aang can take his wife, but you can't take me?"
"No! No," Zuko responded quickly before she exploded again. "No, I was gonna say that Katara is staying here in the palace too. Aang wouldn't let her come either. He cares about her too much to put her in danger. That's how I feel about you too." He spoke the last part softly. "I don't want to put you in danger." He walked up to her rigid form and pulled her to him with his hands on her lower back. Tilting her chin up, he placed a soft, feather-light kiss on her pink lips. "I love you."
Mai knew what he was trying to do. He knew Mai held little resistance when it came to their intimate moments. He knew that when he kissed her, her brain wouldn't function right and her mind would cloud with fog. It wasn't because he had a big head that he thought this, but because she had the same effect on him. Mai, however, wasn't about to let him distract her.
She pulled away and turned her head so he wouldn't be able to capture her lips again. Zuko sighed. "Mai." She refused to look at him. "Mai." His voice was stronger this time as he framed her face with his hands bringing them nose to nose. "Please do this. For me." Then he placed another feather-light kiss on the tip of her nose.
She quickly swatter his face away, reluctant to smile, while he laughed lightly and avoided her hand. She hated, and loved, it when he kissed her on the nose.
"So will you stay here? For me?" She graced him with one glance before turning away in silence. "I'll take that as a yes." He hugged her from behind and kissed the top of her head. "I love you."
Breaking her resolve, Mai sighed and hugged the arms that were around her. "I love you too." She guided one of his hands to her lips and placed a kiss on his palm. "If you die, I'll kill you."
He chuckled. "I won't put myself in too much danger." Reluctantly, he released her and she turned to him. Both gave the other a sad smile. "I'll be back later tonight." She nodded and he left, blowing a kiss to her before shutting the door.
She shook her head at his dorkiness then huffed. "Oh, I'll show him danger."
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Zuko returned to his room well past midnight. His clothes were singed and he had a few harsh burns, but was unharmed for the most part. He would have to check in with one of the healers or maybe Katara in the morning, but for now he just wanted to go to sleep with Mai in his arms.
Zuko tiptoed to his door and opened it as slow as possible, so as to not elicit any sound. He slipped inside and shut the door behind him with a tiny click and then –
Whoosh.
A dart flew past his face and embedded itself in the door. He let out a girlish squeak. "Mai!"
"Hello, Zuko." Her husky voice came from the darkness.
"Mai! Mai, how can you see?" Zuko's heart was beating rapidly, the dart having been two inches from his head.
He heard the zing of another dart unsheathing. "I can't."
Zuko ducked as a whole round of darts were shot at him and were now stuck in the door. He stood and quickly shot a tongue of flame towards the writing desk where he knew a candle would be.
The room was suddenly illuminated in a soft, shadowy, orange glow. One look at Mai and his mouth instantly dried up. She was dressed in nothing but skimpy lingerie with her usually concealed weapons bands on her upper arms, forearms, and ankles. There was no smile on her face, yet she stared at him with a lustful, wild, almost untamed gaze.
"That was pretty dangerous of me, huh?" He gulped as she took two small steps near him. "Let's see if I can do it again."
Before he could react, she closed her eyes and threw five darts at him. He could only scream as the darts pinned hi clothes to the wall, two above his shoulders and two at either side of his waist. The fifth one barely missed the left side of his neck.
Mai opened her eyes and smiled as she observed her blind work. "Hm. That was pretty good. Let's try again."
Zuko's eyes widened. "Mai, no, wait –!" He barely had time to turn his head as another dart from a blind throw was flying at it and almost ripped his right ear off.
"Mai, what is the matter with you? Are you trying to kill me? Is this because I didn't bring you with me?"
Mai's eyes widened slightly with false innocence. "Why, whatever would give you that idea, dear husband? I'm just making sure you have enough…danger in your night."
He groaned. "Oh, come one, Mai." A shuriken between his legs, right below his important parts, silenced him.
Mai stalked up to him, pressing her almost naked body flush against his. He groaned for a different reason as her slender fingers toyed with the waist band of his pants. She glanced up at his face, seeing half-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks. She could feel his apparent arousal on her stomach and felt a flash of warmth between her own legs. However, something caught her eye, something she did not like.
"You're burned," she stated and Zuko thought he saw a flash of worry in her eyes before anger and then another emotion that covered the anger that he could not place.
"It's – it's not that bad."
Mai grabbed the angry red flesh on the right side of his neck, her fingers wrapping around his throat. Zuko winced horribly.
Finding it hard to swallow, Zuko croaked out, "That hurts, Mai."
"You're damn right it hurts," she whispered through clenched teeth. She removed her hand and replaced it with her lips, placing a soft kiss there before attacking it with her teeth.
"Ah!" It hurt terribly for Zuko, but at the same time he had to admit, it felt oh so good.
Feeling himself stiffen even more, he some how realized he still had use of his arms, the darts only having pinned his shirt at his shoulders and waist. He grabbed her face and forced her lips upon his, drinking in her sweet taste. Mai responded profusely, tangling her tongue with his and grinding on his manhood.
He shuddered and groaned and pulled away to say the only thing on his mind. "I'm sorry I didn't take you with me, make-up sex?"
She couldn't get her, or his, clothes off faster, opting to tear them off with one of her knives.
Perhaps that really is how they resolve every argument.
END
(Tuesday, 2 am where I'm at, BY THE CLOCK :P)
This has become my guilty pleasure. XD Gawsh, I love writing Maiko. I need to do that more. Tomorrow: Dreams...heh heh heh. I know exactly what I'm gonna write for that...Someone tie me down now, this is unhealthy of me.
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NONSENSE.
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