Tokka Week – It takes Two to Tango

By Sanna Lan a.k.a. San-chan Reincarnated

Disclaimer: If I owned A:TLA, it's rating would change to R. I'm not sure if that would be a good thing, though. Sokka is a teenager, after all.

A\N: I apologize for Toph's extreme OOCness. Another AU for you guys. Toph is around 19 and can see (not too well, but she wears contacts). Sokka is 22 and of Hispanic descent. He also wears his hair down drools.

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"Please be my dancing partner."

Looking back, Sokka Kirima realised it wasn't exactly the best thing to say to a girl you just bumped into in the street. Specially not in this day and time, where such words could be misinterpreted into something less innocent than what he intended. But he should be excused for his unintelligent behaviour. Not thinking when it came to things they were passionate about was something that ran in the family (his younger sister, Katara, had followed her beloved around half of the globe to get him to propose to her). And what he was passionate about was Tango.

Ever since four months ago his former partner and ex-girlfriend, Suki Kyoshi, had ran away with his rival Jet to Argentina to 'study the origins of Tango' (more like horizontal tango if you asked Sokka), he had been looking for a new partner. So far, he had not been successful that's why when, walking in the street, he saw her, he couldn't help but to blurt those words out. She was his perfect partner. Lean body, elegant pose, strong legs, graceful walk, long, shiny black hair... She wasn't tall, but it wasn't anything heels couldn't fix. But, as his luck had it, she had just glared at him comptemptously and left.

Sokka sighed. He really had the worst of lucks when it came to partners. It wasn't just Suki. Before her it had been Ty Lee, who had found her real vocation as a circus performer a week before the finals of the International Tango Competition. Or Yue, his first dancing partner and teacher, who had died tragically after saving a little boy. But this time, he was determined to get a dancing partner, not matter what the cost. And not any dancing partner, but her.

It was then that he remembered he didn't even knew her name.

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Two weeks later

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She couldn't forget him. He kept appearing on her dreams, that Latino boy. She remembered his face, his hair, his body, his voice. No matter how hard she tried, that stupid boy and his stupid question kept hanging around her mind. When she heard those words, she had been so surprised. Nobody had ever thought she could be good for something. It had always been "the poor young lady, let us help her". She had almost said yes in that moment, but she knew she couldn't. She was Toph Bei Fong, the young lady of the Bei Fong state, not a normal girl without responsibilities. If only she could... but she couldn't.

So why was she in the same street he found her, hoping to see him again?

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Sokka sighed. Nothing. Not a single clue on her. One would think that, with a girl so beautiful, somebody would know about her. Maybe she was from somewhere else. Just his luck. He was starting to think he would never find her. He had come to the same street where he saw her for the first time, hoping that maybe it was a route she took usually.

He was so relieved when he saw her standing on the other sidewalk.

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Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, Toph thought. Maybe she should leave, continue with her boring life. Maybe she wouldn't even find him, or maybe she would. She didn't know which possibility scared her more.

"Please wait.", she heard a voice. It was him! This definitely wasn't a good idea. She started to walk, pretending she hadn't heard him, but his hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"What do you want?", she asked, not as harsh as she had intended.

"I'm sorry I startled you, but you have to listen to me. I need a dancing partner for the International Tango Competition, and I think you are perfect for it."

"What kind of pick-up line is that? I can't even dance." What an idiot. She wouldn't fall for something like that. She wouldn't. She definitely, definitely wouldn't. Not even if it was the most flattering thing she had heard in her life.

"You can learn. I'm sure you were born for this." He extended his hand at her, making his best puppy face.

She took his hand. "Fine. I'll dance with you."

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A\N: There you go, Suki. I told you you could dump him D But it seems like we've created a new ship... Jetuki! Or Sujet. Or Jeki… LOL

I wanted to do something original for this as I did with the other prompts, but it was hard. In the end I took the prompt as literally as possible... which must've been done already by almost everybody XD It is just now that I realise I should've used the Masochism tango (c) Tom Lehrer

Happy Tokka Week, everybody!