I don't own anything... not like you wouldn't know that... :p


„No!" yelled someone and almost instantly sounded a crashing sound.

„Great! Now you've ruined it!" came the voice of a certain firebender prince.

„You can't blame me because you were unable to hold it for a second!" snapped the girl in blue.

Golden eyes narrowed dangerously as their owner argued back. „I didn't even have time to hold it before you dropped it!"

„It's not true!" she yelled on a higher voice and darkened her face as he started smirking.

He leaned forward to make it more convenient he was taller. His smirk widened when he saw her fury and spoke on a taunting voice adding into it his usual remark about her. "Face the truth, peasant!"

Her eyes slightly widened before her eyebrows snapped together. „I hate you! You… you egotestical, annoying – mhph!"

Her rant was interrupted with a sudden movement of his – she was silenced with his lips placed on hers and was kept in her place by his hands on her face.

Her eyes rounded in surprise and stayed that way as he drew away. He watched her for her reaction and as he faced with total surprise and confusion his lips curled upwards. This snapped her out of her shock and frowned at him angrily, which took his confidence away. „Did you just kiss me?" she asked furiously.

His smile faded and he pulled his hands away from her face as he took a step back. His face turned to a crimson colour and he decided that perhaps this was not as a good idea as he had thought.

She smiled triumphantly on the inside as her angered expression hit him totally. She took a step closer to him and stated. „Never. Without. My permission."

He looked away and started mumbling as she started grinning. „Well… I… this…" In the next moment he was grabbed by his shirt's collar and brought eye-leveled with a pair of blue eyes.

Her smile spread across her face as she said: „Now, I allow…" And she wrapped her arms around his neck as she took her turn in kissing.

His arms trailed around her waist as he returned it and they stayed like that even after their lips finally parted.

Their foreheads were connected as they smiled and looked in the other's eyes.

Then she brought her fingers up to stroke his hair and widened her smile. „So whose fault it was again…?"

He thought for a moment as he took things into consideration then made another smirk. „Totally yours." He was instantly punched in the arm with a hiss but yet he chuckled then kissed the frowning girl on her forehead. „Let's clean up the mess, shall we?"

She looked up at him and arched an eyebrow. „Suddenly how helpful you are Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation."

„Oh… I'm always this helpful."

„Really?" she asked ironically and giggled lightly as she was kissed again.

„Really." Then he stepped away to face the ruins of a once-was-a-cake and his expressions changed to a frown.

Katara seemed to have the same feelings about starting it again because she suddenly asked. „How many times we've tried to make this cake for your uncle?"

Zuko rolled his eyes as he stepped next to its ruins. „Probably more than how old he is…"


A/N: Well... I wrote this one quite some time now... It seems I developed since then at least a little bit, but I still liked this shortie and thought it would fit in. Tell me what you think, thank U