Sokkla Week Day 4: Beach

"Where's Zuko?" Sokka asked, flipping around on the sand to lie on his stomach. He looked at Katara frolicking with Aang in the water with waterbending.

"He's inside with Azula sorting out something." Ty Lee chirped, doing handstands and walking around in them. Sokka sighed.

"It's boring. I need someone to talk to. Toph's spirits-know-where, those two are giving me the oogies," Sokka nodded at Aang and Katara, "and Mai isn't exactly the most sociable of people."

As if to prove his point, Mai totally ignored him.

At that moment, Zuko walked out of the beach house, dressed in nothing but swimming trunks. Mai looked decidedly redder as she stood. Ty Lee giggled and cartwheeled off into the water, but not before giving Sokka a rare smirk.

Sokka was completely clueless as usual, shaking his head. Strange girl, that one, he thought.

Zuko went to stand next to Mai, putting his arms around her and giving her a soft kiss. Sokka looked away uncomfortably, and Zuko smirked at him.

"Geez, Sokka, get yourself a girl already." He said, rolling his eyes. "There are plenty of them on the beach…not that I'd know." He added hastily, looking at Mai, who was half-glaring at him. She smirked at that comment. "Gotta please the lady, see?" Zuko said, putting an arm around Mai's waist and waltzing off, charming the usually stoic girl with a lopsided grin on his face.

"Since when did Zuko become…so…suave…?" Sokka muttered.

"You tell me."

"Yeah, he used to be-…to…be…" Sokka's jaw hung loose. "Uh, hi!" He squeaked.

Azula was wearing dark red bikinis—her top was strapless, and hugged the curve of her breasts perfectly, the smooth material wrapping around her chest a few times, tightly, but loose enough to show her impressive cleavage. Her bottom piece was skimpy, and barely covered her round ass cheeks.

Sokka's eyes drifted to her toned torso and then down to her pale, long, svelte legs. His eyes shot up, feeling something creep down his spine, and to his horror, he met her amused gaze.

"Is there a problem?" She plopped down on the sand next to him. A thin golden film covered her skin, and Sokka gulped. Her smirk gave everything away, even though she was acting all nonchalant.

"N-no." He said.

"You sound uncertain." She leaned back and gave him a look. He started to sweat, and not because of the heat (although it was quite hot). The position she was in pushed her chest out, and Sokka was having a hard time looking away from it.

He purposefully wrenched his eyes away and looked out to the ocean, where Katara was surfing using an ice board. He whistled innocently, until Azula walked into his eyesight again. His eyes bugged out when he saw her wade into the ocean.

That she-demon was going to get wet? Sokka groaned internally.

Azula looked back at him, as if knowing what he was thinking, and he looked on, fascinated by the way she seemed to float through the water. It looked like there was no resistance, but Sokka was a thousand percent positive that she wasn't a waterbender.

Azula's head went under, and after a few seconds she re-emerged, flipping her long hair back, spraying water everywhere. It took Sokka a few seconds to notice that her hair was now untied, and that it reached the middle of her back.

It took him another few seconds to realise that he had a raging problem.

"Fuck." He cursed, standing up carefully. He readjusted his trunks and turned to face the other way. There would be a lot of questions if he just suddenly disappeared into the house like that.

"What to do, what to do…" He muttered.

"What to do about what?" A sly voice sounded from behind him. He froze, and turned his head ever so slightly, picking up the image of a dripping wet Azula from the corner of his eyes.

"Nothing." His voice was still an octave higher than he would've liked.

She walked around to face him, and with one cursory sweep, she picked up his little problem.

"You know…" She flicked a strand of her wet hair out of her face. "I could take care of that problem for you." She said sultrily. Sokka's mind forgot how to work for a moment, and he started to hyperventilate. A hand cupped his face.

"Breathe, lover boy." Azula snickered. Sokka gradually calmed down. "So? Are you going to be taking me up on that offer?" She asked. Sokka glanced back. Nobody seemed to be giving them a second look, not even Zuko, who was (thankfully) busy smooching Mai.

"Yes." He said in a hushed voice. Azula grinned and turned, walking back to the house, swinging her hips. Sokka licked his lips unconsciously and scuttled after her.

Meanwhile…

"Hey, where's Snoozles and Princess Hotpants?" Toph asked as she walked closer to the water, slamming a foot on the rather compact sand.

Mai looked at the house knowingly.

"Um…" Aang scratched his head.

Zuko and Katara shared an apprehensive look.

Ty Lee burst out giggling.

There was a pause.

"They did not." Zuko said in a strangled hiss, sounding like a tortured cat.

Katara fainted into Aang's arms.

"They so did!" Toph cackled. "Oh, this is going down in history!"