Been a while since that last chapter, sorry for the delay. So here is an extra long one for you...That's what she said!
"I'm not putting you down until you promise to stop freaking out." Zuko calmly explained to the girl slung over his shoulder as she let loose a rather impressive stream of expletives. Zuko sighed to himself and shook his head, Katara was obviously not listening. The defensemen just continued walking towards Gran Gran's diner carrying the irate sophomore.
"I can't believe you!" Zuko raised his eyebrows as a bit of surprise crossed his face. That was the first complete sentence she had mustered in quite a while. "Ooh! I bet you and Sokka think you're so funny! Causing a scene like that, now everyone will ask why Sokka would chase you, then all the guys on the team will say it's because I was on top of you in the locker room, and everyone will talk!" Although her rant was frantic, Zuko found that Katara's logic was sound. Then he found himself feeling something that surprised himself, he didn't care. More than that, he liked it. All his life he was the center of gossip. His Fathers money, his Sisters brilliance, his banishment, his local celebrity here in South Point, his Mother's death. It had always made him want to exit stage right, leave the spotlight empty, to allow somebody else to step up and fill it. When he was younger, Zuko would let his temper get the best of him, and would lash out at those talking about him. As he grew older, he became indifferent. The whispers behind his back seemed to fade away. Then, after moving here, it was like the volume was turned way back up. The collective attention of this small town was suffocating. Being insulated by his new friends had helped. Yet the whispers were building up, becoming like the intensely loud static on a station you don't get. But this time, this time he liked being linked with the crazy girl he was now carrying through town. He liked that they were spoken of in the same sentence. He liked that the whispers about them, because her name sounded so good in a whisper. He liked that in this town, when talked about, Zuko went with Katara and Katara went with Zuko.
"It'll be fine." Zuko offhandedly reassured Katara as he re-adjusted her up higher on his shoulder. His nonchalance did not sit well with her as the expletives returned. Having Sokka for an older brother seemed to expand her vocabulary in a way Zuko would never had guessed she was capable of. "You are definitely Sokka's sister," Zuko said mainly to himself, but she must have heard him because the swearing stopped and was replaced with a groan of annoyance.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" The way she asked the question set off a red flag in Zuko's head. Growing up with his sister and her friends had given him the ability, gained through years of trial and error, to hear certain tones in a girl's speech. Certain tones that went with certain questions, and the wrong answer meant trouble. Zuko guessed being the younger sibling of the Akiak family came with a lot of baggage. Sokka didn't exactly endear himself to his teachers. He shared 4rth period English with his teammate, and even though Zuko's experience with Sokka as a classmate was a limited sample, he could see he got on authority figures nerves. This seemed to mostly be due to the fact that although Sokka was exceptionally bright, he enjoyed slacking off and joking around in class to actually working on his academics. A few days ago in English Sokka haiku battled the teacher, turning the course material on its head seemed to amuse Sokka greatly. It wasn't just in school either, Sokka was known as a disrupter of the peace all throughout South Point. For Katara, having to follow that act must have been a pain.
"Just, well," Zuko was about to step on a landmine, and he knew it. But then Zuko smiled, and went right ahead tromping through the minefield. He liked it when Katara was feisty. "You don't seem to fit the description that everyone in South point seems to have of you. You fight, and squabble and quite frankly, curse like a hockey player." Zuko waited for the yelling to come back, and the thrashing of her body. Instead he was greeted with silence, and in Zuko's experience, the silence was worse than the yelling. "You still back there?" Zuko tentatively asked, trying to keep the aloofness in his voice as to not betray the fear that was building in him.
"I'm going to murder you when I get down." Came her even toned response. A chill went down Zuko's spine, and try all he might, he couldn't blame it on the weather.
"So how mad do you think she is?" Aang asked as he climbed in to the back seat of Suki's SUV. He knew it was a bad idea to pull that prank on Katara. She was going to kill Sokka and most likely Zuko too. Everyone else seemed alarmingly ok with this for some reason Aang didn't quite understand. They even hung out for a good while with everyone outside the stadium, Zuko had a good 20 minute head start with Katara by now. Sokka was still on cloud 9 from the win, pick axe in hand. Suki was stroking her boyfriend's ego, but considering how whipped she had him, it seemed only fair he got his moment in the sun. Everyone else that had hung around for the team outside the stadium was peeling off into groups, out to find one of the many parties that were going to crop up tonight.
"She'll be fine." Suki said over her shoulder to Aang, but this isn't what the freshman wanted to hear. 'She'll be fine' meant Suki knew Katara would be ok with being manhandled by Zuko. That Katara would easily forgive Zuko because she liked him. That Aang had lost Katara to Zuko. Or maybe he was over thinking everything like he usually did.
"Yeah, we'll meet them down at Gran Gran's like we planned before I chased him outside, grab some food, and party hop the night away!" Came Sokka's enthusiastic response. Aang's mind wandered to what would most likely happen tonight at the parties they were supposed to go to. They would hang out as a group, but eventually they would pair off and split up. Suki with Sokka, Aang with Toph, and Katara with Zuko. Then Katara and Zuko would go off somewhere and drink and, and, Aang face palmed himself.
"What bugging you twinkle toes?" Toph's voice snapped Aang out of his imaginings of Zuko and Katara ending up together. He looked to his left and saw her giving him the look she always gave him when he was acting like a weirdo. Aang sighed and shook his head indicating nothing was wrong. She raised her eyebrow higher and then seemed to let it go, turning her attention to Suki and Sokka arguing over the music they were listening to. Toph usually pushed things when she didn't like the answer she got, Aang wondered why she let him off from further explaining in himself this time. The past few weeks being Toph's boyfriend had been, adventurous. Aang had no experience whatsoever when it came to a relationship. Having the friendship base was extremely helpful, the awkward stage of getting to know somebody that you liked was bypassed. Sokka and Zuko had explained this to him in one of their 'man talks'. Aang was glad for Zuko's advice during the talks they had, Sokka seemed to enjoy reliving his conquests more than imparting knowledge on Aang. Zuko on the other hand had a very similar experience with the most serious girlfriend he had back in NYC. They had been good friends growing up and it evolved in to a romantic relationship when they started high school.
So with their past and Zuko's help Aang had a head start with Toph. Now came the stuff he had no idea how to handle. Intimacy in public for one, Toph seemed very comfortable with kissing him no matter who was present company. Well, Toph seemed to always have no problem with doing what she wanted no matter who was present company. Considering his first kiss ever was in the dark room with Toph at Haru's party, Aang was quite the novice. And since that make out session in the dark room, Aang was having paranoid delusions that he was incompetent at being a boyfriend. He felt as if the people that saw him kiss Toph were laughing at him and saying things about how he was doing it all wrong. Add to that wondering when was the right time to attempt to hold hands with her, and what to call her when introducing her to his grandfather(he had not let it slip to Grandpa Gyatso that he was dating Toph). 'Dating' was also worrying him. They hadn't actually gone out on a date. They basically had the same routine as before, just with making out involved. Should he ask her on a date? Do you ask somebody you are supposedly dating on a date? Aang wished Zuko was in the back seat so he could ask him about these things.
But another part of him wished Zuko never moved here, never started hanging out with them, and never stole Katara. Aang looked at Toph's profile with a guilty lump growing in his gut. He was supposed to be with Toph, yet whenever he saw Katara with Zuko he became jealous. Whenever Katara smiled at Aang he got butterflies in his stomach. Whenever Katara wasn't paying attention he stared at her chest. He even fantasized about Katara when he masturbated. Aang felt so ashamed he wanted to throw himself out of the moving vehicle.
"What's got you so glum kiddo?" Aang was once again snapped out of his inner monologue by a female voice, this time it was Suki. He looked up to see she was watching him in the rearview mirror. He looked over and saw Toph wasn't paying attention to him, she was talking with Sokka about how Zuko had clobbered that guy from Cherrywood. He glanced back to the rearview mirror where Suki's eyes were still on him and not the road. This type of behavior had alarmed Aang the first hundred times but he was now used to Suki's driving habits.
"Just exhausted." it wasn't a total lie, Aang was tired from the game. He the leaned back in his seat and slouched a bit to emphasize that he was tired and that's why he seemed off. Suki's eyes returned to the road. Aang liked Suki, she was exactly what Sokka needed after Yue left. Yue was Sokka ex, her father was mayor of South Point for most of Aang's life. She and Sokka had spent a lot of time together since the Mayor and Sherriff were always at the same social gatherings. Sokka had been smitten with her since forever, and just as they were graduating middle school Sokka had finally worked up the nerve and kissed her. It seemed as if they would end up together. But then her father had decided it was time to have bigger political aspirations, and they moved to Albany. Sokka was a mess, and then proceeded to date anything in a skirt when he started high school. He used his status of hockey player to hook up with every girl he laid eyes on. That is until Suki shot him down in spectacular fashion in front of the whole school at lunch. Then he was her property, he pined for her, changed for her, and eventually got her to go out with him. And as they say, the rest is history.
"Don't worry bud," Sokka said as he turned in his seat to face Aang. "We'll get some grub up in you, then party, then you can sleep all day tomorrow. Oh how I love Sundays, just rest and relaxation! No practice to wake up for, so you don't have to wake up till noon!" It was true Aang thought, Sokka was never heard from in the AM on Sundays. He would eventually emerge and hang out at some point in the afternoon. The girls laughed at Sokka's enthusiasm for having no enthusiasm on Sunday mornings, Aang let out a chuckle as he sunk lower in the seat. The he felt Toph lean over and let her head rest on his shoulder, snuggling in to him.
"Aw, look at them honey!" Suki said in a mock parental tone. "They grow up so fast! They look so adorable, Toph with her little head on his little shoulder." Sokka laughed heartily as Aang turned red. Toph just stuck her tongue out at the older girl. Yes, Aang had Toph's head on his shoulder in the back seat. But was her jet black pixie-cut head of hair the one he wanted on his shoulder? Or was it the head of brown wavy locks that had just went off into the night with the new guy? Then he felt Toph slide her hand into his, and those rough, warm digits made him feel at ease. Toph was his rock, for the past few years now he realized. And when she was holding his attention, his feelings for Katara got pushed so far back in his mind they almost disappeared, almost.
From the view Katara had, which was the path Zuko had tread so far, she could tell that they were headed towards Gran Gran's. Most likely they would meet up with her idiot brother and the others. The only other place in town Zuko was familiar with in this direction was her house, and why would they be heading there? They weren't having one of the many parties that were planned in the town tonight. Maybe he was taking her there to have his way with her! He was going to carry her all the way home, through her front door, up the stairs, into her room, throw her down on the bed and make her his. Katara found that she was increasingly hoping this was their destination instead of Gran Gran's Diner. The physical contact she had with Zuko at the moment wasn't helping her expel the very unladylike thoughts from her head. His strong arm around her thighs, and the constant jostling of her pelvic region against his shoulder, not to mention the excellent view she had of his ass. Katara couldn't handle it anymore, and let out a shrill scream of embarrassment and began to kick her legs.
"I thought we were past this." Came Zuko's even response to her outburst of sexual frustration. He though she was still struggling against his capturing of her, good Katara thought, if he knew the real reason for her outburst she would just die on the spot.
"How much longer can I expect to be your hostage?" Katara asked, throwing as much mock boredom in to her voice as possible. The last thing she needed was for Zuko to know how much she had been enjoying her capture.
"Don't think of it as much as a hostage situation, but more as you being my trophy." Zuko chuckled to himself, and Katara did her best to sigh with boredom instead of giggle like a dumb school girl. "Heavy sigh? Well I personally think a pretty girl is much better than a pick axe. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if Sokka attempted to get it on with the pick axe tonight instead of Suki." This Katara did laugh at, she couldn't hold her façade of being mad/bored at her situation. For one, yes Sokka would likely attempt to make love to the pick axe, and two, Zuko called her pretty. "Ahh, a laugh." Katara huffed and blew the few strands of hair that had fallen from her messy bun out of her face.
"I still feel like a hostage, prisoner even." Katara replied coyly. After laughing at his joke and flattery, Katara couldn't play the angry card anymore. So flirting for the rest of the walk to Gran Gran's was a good enough option to go with.
"If you really want to feel like a prisoner, I could tie you up to that tree over there." Zuko countered with mirth in his voice. Katara liked when his voice sounded like this. Not the cocky rich boy teasing she got from him most of the time, or the solemn contemplative mysterious voice he had when he revealed bits of his past to her. And definitely not the spiteful rage filled voice he had when he lost his temper. This was a husky, warm voice that he took on when he was actually happy. Katara suddenly surprised herself with how much she had picked up on Zuko in the few weeks she had known him, apparently to the point where she knew the different inflections in his voice. She bit her lip and continued the game they were currently playing.
"Sorry, not in to bondage." Zuko's initial silence made Katara think she went too far too fast with the flirt game. She had blown it, oh how embarrassing! She was being carried by the boy she liked, he had put up with her initial outburst of anger, then when he had opened the door for an enjoyable conversation she went and made it uncomfortable. Then Katara felt herself get mad at Zuko, he was the one carrying her through her town! He was the one that had embarrassed her in front of everyone! Lord knows all the cars passing by were pointing and laughing! Why couldn't this stuck up, no good, arrogant prick take a joke! She was going to explode again when Zuko calmly replied.
"You never know until you try it," Instantly the temper tantrum building in Katara subsided, and just as quickly as she became angry, now it was embarrassment. How did Zuko send her emotions in to such a torrent without even knowing it? "You might just like it Katara." Zuko teased, and then Katara felt something she didn't expect. Zuko slapped her on the ass. Katara felt as if all the blood in her body rushed to her face. Did he just spank her?! If Katara thought her emotions were all over the place before, she had no idea in hell which emotion she should even have now. Should she be angry? Embarrassed? Katara decided to fight fire with fire. She reached down, lifted up his jacket, and bit his back through his shirt, hard. Katara felt Zuko slip out from under her. At this point Katara decided injuring the person carrying you close to six feet off the ground was maybe not a good idea. Katara was heading face first towards the ice covered concrete. Then she felt Zuko adjust and somehow get himself under her again. They spun, flipped, Katara didn't know what was up or down. Then the sudden stop as they landed in the snow piled up next to the sidewalk. "Damn, girl." Zuko groaned.
"Mmm, Zuko…" Katara moaned before she could catch herself. She blushed then opened her eyes, gaining her bearings. Zuko had not only made sure she didn't hit the pavement, but he landed under her as well, taking the full brunt of the fall. For the second time this evening, Katara was lying on top of Zuko. She looked down at his face, his eyes were closed tight, and he was groaning as he reached for his back. Either the fall or her bite was bothering him, she figured it was probably her bite. Katara had no idea what the hell she was doing. Katara didn't run off in the night with tall, dark, and handsome boys. She didn't wake up in the arms of those tall, dark, and handsome boys. She didn't sneak in to the locker room to meet up with those tall, dark, and handsome boys. Katara was the good girl, she had straight A's. She didn't break curfew. She donated her time to causes. She was the responsible one, and boy did Suki and Toph let her know it. But Zuko, Zuko made her feel so different. She wasn't bound by her reputation as the bleeding heart, goodie two shoes. Katara could just be a girl with a boy. "Are you ok?" Katara asked.
"I'll live." He replied, still not opening his eyes. "With a big-ass bite mark in my back." Zuko chuckled, then writhed a little bit, and groaned something under his breath. Katara let out a soft, sympathetic laugh, almost a coo. She smiled softly down at him, and the bleeding heart Katara poked her head out a bit. She slipped her hand in the front of his eight hundred dollar leather jacket, and felt the warmth he radiated. She slid her hand up his stomach and over his chest, only a thin cotton shirt separated his skin from her palm. The contact seemed to soothe him as the lines around his eyes, and the creases in his forehead disappeared. His body relaxed and he brought his hand out from behind his back where he must have been massaging the bite mark. Zuko then placed his hand on the small of her back and held her to him. Katara held her breath and waited for him to open his eyes, not noticing she was slowly but surely moving her lips closer to his. When Zuko did open his eyes Katara suddenly realized how close she had gotten and made to move off him. But Zuko's hand stayed firm against her back and she didn't put up a fight, allowing herself to rest comfortably against him.
"I uh… I'm sorry I bit you." Katara couldn't believe that was the line she went with. Guy opens his eyes to find you about to kiss him and a lame apology is what she went with? Zuko smiled lightly up at her.
"I guess I asked for it," he started, glancing for a moment down to her hand on his chest, then back up to her eyes. "I got a bit handsy." His soft smile spread in to a wide grin when he mentioned how he had snuck the brief contact with her ass. Despite herself, Katara smiled and snorted a bit. What a messed up situation, Katara thought. This night was insane. She ambushed Zuko in the locker room, ended up on top of him, was caught by her brother, scared half to death when Sokka chased Zuko, and snatched up by Zuko and carried off. Then to top it all off, he had grabbed her ass and she had bitten him and now they were cuddling in a snow bank.
"Yes, you did." Katara replied, she noticed there was no anger in her voice. Just a simple acknowledgement that, yes, he indeed went south of the equator with his hand. Katara continued to smile down at Zuko, and found he looked the most happy he had since she met him. Well, not necessarily the most happy, was it more, the most untroubled? Zuko had always seemed to have a cloud of worry over him, no matter what mood he was currently in. Katara would notice it just behind his eyes. Those golden irises would convey his emotions so well, happy, sad, or in most cases with her: anger. But just behind them was always this conflicted glimmer, like something was holding him back from being completely in the moment. Was it something in his past? His family? Sokka had told her that Zuko confessed he too had lost his mother. Maybe a past love? Katara found she didn't want to follow this train of thought and pushed it out of her mind. For now it was just her and Zuko, in this snow bed together. "But I think you could find a way to make it up to me." Katara said as she leaned down, she was going to kiss him, and that's all there was to it.
"I thought the bite was making it up to you." Zuko countered, this stopped Katara's movement. Was he trying to tell her to stop? Did he see she was going in for the kiss and came up with that response to let her off without embarrassing her? Had she read all the signs incorrectly? Did he not feel the same about her? They had been so close, and what they were doing in the locker room earlier was definitely flirting. Fine, Katara thought, she gave Zuko a dismissive look, raised her eyebrows and began to pull away when Zuko face shot up and their lips met.
When Katara got over the initial shock of realizing he was kissing her, she leaned in to it. Noticing he was doing all the work, she then started to move her lips as well. He had propped himself up on his elbows to kiss her, and now was lowering the both of them down, once he was on his back again his arms snaked around her waist and made sure there was no space between them. Katara had to admit he was very good at this, and became worried about her inexperience. But he led her through it and made her comfortable. Katara could go on like this forever, and she didn't mind in the least when Zuko's hands ventured south from her waistline. Katara's only ever kiss before this one didn't even feel like a real kiss anymore. The quick peck she got from Hahn during a round of spin the bottle was wiped completely from her mind now, this was now her first kiss.
"Hey! If you wouldn't mind, could you stop manhandling my granddaughter?!" Katara shot up and looked to her right, there was Gran Gran standing on the porch of her diner giving her the stink eye. Katara would welcome the sweet embrace of death now. She buried her head in Zuko's chest, as if this would protect her from the ultimate embarrassment that was occurring right this moment. She felt Zuko lift himself up a bit to see Gran Gran.
"Hi Gran Gran!" Was Zuko insane? How could he just greet Gran Gran like that?
"I really don't enjoy looking out the front window of my place to see my granddaughter getting busy in the snow with some hotshot hockey player! If your butt wasn't cute Zuko I would give you a good spanking!" Katara blanched, did her grandmother just call Zuko's butt cute? Why weren't her prayers to be struck dead this very moment being answered? "Now pick yourselves up and get in here before you catch cold! Lying in the snow like that, really!" Katara, having held her eyes shut as hard as possible since Gran Gran called out to them felt Zuko get up from under her.
"Come on, we've been caught. Might as well get something warm to eat." Katara opened her eyes to see Zuko standing over her, hand outstretched to help her up. Something warm to eat? Is that all he could think of at a time like this? The most passionate moment in her life just happened and now he was ready to move on and eat?! She scrambled to her feet and headed towards Gran Gran's. As the passed Zuko she saw he was quite bewildered by her attitude. She didn't acknowledge him when he called after her. Katara left Zuko out in the cold as she entered the diner.
"What is Zuko doing just standing outside the diner?" Suki asked as she pulled in to the empty parking lot. When her headlights hit his back it startled him and Zuko turned to the SUV. He looked confused, like he was in shock or something.
"What's wrong with Sparky?" Came Toph's voice from the back seat.
"And where is Katara?" Followed Aang. Suki rolled her eyes, if that stupid kid didn't quit pining after Katara and give his full attention to Toph she was going to kill him. Exhausted? Yeah, her perfectly toned ass he was exhausted. Aang was bugging out over Zuko and Katara running off the whole drive over. Sokka had told her about Aang's little crush, not like everyone in town hadn't seen him chase after Katara like a little lost puppy their entire lives. Sokka jumped out of the car first and jogged over to greet Zuko, Suki and the two younger teens followed.
"What up bro!" Sokka exclaimed giving Zuko a fist pound. "Where's Kat?"
"She just went inside." Zuko explained. Sokka nodded and practically jumped up the steps and into Gran Gran's. Aang and Toph followed hand in hand, then there was only Suki and Zuko. Suki walked up to him and looked him square in the eye. Yeah, he definitely looked shell shocked Suki decided. Since Zuko moved here, Suki usually didn't hang out with him alone. Sokka or one of the others was there too. But when school started up they had a few classes together, English which also included Sokka, and Biology where they were lab partners. Zuko was very serious in the classroom, Suki was happy that having him as a lab partner increased her grade significantly. But they did get to know each other better when Zuko wasn't being so studious. Suki enjoyed having somebody around that she could engage in an adult conversation with. Having a pretty good bearing on Zuko by now, she could definitely tell something had happened.
"What did you do?" Suki asked crossing her arms over her chest. Zuko got a bit flustered, Suki liked watching boys get hot under the collar. She didn't really need Zuko to answer seeing as he never got flustered unless it was about Katara. Mr. Cool himself was always so composed, on the ice, in the classroom, all the time! So Suki took particular pleasure when Katara rattled his cage. The added fact that he was so disheveled in his 200 hundred dollar jeans, and 800 hundred dollar jacket, with snow in his hair…wait snow in his hair? Suki smiled to herself as Zuko tried to pull himself together.
"Well, I…and we…then…Gran Gran! Then she got all mad!" Suki put her head in her hand and placed her other hand on Zuko's shoulder. This was too good, never was he so unkempt around her. Even when Katara got under his skin he had a quick remark. Whatever Katara did to get him wound up like this must have been something. Would these two ever just make life simpler on the rest of them and figure it out?
"You're going to have to elaborate on that one buddy." Suki said to the babbling Zuko. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath then when he opened them Suki saw the calm, cool, collected Zuko had returned. She reached up and brushed the snow out of his hair, he chuckled, probably just realizing it was there. Suki looked him dead in the eye, and gave him a small smile to encourage him on.
"I carried her here, then we got in a tussle, then we were in the snow bank," Zuko gestured to the dent in the snow, Suki snorted when she tried to hold her laugh in. Zuko shot her the 'listen up this is important' look he gave her in class when she wasn't paying attention. Suki stopped laughing, stood up straight, and gave him the 'who do you think you're looking at' look she always gave Zuko in return. The familiarity they had after knowing each other for such a short time amused Suki. "Then we kissed." This snapped Suki right out of her musings and back to reality. She encouraged him to go on, Suki may be playing therapist right now, but she also wanted the gossip. "Then Gran Gran caught us," it took all of her will to not laugh. But Zuko's frustrated grunt meant her eyes must have betrayed Suki's amusement. He sighed and continued. "Then when I got up to help her up and head inside, Katara freaked and ran past me in to the diner." Suki groaned and rolled her eyes. Katara went and over reacted to something Zuko did, again.
"Come on, let's get something to eat before Sokka ransacks the place." Zuko huffed and shoved his hands into his pockets. He was obviously not excited to enter the same room as Katara. "And I'll have some girl talk with the girl you seem to drive insane on a constant basis." Suki laughed, wrapped her arm around his, leaned her head on his shoulder and led him towards Gran Gran's. "Pull yourself together city boy, it's going to be a long night." This caused Zuko to let out a half groan, half laugh as they went up the steps.
They entered and walked arm in arm over to the usual table, Sokka already mid meal, retelling the game play by play. Aang was just as animated, with just as much food in his mouth as Toph humored them both with her attention. The fourth person at the table didn't look as happy as the others. Katara was glaring at the boy on Suki's arm, meal in front of her untouched. Suki brought Zuko up to the table and sat him down. "Now, sit and eat your dinner." She patted him on the head to complete the dog/owner routine. The three occupants of the table actually having a good time laughed, and Zuko hid behind a menu. "Come on Katara, I need to go to the bathroom." Katara didn't seem to hear Suki, she was busy trying to bore a hole through the menu Zuko was using as a shield. "I said come on Katara." Suki was a bit more forceful this time, physically pulling the other girl to her feet and somewhat dragging her to the bathroom.
The bathroom in Gran Gran's was small, but large enough for two stalls and a large vanity area. The walls were pink and had a small flower print. Sokka had explained to Suki that the men's room was a 4 foot by 4 foot room with a toilet and a sink, that day's sports section hung on the wall with a pushpin. Suki shoved Katara in the ladies room and closed the door behind them.
"So I hear things got hot in the snow?" Suki began, smug look on her face as she crossed her arms. Katara's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, then she groaned and hopped up on the counter next the sink. Suki waited to hear Katara's side of the story. Zuko's account had been the bare bones facts, Katara's was certain to be the more emotional tale. Katara swung her legs off the edge of the counter like a child, and looked down at the ground as if she were being punished. "Hey, princess?" Suki coaxed, "just tell me what happened." As Suki had expected, Katara's tale of what happened was much longer and much more erratic than Zuko's had been. The juicy bits Suki did get were that they argued, he gave her a spank(much more adventurous than she had previously given Zuko credit for), Katara then bit him, they ended up in the snow, and then made out(which also included Zuko groping Katara's butt, Suki would never have guessed Zuko was such an ass man.) Then they were caught by Gran Gran and that brought them to why Katara was mad, well more confused than angry.
"I mean, it was the most I have ever done with any guy ever!" Katara exclaimed, Suki rolled her eyes, Katara didn't notice. "And then he's all, 'let's go eat, la de da, no big deal'!"
"Zuko said 'la de da'?" Suki asked sarcastically. Katara, whom had been telling this story mostly to herself seemed to remember Suki was in the room. She whipped her head around to look at Suki.
"This isn't funny Suki!" Suki put her hands up defensively, all the fight went out of Katara and she let her head droop. Suki moved next to her friend and placed an arm around her shoulders. Katara leaned in to Suki and moaned something about her making a fool out of herself whenever Zuko was around. Suki had to admit, Katara did seem to do that quite well. Suki was only one year older than her, but now more than ever, she saw how sheltered Katara was. Only one kiss before whatever happened in the snow just before the rest of the group arrived, man did Katara need to loosen up. It was time for her to start living, going out with boys, whether they were Zuko or somebody else didn't matter. Katara needed to make mistakes and do more adventurous things than go to outlet malls with Suki. Now that the Katara had gotten the crazy all stored away, Suki checked herself in the mirror and motioned for Katara to follow her back to the table. When Katara seemed to hesitate, Suki got behind her and began shoving her out of the bathroom. If this was how she had to get the ball rolling with Katara, then so be it. She was going to make sure that girl had life experiences, and Suki would definitely make sure Sokka stayed out of the way from now on.
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