"Suki!"

Suki popped her head out of the laundry room, just long enough for Azula to throw a dirty shirt at her.

"SICK!" Suki cried out, throwing the shirt to the floor, "That is one of Sokka's work shirts, isn't it?

"Oh course it is, why else would it stink so bad?"

"Why did you throw it at me then!?"

"Well it needs to be washed." Azula rolled her eyes, walking with her hips swaying down the hall to where Suki was standing. "I laid it out for you, I figured that you would take the hint."

Suki rolled her eyes, her focus going back to the tea stain that she was trying to get off one of Zuko's button down shirts, "I am not your maid you know."

"Have her do it then." Azula turned her nose up Suki's task, wondering why in the world she would bother herself with such a thing.

Suki just laughed, throwing the shirt in the washer, "Azula, we don't have a maid."

Azula looked at her dumfounded, "How can we not have a maid? How can we possibly expect to have a clean house?!"

Suki shook her head, mumbling something about rich kids as she loaded more clothes in the washer. Azula saw what she was doing and picked up the shirt that Suki had cast to the floor, thrwing it into the washer while Suki's back was turned.

"There, was that so hard?"

Suki saw what she did and rolled her eyes, pulling it out. "This is a black shirt, and these are light clothing." Azula looked at her with a blank expression. "And you can't wash that stuff together?" Still no expression was pulled from Azula. "Have you ever done laundry?"

"Once. Uncle was busy so I did it."

"Dare I ask how that went?"

"Flooded the basement."

"I see."

"So it's best if I don't do the laundry, you see." Azula was trying to sneak the shirt back into the washer before Suki slammed the door shut. "In fact it is just better if you do all the housework really."

"Since I'm cooking do you think you could at least do dishes, or take out trash or something?"

Azula blinked slowly, a frown on her face. "I don't really think that would work."

"And why the hell not?"

"I'm doing you a favor really." Azula crossed her arms in annoyance, walking back down the hall towards the living room.

"I am not washing any dirty underwear."

"Well that is odd. I don't know why you would wash clean ones. I will get you my laundry though." Azula vanished into her room, brushing Suki off.

Suki just rolled her eyes, sighing heavily. She pulled out her cell phone, quickly texting Zuko.

Suki – 11:02 am

Can we get a maid?

She sat the phone back into her pocket as she went into the kitchen. Azula walked out of her room and sat on the counter, looking around for something. "Is your iPad in here?"

"No." Suki snapped, "Never you mind ware it is."

"I just want to play with it." Azula wined, knocking over a salt shaker.

Suki narrowed her eyes at her, going to clean up the mess, "If your not going to clean can you at least not make any more messes for me?"

"I don't know why you just don't get a maid, it would make things so much better."

"I'm sorry to break it to you but we just don't have the money for that."

"Perhaps if you cut back on your trips to the coffee shop you would not have that issue." Azula crossed her legs, looking over Suki with a heavy frown.

"Perhaps if you did not go get waxed so much you could afford your own place again." Suki's pulled her phone out of her pocket after feeling the vibrations of a text message.

"I will have you know that waxing is a critical part of my sex life." Suki just rolled her eyes, reading the text.

Zuko – 11:06 am

If by maid you mean maid's costume for you to ware, then yes.

Suki – 11:06 am

Your sister would like that.

Suki looked back to Azula, a frown on her face, "We are all having to make sacrifices, including me."

"What sacrifices are you making?" She snapped.

"I just am, ok?"

"I would love to know what you are having to give up."

Zuko – 11:07 am

When I asked you two to get along I did not mean like that.

Suki smiled into her phone, not listening to Azula.

"HEY!" Azula snapped, pulling Suki's attention back to her. "Are you going to clean our room? It's getting rather messy."

"No Azula, I'm not going to clean your room. That is your room and you and Sokka are in charge of it."

"Well I certainly can't be expected to clean it!"

"Then have Sokka do it." Suki rolled her eyes as she started to wash dishes, "You have him do everything else for you."

Azula crossed her arms over her chest, her head rolling to one side, "Yeah, it's kind of hot isn't it?"

"I guess we have different thoughts about what hot is." Suki put a washed dish in the strainer, trying to get her mind back to her work.

"Well certainly, if you think my idiotic brother is hot."

"Don't call him that!" Suki snapped, looking over at Azula as she washed a cup. "He is the smartest man I've ever meet!"

"He can be smart and still be an idiot." Azula sneered, "I will say that he did a good thing by picking a girl who will be his slave."

"SHUT UP AZULA!" Suki yelled at her, "I do these things cause I love him! I want to have things nice for him when he comes home!"

"And that makes you his slave." Azula smirked lightly, seeing the reaction that she was getting out of her, "A piss poor feminist you are."

Suki slammed the plate she was washing back into the water, "A piss poor feminist?" She started at Azula, the look in her blue gray eyes frighten Azula for a spilt second. "Don't talk to me about feminism Azula! You are the one who refuses to work and lets your boyfriend and brother carry you! You lounge around and do nothing, letting us tend to you hand and foot! Meanwhile I'm working, while cooking, and cleaning, and fixing our cars AND DEALING WITH YOUR ASS! And at the end of the day I still have the energy to have amazing sex with the man I love!"

Azula just smirked, "I guess we have different options on amazing."

"That's another thing: Cut that out!"

"Cut what out?"

"Saying stuff about our sex life! Zuko and I are happy with the way things are and we don't need you constantly making it the butt of your jokes!"

Azula had her legs crossed in front of her, a small smirk on her face, "Dose Zuzu like it when you get all feisty?"

Suki smiled to herself, shaking her head. "You know what, fuck this." She dried her hands and threw the towel at Azula, "You can take care of this stuff." Suki walked past her and into her room.

Azula watched her go, throwing the towel onto the floor. "Like I would ever do housework."

Zuko – 4:46 pm

Do you need me to bring anything home?

Suki – 4:46 pm

I need you to get a new sister.

Zuko – 4:46

I asked Santa for that one year, no dice.

Suki - 4:47

Way to drop the ball Santa.

Zuko – 4:47 pm

Really though, do you need anything?

Suki - 4:49 pm

No. Just you.

Zuko – 4:49 pm

3

"What's for dinner?"

Suki looked up from her phone, her smile quickly fading, "I told you that you get to deal with this now."

Azula huffed, looking around Suki and Zuko's clean room for the iPad, "I thought you were all about taking care of your man."

"Oh I will take care of my man." Suki said to her, rolling her neck slightly, "What you do with you and yours is up to you."

"You cannot expect me to cook!"

"I don't give a fuck what you do Azula." She threw her phone on the bed, "Now get out, I need to change."

"It's ok to feel a little insecure about your breast size, Suki."

"GET OUT!" Suki shrieked.

"Someone is out of her Prozac."

"Just go!"

"What? Change, I don't care."

"FINE!" Suki yelled, ripping off her shirt. Azula did not falter as Suki stood before her in her bra. Her hands then went to her waist, shoving her thin grey pants down onto the ground.

Azula raised an eye brow, looking at Suki standing before her in her underwear. "Your bust to waist ratio is a bit off you know?"

Suki looked at her with gathered eye brows, her lips pressed into a thin line. Her hands went to her back, undoing the clasp that held her bra. She slid it off, throwing it on the other side of the room. Azula just smirked as Suki's hands went to her underwear, pushing them down.

It was when Suki was standing naked in her room in front of Azula that she realized that she may have not gone about this the best way. Azula noticed the blush on Suki's cheeks and could not help but laugh. "I think you should try to cut back on those coffee drinks for the sake of your waste line and not your wallet."

"WOO THREESOME!" Both Azula and Suki snapped their eyes to the door way and to Sokka standing there with a wide smile, his hands lifted over his head as if in victory. "I mean that is what's going on now, right? Why else would she be naked and you have that smirk on your face?" Azula gave him her oh-so-deadly look, telling her exactly what she thought of his idea. He frowned heavily, "I will just go."

"Good idea." Azula snapped, "I will deal with you in a bit."

Sokka frowned heavily, ducking from the room. Azula looked back at Suki, a smile on her face and she snaked from the room. Suki slammed the door behind her, pressing her forehead to the wood. She just wanted her Zuko to be home.

She just wanted to get laid, but wanted it to be more than just mindless fucking. That would sometimes feel a little trashy. It needed to be justified.

So when he came home she was ready for a romantic night out. "Are we celebrating something?" Zuko asked walking into the bedroom and seeing her in panty hose and a short black dress.

"We are celebrating us." She mumbled, putting a pearl necklace on, "I just wanna get out of the house."

"Ok." He smiled, watching her as she stood up from the desk in the bedroom, slipping some black heels on, "Is this going to lead to kinky sex?"

"Likely. Get dressed." She went into the bathroom to touch up her make up.

Zuko just smiled, changing into something that was going to be a bit better for a night out. He was ready by the time she walked out of the bedroom, "Did something happen today?" He asked her.

"I just don't wanna be here." She sighed, "I want to have a nice dinner with you."

He kissed her on the side of the head, walking out into the living room hand in hand.

"Going out?" Azula asked from the kitchen island, a smile on her face. Suki did not say anything, making Zuko raise an eye brow. "Don't worry Suki, I don't think Zuko minds that one of your breasts is larger than the other."

Zuko looked at his sister then at Suki, his eye brow raised, "What?" Suki said nothing as she lead the both out of the apartment.

Azula just smiled to herself, going back to the book that she was reading. She did not get far before her boyfriend was behind her, asking about dinner. She looked back at him with a frown, "Just get some take out or something."

"Do you have any money? He asked, "I'm tapped out."

"I'm afraid not. I got waxed this morning."

"Well that I did notice." His face went to her neck as he wrapped his arms around her from the back, "I'd much rather eat that then take out any day." He laughed.

"Oh I'd rather you eat that too." She laid her book down on the counter, "Sadly though we cannot live off my vagina alone."

"So we can make something here?"

"Are you going to cook?" She asked, a smile on her face, "Cause if you would it would be very sexy."

Sokka's ears perked up, "Then I will cook you something!"

Azula could not help but smile as she saw her strong, sexy man go to the fridge, looking for something to cook for them both.

Suki's black heels clicked on the hard floors of the elevator, thinking that it was taking far too long for it to climb the six floors to their apartment. Normally it seemed like nothing, like a quick ride up, however with Zuko's hands touching her all over she could only will it to go faster. Her lips went to his, muffling moans and a soft cries of pleasure.

She felt like she was going to rip in half when his hand went under her skirt, pressing between her legs. "Stop." She whispered.

"Why?" he laughed, his teeth clenching onto her bottom lip.

She just moaned again, her arms going around his neck and holding him close. The doors opened on the 6th floor and they stumbled out, laughing as they made their way to the apartment door. Zuko fumbled with the keys as she pulled at his clothing. When they were finally in the apartment, they both almost ran to their bedroom.

On their way there Suki noticed that the room was filled with a subtle burnt smell. She went to the kitchen, looking on, horrified at the huge mess she saw. It looked like there was a tornado that had come though, throwing flour, milk, corn flakes and bacon bits all over the place.

"What the…"

Suki went to the stove, turning the one burner off, "I can't fucking believe this." She groaned, wondering how long it had been on, hours likely, "Now I have to clean all this shit up tomorrow."

"We can do it now if you want, that way I can help you." He saw a carton of milk on the counter and put it in the fridge.

"No." Suki sighed. She reached out and took his shirt into her hand, pulling him towards the bedroom. "The are not going to take this from us."

Suki's back was off the bed, toes curling, fingers intertwined in the head of dark hair that was between her thighs. She was so close, close enough so that the muscles in her legs were contracting sharply, preparing her lower body for the flood of pleasure that was going to come.

This was going to be a good one, she knew that from the second he had started. Not that they all were not good, but this was going to be truly earth shattering. After a long, hard day dealing with Azula, it was exactly what she needed to relax, to feel normal again.

It was as Suki was prepping herself for her climax, for her gift from her love, that there was a pop from the door knob then the sound of the door running over carpet.

"Zuzu?"

"FUCKING CHRIST AZULA!" Zuko flew off his girlfriend, reaching for a blanket and throwing it over her naked body.

Suki felt the tension between her legs escape her, leaving her an unsettling mixture of turned on but totally unaroused. She laid under the turquoise blanket that Zuko had thrown over her, her eyes narrowed as she glared at the woman who had just entered her bedroom, at the woman who had just stolen her climax from the both of them.

"There is no need to be embarrassed, big brother." Zuko had pulled off his pants while he had been pleasing Suki in attempts to reach his own arousal easier. The introduction of his sister to the bedroom had killed his erection, however he was still left standing naked in the room. He grabbed one of the large pillows that was used for the bed off the floor, covering himself with it as he stood up.

"You know, I've seen you naked before." Azula looked at her brother with a soft frown. "Although I will say that you look a bit different than you did when you were seven." She gaze snapped to Suki, "Lucky for you."

"Azula, leave!" He snapped, his face flushing over red.

"I'm just looking for that photo album from that time we went to the beach, do you remember where you put it when we unpacked?"

"Azula go!"

"Just tell me ware the damn book is and I will leave."

Zuko just rolled his eyes, "I have no idea ware it is, Azula. Can you leave now?" Suki knew that he was just trying to help by talking to her like this, but I actually kinda annoyed her that he would try and reason with the woman who had so casually walked in on their love making.

Azula just smirked, "Alright." She looked to Suki, "I hope I didn't interrupt." She sang, her gold eyes flickering.

Suki felt her mind snap at seeing those flickering gold eyes. It was not just about this time, but about all the times that she had walked in on them, all the times that she had seen either or both of them naked, all the dinners she made only to have them be insulted, it was for earlier in the day when she had made her so mad. She felt her entire body lurch forward, flying off the bed and towards Azula, her blue blanket being tosses aside.

Zuko seemed to catch her in mid air, their naked bodies crashing together. Suki was just screaming at Azula, her legs flailing as Zuko tried to hold her back.

Azula just laughed as she saw her naked brother and his girlfriend struggling with one another. Zuko yelled at Azula to leave. Azula did as she was told, leaving the room quickly.

Azula ran to her room, finding Sokka naked on the bed just as she had left him, "Did you get it?" He asked.

"Get what?"

"The Photo album."

Azula frowned as she sat on the edge of the bed, having forgotten the photo album completely "No, I didn't get it. I'll show it to you tomorrow"

Sokka stared at her, concerned. She lay down in bed and pulled the covers up, her eyes unfocused, the unequivocal sign that there was something on her mind.

"Did something happen over there?" he asked, turning towards her.

She still avoided his gaze. "Everything's fine, Sokka. It's time to sleep, you have work tomorrow."

"Right…" he muttered, as he closed his eyes. He closed in and whispered on her ear "I love you, Azula"

Her worries at whatever the consequences of her actions would bring after interrupting the intense intercourse between Zuko and Suki vanished altogether. She grinned and turned towards Sokka, her eyes focusing upon him now.

"I love you too, Sokka" she muttered, pressing her lips against his on a kiss far softer than the ones they were used to. His arms surrounded her waist and forced her to roll over to the side, facing him. After they broke off the kiss, they smiled at each other and she placed her head on his shoulder. She didn't know what would happen later if Suki was truly as mad as she had seemed but she knew that as long as she had Sokka by her side, she had nothing to fear, for she would never be alone… for she would always be able to count on him, no matter what happened.

Suki lay out on hammock on the balcony, her iPad in her hands as she was shopping on Etsy. She was looking at engagement rings, an enjoyable past time that she had taken up in the past year or so. The current forerunner was an eloquent Art Deco ring from the 1920s. She had spend the entire morning cleaning up the mess that Sokka and Azula had made the night before, leaving the kitchen in its usual pristine state.

The screen door slid open and he would be sister-in-law walked through the door. She was clothed for once, in some pants and a shirt of Suki's that she thought had been lost in the wash.

"Can I play Angry Birds?"

Suki looked up at Azula, then back down to her iPad, not saying anything.

"Is it true that you have let Sokka play Angry birds on the iPad?"

"Yes." Suki mumbled, "He uses it from time to time."

"Why can't I use it then?"

"I don't trust you." She clicked the device off, then shut the green cover on it before laying it on her stomach.

"It's just an iPad, it's not like it is your first born."

"And you better believe that when there is a first born you will never even so much as look at it." Suki and Azula both looked at one another silently, frowns on their faces.

"Listen..." Azula sighed, looking away, "About last night."

"I don't wanna hear it." Suki rolled out of the hammock, a frown on her face as she held her iPad to her chest. She walked past Azula and went to go walk back into the apartment.

"I'm trying to apologize." Azula insisted, making Suki stop in her tracks and look at the fire bender.

"So say it."

Azula frowned heavily, her arms going across her chest, "If you are expecting to hear the 'S word' then you are going to be disappointed."

"I don't expect you to say that you are sorry, I know that would be too much."

"At least you are aware." Azula rolled her eyes.

"I just want you to say thank you."

"Thank you?"

"Yes, thank you. You act so ungrateful for all that Zuko and I are doing for you and Sokka and it is starting to piss me off."

"You and my brother?" Azula could not help but laugh at her comment, at this this woman's attempt to elevate herself to Zuko's level.

"Yes. Zuko and I. We are working, you are not."

"No, Zuko is working. You have a piss ass little job that makes you a grand total of $750 a month, most of which you keep to spend on clothes and other silly things for the apartment. Like that $400 bedding, really who needs that kind of bedding." Suki frowned at Azula as she spoke to her, her face flushing over. "So really..." Azula tapped her lips, "You are free loading just as much as we are."

Suki clutched her iPad to her chest, looking at Azula with an ever growing frown, "He loves me, we are partners."

"Partners." Azula smirked. "I've always wondered Suki; at what point in time did you decided that my brother was suddenly your one true love? I bet it was after you looked up the salary of a day trader. I bet you were more than happy to jump into bed with a man who would make enough money to buy you that big ole's ring you have always wanted."

"It's not like that." Suki mumbled, shrinking in place.

"Oh it is, and you know it. Why else would you leave that tall, dark skinned, water tribe god for my idiot brother?"

"You know that it did not happen like that, Azula! He was going to leave me anyways."

"You didn't know that! You slept with my brother before that, trapping his stupid little mind in your web long before you knew Sokka was going to end it with you! You were after him and his money, bottom line."

"I LOVE HIM!"

"No. You don't love Zuko. You love his paycheck."

The look in Suki's eyes threw Azula for a loop. She had said hurtful things to people before, including Suki, but she had never seen someone's heart break in front of her. Azula meant what she said though, she was not saying this just to piss Suki off like most of the time.

"Truth hurts, doesn't it?" Azula snapped.

Suki said nothing as tears started to fall from her eyes. She ran back into the apartment, going to her room and shutting the door quickly.

Azula was left standing in the balcony in the clothing that she had stolen from her brother's girlfriend, the same person who she had just sent to her room in tears.