I love the Zutara100. Love it. And sorry about this one
having two author alerts, I screwed it up the first time and posted the
next chapter instead. My bad. :)
Prompt: #66 - Touch
Word Count: 204
Rating: G
A/N:
I went and saw the Goo Goo Dolls on friday night, and they were
awesome. So now I'm on a GGD kick. Fawesome. I got a cute shirt,
too. XD
Zuko moans and writhes in his sleeping bag.
"I can't believe how stupid you were, Zuko!" Katara admonishes, placing her hand on his forehead and frowning. "You have a terrible fever!"
"Sorry," he mumbles pathetically. His face is flushed, and he's sweating profusely. His body his is shaking, his teeth are chattering, and with the blanket pulled up to his chin he looks to all the world like he's just been for a swim in the middle of the icy ocean.
She sighs defeatedly. "Uncle Iroh told you not to stay in that river too long. It's just too cold for firebenders!"
Zuko groans in reply, and Katara sighs again, pulling her hand away. Zuko grabs it.
"Hey, what's the big idea?" She demands, tugging gently. He pulls her hand back towards his face and rests it on his cheek. She can feel his fever; he's burning up. Surprisingly, he smiles softly.
"Your hand... it feels good..." Zuko murmurs dreamily, closing his eyes. She smiles, sitting down beside him as he drifts into a restless slumber.
When he finally sleeps, she pulls her hand away again, and leans down to kiss him lightly on his feverish brow before exiting the tent with a grin.
END.