A/N: Sukka spies on the Kyoshin Warriors. GB!Sokka and GB!Suki. This is similar to my last chapter but a bit more emphasis on Sukka's thoughts of boy warriors.
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Sukka scoffed as she followed behind Aana and Kataan through the small, grimy village, trying to ignore the smell of testosterone and sweat that seemed to emanate from its very core. She could hardly imagine it - a town defended by a tribe of boys.
The idea was laughable actually. Boys were heavy, thick, slow and stupid. They relied more on brute strength than any sort of strategy or flexibility, unlike girls. Girls, with their smaller frames, learnt how the fight the right way, making the most out their lighter bodies and using their quick wit to gain the upperhand.
However, Sukka kept her tongue for now. Kataan loved to sing the praises of the male species, but she had been trained by the water tribe, men and women alike. She had learnt the ancient ways passed down from woman to woman, mother to daughter, sister to sister. She was a special case, and she was a bender, not that she would see it that way.
It definitely was embarrassing to be caught by them the day before, even though it was sheer luck. The sun was in their eye and there was the Unagi to worry about. The boys were simply in the right place at the right time. If it were a different setting, she would show them what it took to really win a fight.
But then, she felt a rhythmic thud, a slight vibration in the ground beneath her feet. She turned her head slightly towards a nondescript wooden hut, listening to the sound of shouting and grunting. The little boys were probably practicing. However, she was curious to see what they were doing.
Sparing a quick glance at the oblivious teens ahead (Aana was showing off for a few of the villagers, while Kataan tried to look disinterested in her attention), Sukka slipped away and moved behind the building.
She stooped, using her tribe's teachings to move stealthily along the walls. If she could just get a bit closer to the entrance, she could-
"Ah!" she cried as she was suddenly grabbed her arm and slammed to the floor. With a groan, she looked up into the face of her attacker, his face painted white and his eyes hard.
"What are you doing here?" he asked gruffly.
Sukka picked herself up quickly and said, "I thought I could show you guys a few moves."
There were chuckles all around the room and a wry smile crossed the boy's lips. "Alright then, princess. Show me your moves."
Sukka grinned as she assumed her stance, drawing her boomerang out of the sling on her back. This would be easy. She'd dodge his arms easily, and merely tap him on the chest. His armor was bulky enough to take the hit without him crying out.
She charged towards the boy, her weapon held out before her. However, he leaned out the way, bending his back almost inhumanly far to avoid her blade. Her eyes widened as she realized just how much she had underestimated her opponent. In one swift move, he drew his sword and knocked her boomerang out of her hand. Then with a quick sweep of his leg, Sukka was on the floor once more, the tip of a sword under her neck.
Sukka scowled, propping herself on her elbows as the boy stepped back. "I wasn't ready," she said, pulling herself onto her feet.
The boy shrugged and walked a few feet away, his sword held out before him as Sukka grabbed her boomerang.
"Ready this time, princess?" he called out.
Sukka growled before running again, her eyes watching his sides and his wrists. Maybe if she hit his hands, she could knock the sword away, just like he did and-
The boy dropped the sword before he jumped backwards, flipping onto his hands as he thrust his legs. They made contact with Sukka's chest as he landed on top of her, his hands making quick work of tying her legs and hands together.
"Those are some fine moves you got there, princess," the boy said once he got off her. "Come back when you've learnt better ones."
With flaming cheeks, Sukka wiggled towards her fallen boomerang, freeing her herself before running away from the dojo and the laughing boy.
