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Katara watched the small fire with mild interest and sighed. Damn insomnia.
"Can't sleep?" A deep voice whispered, Katara stiffened and kept her eyes fixed on the fire.
"Do you have to ask?" she replied in an annoyed tone. She could almost feel his smirk and shivered involuntarily.
"Well, I'm usually the one who can't sleep, you and the avatar always sleep like baby's." he replied taking a seat next to her. She kept her gaze averted from his and sighed.
"His name is Aang," she said coolly. "And its none of your business when I sleep," Zuko rolled his eyes at this.
"Did I say it was?" he replied. Katara said nothing and let the silence take them. However she quickly grew tired of the silence and spoke.
"What do you want?" Zuko shrugged and remained silent. Katara huffed and stood. "You obviously want something!" she said heatedly in a whisper. Zuko shot her a glare.
"Not really," he said before turning his head to the side. Katara groaned and plopped back onto the ground. "I am so bored," she said, mostly to herself. Zuko looked to her with a thoughtful expression.
"What do you want me to do about it?" he asked. Katara scoffed and stood again.
"Oh I don't know, why don't we play cards!" she snapped sarcastically. Zuko chuckled softly.
"Okay," he said getting up and pulling a deck of cards out of his Uncle's bag. Katara gaped.
Didn't the boy understand sarcasm! And why the hell does he have a deck of cards?
He held them in his hand and looked at her with a smirk.
"What?" he asked, walking into the brush of the forest they had camped in. He turned back, the smirk still ever present on his face. "You coming?" he asked, when she made no move he shrugged and continued on. Katara furrowed her brow but decided to follow him regardless.
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After around five minutes he stopped. Katara looked around and had to bite back a laugh. It was the spot Toph had made earlier for her and Iroh to have tea. Their were two chairs made out of earth and a flat rock that served as a table. Zuko sat down with no grace and placed the cards on the 'table' with a grin.
"Have a seat," he said, gesturing to the rock across. Katara took her seat and looked to him questioningly.
"Poker," Zuko said suddenly, sending a grin her way. Katara felt her heart beat quicken involuntarily. "What are the stakes?" she replied calmly, now eyeing her nails and trying to ignore how insecure she really was at this moment. Zuko's expression turned thoughtful.
"Lets make this interesting," he said softly. Katara looked up from her nails and eyed him carefully.
"Loser does laundry for a month?" she inquired, a soft smile gracing her features. Zuko chuckled.
"I was thinking a little more interesting," he explained, dealing the cards out. "The loser has to remove one piece of clothing each time they lose," Katara gaped. Strip poker! Apparently she had said that aloud for Zuko looked immensely amused.
"I suppose you could call it that," he said, still smirking. Spirits how she wanted to smack that off. "Or are you afraid?" he taunted. Katara clenched her fists.
"I am not afraid…You're on." she said confidence evident in her voice.
"Excellent,"
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An hour had passed and both were now in only their undergarments.
"You lost again," Zuko said with a smug grin. Katara gaped.
"But I-"
"You know the stakes," he said playfully. Katara let out a sigh of defeat and reached around to untie the cloth that held her breasts back.
"It won't come off," she explained with a smile. "Sorry,"
"Then I'll help you," he said getting up and walking towards her. Katara shook her head and shied away as he advanced.
"No, it's fine really!" Zuko chuckled and gently grabbed her shoulders. Why was he so insistent, the little pervert.
As Katara backed up she didn't notice the small hole her foot had stumbled into. Before either knew it they were on the ground, in a very compromising position. Zuko stared, his eyes stayed fixed to the flesh exposed underneath him.
"Damn," Katara cursed as she looked down. Now the cloth decided to come off. No more than a second later his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed. Katara looked down to the unconscious Zuko and gasped.
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY SISTER!" her brothers voice rang out angrily. She could see from the small light the moon offered he held his boomerang.
Oh shit
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A/n: Lily- This was a request from our friend Elizabeth. I know they are kind of OOC but oh well.
Also, sorry it took so long to update this, as well as Academy, we couldn't post anything! It wouldn't let us! But it's working for now, so I will stop ranting at you.
R&R please!
Jade&Lily