a/n: Oh, crap! I know it's not Friday, but I have been SOOO busy!! I'm trying to get my summer schedule together between working at a spa, working at The Wild Frontier (Computer Arts Summer Camp go to its website at . biz), volunteering at the local library, drivers ed, going to Denver, UGH!! So I hope it's not TOO late, and thank you so much for sticking with me!! :)
Haru and Jet:
Couple's Therapy
Haru stared at the wall. He didn't blink, eyes wide open, staring at the wall. He'd been like that for the past few hours. Of course, the wall was covered with television screens. Television screens that were cyber-stalking Jet.
He'd managed to hack into the security cameras in the building, including those in the holding facilities, or dorm rooms.
And yes, that included the bathrooms, which he was currently watching. Jet was humming softly, scrubbing himself, as the steam swirled around him.
"I kissed a girl, and I liked iiiiiit!" Jet sang, completely off key.
Haru stared, eyes wide open. He hadn't blinked for half an hour now.
Jet rubbed the soap over his chest, still singing and humming. Suddenly, the soap slipped out of his hands, slid along the floor, up the other end of the tub, and back behind him.
Jet turned around, and oh so slowly started to bend over...
WHIRRRRRUHHMMM
All the lights went off, including the TV screens, as the power shut off.
"Azula!" Zuko shouted.
"What?! I'm trying sleep!" Azula shouted back.
"What's going on? What's wrong?!" Toph demanded.
"Turn the power back on, I'm trying to watch America's Next Top Model!" Zuko shouted.
"Make me!" Azula screamed.
"Oh, that's it! That was the last straw, Azula!" Zuko yelled.
"Do something!"
"Oh, I'll do something, alright!"
"Bring it!"
"You won't hit her!" Toph shouted. "You won't hit her!"
Haru's eye twitched. He was watching his Fairy Princess, and they ruined it!
"SILENCE!! ALL YOU SHUT UP!!" Haru shouted. "Azula, turn the power back on, or I will never be your torture bunny ever again!"
Azula paled at the thought of losing her best bunny, and she quickly amped up the electricity again.
Haru turned back to the TV screens. Jet was gone!
Haru quickly scanned the rest of them, trying to find his Fairy Princess. But Jet was nowhere to be found!
Suddenly, a fishnet-covered leg in stiletto heels wrapped around Haru's door frame. Haru whipped around, and stared. He'd know that leg anywhere!
"Pr-Princess?" Haru asked.
The leg simply disappeared. Haru dashed towards the door only to see said leg—and dear gods! was that a miniskirt?!—disappear around the corner. Haru ran around the corner, and saw a door cracked open, and swinging slightly. He burst through the door.
Jet! Haru's heart sang. ...and Ms. Liz B. Anne?! Dr. Al K. Holic...oh gods!!
Jet was sitting in a chair next to the therapy couch, in normal, non-drag clothing.
Ms. Liz was standing in her usual attire, a white blouse, with ruffles across the chest, and a black pencil skirt that came up to just above her breasts. It would have looked sexy on anyone else, but her snooty scowl ruined the effect.
So whose leg...?
Dr. Al K. Holic was in his evil-genius chair, and swiveled around.
Haru gagged. He thought he just might throw up! Dr. Al was dressed completely in drag including a tube top, miniskirt, and silver stilettos.
"Hello Haru. I thought my current outfit might help us understand each other better." Dr. Al said in his monotonous drone.
"Uh, no. And that tube top is so last season!" Haru said, making a grimace of disgust. He turned to Ms. Liz. "And honey, you cannot pull that off!"
Haru snapped, did the head bobble thing, and turned to walk out.
"Haru!" Jet called.
Haru immediately stopped. "Yes, Princess?"
Jet blushed slightly at the nickname. "I think we should do this. I mean, we really need to talk about...you, and uh...me."
Haru grinned. "So you admit there's an 'us'."
"I never said that!" Jet argued. "I just think we need to talk."
"As you wish, Princess." Haru said, and sat down on the couch, lounging sexily.
"Well, Jet. Perhaps you should start it off." Dr. Al droned.
"I just feel like we went too fast you know? I mean, you never took me out to dinner, or bought me pretty things, or held my hand or anything!" Jet said, pouting cutely.
"Aw, Princess! I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful I just couldn't help myself!" Haru purred.
"Really?" Jet asked hopefully.
"Of course. You're my Princess, remember?" Haru asked, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"Oh Haru!" Jet cried, glomping Haru on the couch. Jet buried his face into Haru's chest, hugging him.
Haru pulled Jet closer, and ran his fingers through his hair. "Shh. Shh." Haru crooned, comforting his Princess.
A sobbing sound came from the door. "It's just-sniff-so beautiful!" Sokka cried.
"They're so sweet!" Aang bawled. "So touching!"
Zuko ran up to Aang. "Hey, the bitchy one got kicked off—what's with you two?"
"It's so romantic!" Aang and Sokka both cried.
Zuko looked into the therapy room to see Ms. Liz looking at Jet and Haru in mild disgust, Jet crying on Haru, Haru coping a feel on Jet's ass, and dear Agni! Dr. Al in dressed in drag.
"What the hell?!" Zuko demanded.
"Don't judge me." Dr. Al said, crossing his legs.
A gagging sound came from his left, and Zuko looked over to see Mai choking. "Too...much...fluff! Need...angst!!"
"Rose!" Zuko shouted.
A mini mushroom cloud appeared, and Rose0404 stepped out of it. "Yes, Zuzu?"
"I told you not to call me that!" He muttered.
"Sorry, Zuzu."
Zuko scowled at her, and then pointed accusingly to Jet and Haru. "Just what is that?!" He demanded.
"Well...that is me making up to the readers for my horrible writer's block/laziness. Besides, everyone loves hot gay sex!" She chirped.
"You do realize this is based off of a children's show, right?!" Zuko demanded.
"Tell that to the Zutarians." Rose retorted, before eyeing Zuko. "Yum."
Zuko quickly stepped back a pace. "Why are you looking at me like that?!"
Rose looked at Zuko, then at Aang, then back at Zuko again. "Sorry, gotta go! I just got the inspiration for our next chappie! Tootles!" She called, before disappearing into another mini mushroom cloud.
"Wait! What's that supposed to mean?! ROSE!!" Zuko shouted.
To Be Continued...
(tbc)
A/N: So, if I haven't forgotten to update yet, this should be the third one of my pre-written chapters. YAY! I already have an idea for the next chapter, as well as a common theme for the next few chappies! COUPLE THERAPY.
Now, I know I've already done it between Sokka, Yue, Ty Lee, and Suki, but I really like the idea!
So, in honor of the voting tradition (which no one seems to do anymore!) just vote to tell me who you want to be theraperized next! Aang and Katara? Sokka and Toph? Azula and Mai/Ty Lee? Zuko and Mai/Katara? Appa and Momo?
Anyway, I know this chappie is short, but I do have a story for you, so never fear!
The Honeymoon
"Oh Haru! This is going to be the best date ever!" Jet cried, gazing in awe at the white horse prancing on the beach.
"Anything for my Princess." Haru said, smiling.
He lifted Jet up onto the stallion, and climbed up himself.
They rode down the beach, laughing and carefree.
Jet clung to Haru, burying his face in Haru's back, inhaling his scent. "You smell amazing!" He whispered into the other man's ear.
Haru smirked. "You want to stop for our picnic Princess?"
"Mmhm." Jet nodded, still sniffing Haru.
Haru pulled on the reins to try to get the stallion to turn around. But the horse just rearing instead, throwing Jet onto the ground.
Haru leaped off the horse. "Jet! Jet! Are you alright, Princess?"
"Oww..." Jet moaned. "I think I sprained my uh...my ass."
Haru grinned somewhat evilly. "Well, maybe a massage will help..."
"Oi!" Toph called. "This is a public beach, with children!"
Jet and Haru turned around to see Zuko and Mai gagging—overcome by the fluff, Toph giving her creepy blind glare, Aang and Sokka smiling and sniffling slightly, and Katara screaming something about hot guys always being gay.
Undeterred, Haru asked, "So does that mean we can't borrow someone's sunscreen?"
"YES!"
