Okay, I am going to post this drabble and then go back to working on a Jet X Katara one for Jet's-Girlfriend! Then I am going to work on the first chapter of my new fanfiction The Flames of Deceit and Demise. Here's the drabble….
Title: Hate version 2 (funnier version)
Drabble #: 3
Pairing: Zutara
"What about you, Zuko?" Katara asked.
The banished prince didn't seem to be listening.
She snapped her fingers in front of his face and he looked up,"What?" he asked irritably.
Katara sighed; Zuko hadn't wanted to join their little group in the first place. Iroh had been the one to join, and Azula's attack had taken a toll on his health. Zuko wouldn't leave his Uncle for anything.
Remembering his position, Katara plastered her best fake smile on her face, "Would you like some watermelon?"
"What's that?" he asked rudely.
Iroh shook his head, this wasn't looking good.
"Its sweet, watery red melon and it taste really good. Would you like some?" She tried to keep up her pink aura.
"No, I don't want any of that disgusting, watery fruit, especially if you touched it Katara." he smirked.
"ZUKO, manners, its 'no, thank you." Iroh hissed.
"I'm sorry, my mistake. No, thank you, peasant." he smirked again.
Katara hated...no despised Zuko and his arrogant smirk.
"How DARE you insult me like that! All I've been trying to do cince you joined us was make nice! But no, you had to keep acting like the stupid, arrogant, crazy, clueless, heartless prince of the fire nation, you used to be! But you aren't one anymore are you? All you are is a poor fugitive! With no past, no present, and certainly NO FUTURE!" Katara dumped all the watermelon onto Zuko's head.
"YOU ARE THE MOST..." both teens started at the same time, yelling at the top of their lungs.
A string of stupid and senseless insults followed.
Until at the climax of the fight...
"Do you want to kiss me as bad as I want to kiss you!" Zuko asked, still yelling.
"I'm suprised, someone as smart as you would have to ask!" Katara shouted back.
The two teens smashed their lips together in a clumsy kiss.
" I HATE YOU!" they said when they broke apart and stalked off.
"Man, wonder what they'd do if they liked each other?" Aang asked.