Chapter 27: I can too, Dream about you and me...
By KirariSoldier
Hey peoples... Just here to answer some questoins for curious readers.
Q: "How did Katara become the Imperial Empress of the Water Tribe"
A: Katara became (or is still yet to become) the Imperial Empress of the Southern and Northen Water Tribes by: A) Being of Royal heritage and blood, B) Being Female (just to make it alittle more interasting, it's a tradtion on the water tribes to have a women monarchy or ruler water is a more femine element, thus females have more power in the tribes - I will not go into the whole star sign and astrology thing now - I'll save it for later. ;).
Thanks for all of the reviews! I love all my reviewers to bits!
KirariSoldier
Taking off my crescent brow pendant and my starry pierced earrings What shall I do? My heart, my heart is filled with something mysterious
Even if the fireworks turn into stars and my love disappears into the darkness I beg you, please don't ever stop this kiss I don't mind if you steal, with the fragrance of velvet, This heart of mine,
oh my love encountered in the Galaxy
Spreading in the midnight, your cape is iridescent More and more, I love you TUXEDO MIRAGE Mirage of the Tuxedo
TUXEDO MIRAGE
Sounds of the canary bird music box softly fade out What shall I do? My heart, my heart is blocked with something strange
Even if my tears turn into stars and that merry-go-round is lost I beg you, please don't ever stop this kiss Glancing at your velvet cape, hoping you'll wrap me in it This heart of mine,
oh my love sworn in the Galaxy
In a storm of petals, embrace me tenderly Forever and ever, stay here please TUXEDO MIRAGE
Pretty Cast of Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon, "Tuxedo Mirage"
Katara sat upon the edge of her giant four-post bed. She was dressed in a thin silken night robe, starring out into the star-studded sky through her open door that led to a giant terrace. She could make out the constelations of Cygnus, Andromeda, Cassiopeia, and the Ursa Major. All of the stars where clear tonight, and could be read clearly. If she was right about what the stars were spelling out, she was to be most fortunate within the next week. Soon she heard a strong pounding at her doors. "Ayaka, woudl you please aswer that?" Katara asked her serving woman kindly.
"Yes, Ma'am." Ayaka replyed with respect. Ayaka moved swiftly over to the great holly doors and drew them open with much diffaculty. A tall, muscular figure with exotic tanned skin, strolled into her room. His soft, raven tresses hung around his face, perfect upper chest slighty exposed by his slightly opened, and stunningly green roce. "Haru?" Katara asked as she slowly stood. "What are you-" She was cut off as his perfect hands encircled her neck,
pullling her close to him. "How I have longed to see you..." He said in his enticing vocie. "Please- - Haru - - Let me go..." She begged, only to have his hold tighten. "No. I need to feel you. Before you marry - - him." Haru said, sadness welling.
Katara was speechless. He needed to hold her? Fell her before she married - - him? Katara summoned all of her strength and pushed Haru from her. "How dare you. How dare you reffer to Aang in the tone! For your information, I love that 'him' you so scornfully speak off!" Katara said, feeling very, very aggitated at the moment. "Katara? You love him?" Haru asked as he drew away from her. "Yes! I do!" Katara said, anger flickering in her normally serene eyes. This time it was Haru's turn to be speechless.
"Leave." Katara said as she pointed to the doors. "Leave - NOW!" She shouted with rage. "I can't stand you!" She said as tears welled in her eyes. She ground her teeth toghter. Haru stood where he was, not moving an inch. "Didn't you hear me! LEAVE!" More tears spilled from her eyes. Her knees gave way,
and she fell to the soft flooring below. Her face was craddled in her shaking hands. "Leave - now - get out.." She murmured over and over into her palms. Haru kneeled beside her, holding a white rose.
Katara looked up. Haru gazed down at her with a smile. "Katara. I know, you did not choose me. But please, say I will always have a place in your heart"
He said in a comforting tone. He gingerly ran the delicate flower over the skin of her flushed cheeks, to her lips. "I love you, Princess Katarian Berencies Ara XII." He said as he placed a gental kiss on her lips for the last time. He then stood, dropped the rose on the floor beside her, and walked out of the giant holly doors. Katara sat, truly taken aback by his words and actions.
Minutes went by before tears stopped flowing from her eyes. She then picked up the rose, opened a thick book, and placed it in the center of it. Perserved for all eternity. She then placed the book back on the shelf it was taken from. It was late, she was about to collapse from her state of tiredness. She lay on her soft, goose feather bed, and dirfted off to a dreamless sleep.
/ That morning... /
Aang woke with excitement the morning. For today he was to be wed to his one and only, his princess Katara. He quickly climbed out of bed, summoned for some breakfest, and sat upon his over stuffed chintz chair. After he was done eating a delicious meal, he strood over to Katara's chambers.
When he finally came upon her place of residence, he took a deep breath, and knocked on the great holly doors. Ayaka answered his request. She ushered him into her sleeping place.
He saw Katara laying upon her bed, one arm propped behind her head, the other lying on her stomache. Her chest rising and falling with gental breaths. Her aburn colored curls sprawled out around her head like a fan, she looked like a peacfull, dreaming angel. She slowly crept over to her, sat at her side, and ran one index finger over her cheek. Katara responded to his advances with a soft moan and began to shift in her sheets. Aang gave a slight laugh and continued to stroke her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open to see Aang smiling at her.
She returned his smile and said in a sweet tone: "Morning, sunshine." Aang continued to stroke her cheek, trying to coax her out of her giant cocoon of silken sheets. "Morning, love." He replyed as he lifted her from her bed. "Are you ready?" He asked in a soothing tone. "Yeah..." She said in a sing-songy vocie. .
but you need to leave..." She said playfully as she guided him to the door. "Why?" He asked in a needy vocie. "Don't you know? It's bad luck to see the bride before the weding!" She chidded as she blew him a kiss and gave a suductive wink before closing the door in his face.
When the door shut, Aang let out a dramatic sigh, and left to ready himself for the ceremony as well.
Katara sat infront of his infamous tri-fold vanity as Ayaka and 2 other attending women tied her long hair in an amazing style. She sported a giant, solid gold headpiece that had various semi-precious stones engraved in it. Her make up was every bit as grande as the head piece. Her lids were covered in a deep azure,
her skin covered over in pale white powder, and her lips where as red as the fire goddess Lakami's obi.
Her robes where similiar to that of which she wore the other day, but much more rich on color and design. And much more diffacult to walk in. When all of her preporations where finished, she was guided out of the chamber and down a long corridor. She walked for many minutes, her wodden sandals clanking on the teak flooring as she went. The hall seemed to never end. She walked, and walked until she came upon the grandest door yet.
The great oak doors that had the crest of the Imperial Water Tribes was slowly opened. Bright sunlight flowed into the room, and she was bathed in every once of it. As she stepped out of the doors, she was greeted by the southern pole, and most of the northern one at that. The crowd awed at her splendid beauty, entranced as she walked with such grace down the asile to join Aang and her father, Isamu, who would be passing the crown onto her and perform the ceremony.
When she reached the vast alter, her father beaming down upon his little girl, she blushed, but no one could tell beneath all that make-up. She gave a great smile and looked to Aang, who too shared the joy she was feeling. "People of the great Imperial Lands of the North and the South, the great goddess selenity who guides us in all we do, today sanctufys a union that will be a blessing for all of the world." The crowd cheered at Emperor Isamu's words. Isamu took Aang's hand and joined it with Katara's, and gently bound them with a deep, jade colored sash. "With the tying of this sash, we shall not only unite two lives, two nations shall be joined as one.
Air and Water shall combined, and a great force shall be born!" The crowd cheered even louder than before.
"May I present to you, people of the grand and vast land of the north and the south, Katarian Berencies Ara XII and Aang, great and legendary Avatar!" The crowd roared with applause and cheers than ever. "You are looking upon the next rulers of our great and refined land!" Katara and Aang where to deep in a passionate kiss to notice the crowd and her father's words. When they finally broke from their kiss, Isamu spoke. "Join us at the setting of the sun for the coronation of Empress Katarian and Emperor Aang!" And with that, the crowd was the loudest it had ever been.
Katara and Aang where ushered from the alter and to a private quaters. "Finally..." Katara said as she pounced onto Aang. Her head peice slipping off her head in the process. "Carefull there, future empress of the water tribes! Don't want to wrinkle your robes!" Aang said playfully as he pulled her down onto a bed. She giggled as her hair fell all around her face. "That is so much better...it was starting to give me a headache, it was so tight..." She said as she ran her hands through her long, aburn mane.
Aang simply staired at her. "You are so beautiful..." He trailed as he laid her down. Katara gazed into his stormy grey orbs with such love and passion. "I love you, Aang..." She said as she placed needy kisses on his lips. Aang returned kisses with ones filled with passion. He licked at her bottom lip, begging for admission to her. She wilfully let him enter her, tounges mingled. When they finally broke off for air, panting and in sweat, both gazed into each other's eyes.
"Is it time?" He asked in a whisper only ment for her to her. "Yeah..." Katara said as she removed her arms from his neck. The first three layers of Katara's mutli-
layer bridal kimono fell around her feet. There was still about seven more layers to shead, but they where in no hurry... Aang picked up a fimiliar white rose from Katara's bedside table and ran it gently accorss her face, neck, chest, and arms. Their eyes ment once again, and Aang placed slow, sweet kisses upon her lips. He began to make a trial down her cheek, neck, and chest.
The rose fell from his grasp and to the floor below. As it came into contact with the ground, a single petal fell. The sweet aroma of Katara's body perfum filled his sences with lavender, jasmine, and lilies-of-the-valley. Two more layers of Katara's kimono fell from her body and to the floor below. Aang untied the sash that held the five most inner layers toghther, and tree more layers fell... Now all that Katara was wearing was a single, thin silk robe. Aang traced her collar bone through the thin fabric, and started to slip the robe of from her sholders. Her shoulder completely bared, he placed gental kissed upon them as he robe slipped even father down...
BANG BANG BANG!
A knock came from the door behind them. "Who ever it is I'm going to kill them!" Aang whispered as Katara tried to calm him. Sokka and Suki burst through the doors looking extemly pleased with them sleves. "Hey you two-" Sokka stopped dead as he saw their current postions. Aang stradling Katara, who was apparently half-nude. "Woow...looks like we choose a wrong time to congradulate you..." Suki said as a deep, crimson blush came to her face. "Yeah! I would think so!" Aang said menacingly at the couple. "Sorry...we'll come back another time!" Sokka said as he quickly closed the door.
Katara then burst out laughing. "Did you see the look on their faces!" She said as she hugged Aang. "Yeah...now, where were we?" He asked playfully as he laid Katara back down. Katara gave a girlish laugh as Aang once again started on his pursuit of love...
TO BE CONTINUED...