Of Princes

The fire (a destructive thing, always gasping in air, feeding on the land, and therefore destroying to survive) becomes a warm, welcoming glow reflected in amber eyes. What does he see in the fire?

After the first month of traveling, the novelty of knowing a real, live Prince is gone, giving a space for her to fill with... with what?

"I have a surprise for you," she says softly, jolting both of them out of the silence, but only he jumps. "I'll be right back," she says, even softer than before, and disappears out of the circle of light.

He swallows in fear of a young girl, afraid of what the surprise is – he fears that she is going to attempt seduction and then he'll have to explain to her that–

A hand comes into view, dangling something from two outstretched fingers, and he can feel the soft heat of her body across his back – she is almost touching him and he has an urge to lean back into her and see how soft her figure really is. And then the smell of something he thought long, long lost sneaks into his senses, coming from the bag she holds in front of him.

"Ginseng! My favorite!"


A/N: Fooled you, huh? Yep, IrohxKatara is gross, but so fun to write.

Pimping:
Ginkgo Leaves by Eladriewen
Wind and Rain by subdivided
push by PallaPlease
Transition by Boosette