To serve my master
S-E-Q-U-E-L
by Etherealstar

Author's notes: Here is the sequel that I promised hope you enjoy it. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS KISSING! OH LALA!
Disclaimer: Avatar and Avatar Manga is owned by Nickelodeon and Sitcom. All rights reserved.

Chapter 16: Beauty and shocks…

-A day ago…Zuko and I went into the East to be welcomed to a ball held by a woman of his past. He calls her Kimiko, but I call her enemy-one. It's not that I don't like her, in fact I don't know her, but I'm skeptical about her. According to some of maids at the Fire Nation, Zuko once tangled a knot with this woman called Kimiko until of course she revealed her infidelity. Ever since then, she's been bothering and gesturing him with sweet endearments which he often feels like gagging to. Not that I could blame him, especially if she betrayed him.

In a carriage and under a beautiful blue moon, I look at the stars and the sky and see myself smiling…I don't even need to see the future to know that I'm in Zuko hands. I see myself dancing and gazing into bottomless pools of beautiful amber. I drown over and over in his eyes and the feeling he exudes in me, weakens me and makes me come undone and to his liking.

Tonight was my night, I told the heavens. The night I would dance with royalty, I would meet my arch-nemesis – Kimiko, show her who owns Zuko and just be myself with the man I love. I smile to know that after a past of running so hard from my enemy, I suddenly have a future with him. The odds are slim, but luckily I was given the chance. Now I live in refinery and rich luxuries, Zuko spoils me rotten but regardless how much materialism he gives me, I know its not as nearly as what we have – our love. I blush so many times, knowing the once ruthless prince became so humble and subtle. Don't get me wrong, he's still pig-headed when he's ready but the point is he's changed.

But I guess, if everything of Zuko was to change then I wouldn't have fell in love with him, I would just be in love with a man for his wealth and that's what no woman should love a man for.

I turn to the side and I see him staring out the window. His side-profile is beautiful. I could stare at him for hours becoming lost at his perfect geometrical face. The perfect cut jaw and layer of white teeth makes me weak when he sends those toothy grins my way. His perfect pert nose and venomous amber eyes, paralyses the soul of any woman stunned. Accentuating his royal features are his Fire Nation clothes. It was the usual high-ranking Chinese tunic with Fire Nation symbols woven on the sleeves. I often wonder how Zuko felt at times loving a water-tribe woman. Did he feel as if I forced it upon him, or does he mean as he says – he truly loves me? There are so many questions I haven't asked and sometimes, I'm on the brink of asking them. But like many times when I'm about to tell him, he peers me just one look in the eye, and the words disappear and I'm left speechless only to gawk at the perfection he is.

I smirk at that thought. I had a lot of episodes like that in my life with boys that I barely knew and with Zuko, of course. I can't help it if I'm mesmerized by alluring eyes, it's just something about them that makes my skin shiver and grow all sensitive.'

Looking down at their interlaced fingers she unknowingly squeezes them a bit. Zuko turned to his side to see his beautiful girlfriend staring at what seem to be their interlaced fingers. He gave a small smile. She was always careful and tentative to the small things and it was for this reason he found himself drawn to her. The passionate love she radiated and the warmth she was, made her the perfect person to stand alongside him. In opposition to his pass when all he was, was a force of brute, he was amazed that the future had opened up and cast some light on him. Now Katara is here, standing with him and reassuring him all the way that some scars, no matter how deep they live and run, can be healed, just only if we want them to. And every time he looks into her soft face and she smiles at him, he sees the undying truth that there's nobody better for him - to hold and grow old with than Katara, his little water princess.

"You know you're an annoying-woman right?" Zuko finally said.

Katara, by contrast, appeared irritated, as if his patronizing approach got on her nerves. In which case she'd get back at him.

"Then it's a pity I'm your annoying woman" she giggled.

"True" he agreed.

"You're a moron" she sputtered.

"Is that so aye?" he was a bit taken back.

Anytime they joked around, he called Katara crazy names only to make her beat him up and then cuddle him at the end, but seemingly it appeared she picked up his notorious habit to be spiffy with words.

"It's a pity you didn't see that coming" she teased.

"So how am I a moron, oh-so-beautiful Katara?" she knew he was joking around now.

"Because you just are" she smiled.

He leaned closer, "So that's it, I just am?"

"Yup. You're just a moron, do you know why?" she turned to look into his eyes with a wicked glare.

"Why?"

"Because I said so. I'm the boss"

"But don't you think you were a little hard on me Ms. Boss-lady?"

"Hmm…not really, why should I consider being gentle on you when I don't love you" Katara heard a growl from Zuko.

Then felt his fingers tickling her all over. "Zukoo!" she squealed on the top of her lungs. She felt Zuko snake his fingers all about her, making oxygen something very difficult to attain.

"No Zuko, you'll undo my hairstyle…the maids took hours to fix it"

Zuko stopped upon her revelation. He left her to lie on the carriage seat and examined her. From the rising and falling of her chest, to the flustered look on her cheeks to the light glow of sweat on her forehead made her look absolutely beautiful and ravishing.

Their relationship was novelty and he treasured it everyday, especially if all he saw was potential to be beautiful.

Attracted to the ire, the hates, the charms and love of this one woman, Zuko swallowed when he thought that losing her would truly mean he had nothing and no reason to truly live. Leaning forward on her, he heard her small protest until he heard silence. Shutting her lips off to his, the world slowly became a romantic melody in their ears. Her lips were soft and inviting. Everything always felt right with this woman and he thanked God, it was only she who had that/the power.

Pulling back from her lips, he remained in his position, his fingers caressing the smoothness of her cheek. She was so beautiful. Every lash, every tear, every stare from her eyes made him weaker and supplanted to her. Engrossed by her amazing features, the couple was unaware to the carriage stopping.

"You're beautiful…" the words always seem to come out without any thought.

"So are you my koishii (love)" Katara said.

It was then they heard a knock on the carriage door, and too slow to react, the door opened only to reveal a most…inappropriate sight.

Both Zuko and Katara gasped in shock as some thirty people looked on at the two teenagers getting dangerously close.

Turning slightly, he felt like no words could escape his lips…

"It's not what you think" Zuko defended…

A deep voice of a man sounded, "So explain what it is"

Looking back, he grew angry… "Zhao"

To be continued…

HELP SHOUT-OUT: Hi everybody, I don't know what to really write for the sequel, so if you have any ideas please tell me. I'd love to hear them.