Kiss THIS!
zutara drabbles. (Plot, what plot? Have you ever heard of this strange thing they call plot?) A series of drabbles concerning a certain fire prince and water peasant and an authoress' many ways to get them to kiss.
Taken from the sixteen zutara prompts on lj. This is theeleventh one. Expect at leastthree (HOT DAMN DAMN DAMN!) more. (I plan to finish) I don't know for sure if all of them will have a kiss, but I'm going to try.
Quote is at the end to avoid spoilers.
Answers
"Hello Aang," She spoke softly into the night air. "Hello Sokka."
There was no answer from either boy. There was no need for one—their silence was enough.
"I'm here to confess." She admitted, more to herself than to the two in front of her. "I've been seeing Prince Zuko in secret—as lovers." She frowned quietly. "It's been going on for a while now…"
She waited paitently for their response—their anger, their shame, but no answer came.
"I know I should have told you, but I never really had the courage to. You two are my best friends—I love you, both." She paused quietly, as if she was afraid they would awaken right at that moment.
She quickened her breath, and whispered silently "But I love Zuko, more."
"Katara?" The grogy voice of the Fire Lord called out to his wife. "What are you doing out here, love?" He whispered, wrapping his arm around her and taking it as a chance to steal a kiss on her cheek.
"Waiting for an answer." She whispered before turning around with her husband back inside.
None came—but what would you expect when you ask for answers from corpses?
"Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead." –Benjamin Franklin
XXX
END
Hope I got you with the ending!
Now, sleep. Sounds good.
Jak