Standard spoiler disclaimer applies.
Really, really, OoC. But oh well. IT'S FOR THE FUNNY!
Jak
30 Kisses--#20---The road home
Holes
(not plot holes, btw, just holes.:) )
I think I may be just be in love with her after all.
Don't look at me like that! It's not like I want to be. It's not like I asked the Spirits, "Hey, you know what would be great? If you made me fall in love with the waterbender—yeah, the Avatar's friend." Because I didn't.
I didn't ask for any of this, you know. I could have been happy, content, living at home with Father and Azula, but no, I just had to open my big mouth that one time, thus changing my life forever.
Instead, here I am, holding hands with the Avatar's gal-pal on the back of a flying bison, with the girl's (Katara—remember her name, damnit, or she's never going to make out with you.) brother glaring at me like I had two heads or something. I'm pretty sure that if, er, that one guy (Gal-pal's brother…Socks? Yes, I think his name is Socks. Something like that, anyway.) was a firebender, I'd be on fire right now.
Then there's the blind chick. I'm pretty sure she was hitting on me a while back ago, and besides that being severely creepy, she keeps giving me these knowing looks, like, "Ha ha I know something you don't." It's scary. Luckily, the Avatar keeps distracting her by doing stupid things. ("Hey, look at this rock, Toph!" Never mind that she's blind. Idiot.)
And then there's Katara, who's holding my hand.
I'm not really sure why she's holding my hand, but she is and I'm not going to stop her. It's nice, actually, holding her hand. It's nice and warm and sort of comforting, in a way. Katara's a nice person, really. I'd forgotten what nice people were like during my exile (if I ever knew before), so Katara was a welcomed change.
It doesn't hurt that she's pretty, too.
Well, for a water peasant, at least.
I turn and look at her again—no, she's pretty any way. I can't remember meeting a girl this pretty in the Fire Nation. I'm sure there is, somewhere, I just can't remember. Katara's got a lovely smile, beautiful eyes, comforting hands and a pleasant spirit.
Which is why I think I'm in love with her.
Damn.
Zuko is staring at me again.
I'm not for sure if I should be flattered or terrified by this. I think I'm just going to hold his hand for now. That usually distracts him. And it pisses Sokka off. (I WIN!)
Look! He's not staring anymore! Hurray!
…I think.
…
You can look at me occasionally, you know. I'm not going to bite. I just don't want you staring, it's creepy.
…
Okay, you know what? Fine. You win. Stare at me.
…
…Please?
YES! He's looking at me again! Score one for Katara!
Cha-ching!
Sometimes I think I fell in love with a mad woman.
The flying bison has landed, we're setting up camp, and she's staring at me.
It's kinda creepy.
But endearing, at the same time. Flattering, too.
The only real weird part is that every time I look over at her, she does this little cheer thing.
Madness. Girls are crazy.
I'm only staring at him because he started staring at me first.
Really.
I'm just doing it to get back at him. I'm not…checking him out or anything.
He does have lovely, eyes, though. And a nice bum. A very nice bum.
But I'm not checking him out. Oh no. That would imply that I like the asshole. And I don't. I mean, he's a nice guy and a great friend, and I'm sure he has this really horrible, tragic past that would make me want to hug him, but I don't like him.
He has a really nice bum, though. That I like.
But that doesn't mean I like him.
…
Shit, it does, doesn't it?
I have come to the reasonable conclusion that I'm not in love with her.
Really, I'm not. It's impossible to be in love with someone you've known for only a few weeks. Therefore, I'm not in love.
I like her, sure, but I don't love her. Love is far too strong of a word, and I'm too young.
So I just like her.
She's looking at me again, and I can feel my heart race. (No! Stop that! Bad heart!) A mad heat is rushing to my face, and I really can't stop it. She smiles when she notices my blush, stands, and wanders over to me, a coy expression on her sweet little face.
"Want to take a walk with me?" She asks, holding out her hand to help me up.
Socks glares and Toph grins—really, what am I getting into? And Aang looks confused. Even still, I nod and take her hand, rising from my spot on the ground and following her off into the woods.
Stupid heart.
I win. :)
I've got it so that now he blushes every time I look at him. It's sweet, really, because he's just as guilty as I am at staring, he just doesn't want to admit it.
We walk in companionable silence in the woods, right next to one another. Our hands brush occasionally, but we aren't holding hands. We don't talk, but his face is the prettiest shade of red as he tries to avoid looking me in the eye. It's romantic, in a sense, because I never really thought I'd ever have anything like romance with the Prince, and it's comforting and makes the world seem normal for once.
We reach the edge of a stream, and suddenly he grabs my hand, pulling me away. I give him a look and he shrugs.
"You almost stepped in that hole." Is his excuse, but he doesn't let go of my hand as we continue walking.
Oh, I think I may love this man.
Right, so I lied and am a bad person. Let's move on.
There was no hole there, but that didn't mean there couldn't have been one. Who knows what sort of danger is out there for a pretty little waterbender like her? It's a good thing she has me around to protect her from imaginary holes and such. It would have been absolutely terrible if something happened to her.
Like right now.
SNAP!
"Are you okay?"
No, I'm not okay! I'm laying on the ground, wincing in pain FOR FUN, damnit! Ow, ow, ow…my foot…
"Did you trip?" I nod, and he kneels down beside me. He picks up my foot gently, studying it carefully, but still being gentle with it.
"I think it's just sprained. You should be okay, though." He stays kneeled, though, and watches me as I try to stand. I fail.
"Here," He whispers, and in an instant I'm swept off my feet and in his arms. (SWOON!) "I'll carry you back to camp."
No! Not back to camp! Then I'll have to deal with Sokka. "Just get me to the stream," I say quietly, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I'll be able to heal it there."
He nods, and carries me off into the sunset. (SWOON!)
I still win. :)
She's surprisingly light, actually.
I don't mind holding her like this. I kinda feel like it's my fault she tripped and fell anyway, (I jinxed her) but carrying her is…nice. I like having her arms wrapped around me, and her legs in my arms and…
…OH SH—I JUST DROPPED HER---
Sploosh
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!
Get off of me, jerk!
My foot…
He spits out the water in his mouth and rolls off of me, looking horrified (as he should!). "I'm sorry! Are you okay?"
No, I'm not okay, I'm injured, you basta—
But look at his face! He looks so, so…sweet.
I wince. "I think I'll be fine, just help me—"
SPLOOSH AGAIN
dsfjasdd;fj wfads ldjw3!
What just happened?
She…I…we…
Did we just kiss?
Oh…my…God…
She grabs my collar, and pulls me back into the stream with her, pressing her lips against mine.
I win. :)
I win, damnit, I win.
XXX
END
Hehe, this ended up being long, which is kinda good because I don't think I'll be able to update the rest of this week. Sorry, but it's my last week of school, finals and things like that. ;)
Jak