A/N: Muwahaha! Here comes the funny part. Do you guys get the cycle? What could have happened, what would have happened, what was. Kay, read on.
Zutara-Princess
What Was
As they both layed awake, thier thoughts seemed to wander again.
It had bee a frightning encounter, but when he looked back on it, it was rather funny.
Maybe I'm overreacting. I'm not so sure she was really in any danger at all.
He closed his eyes.
There could've been more. I just know it.
As she thought about this, her thoughts wandered to how it all had started, and a large grin took over her face.
"Hhhmmm..." Katara mumbled comfortably at the wonderful sensation her right hand was experiencing. Warm, short breaths were upon her hand, and she felt the need to turn up her palm.
The tickling wet sensation of something sliding up and down her slender fingers left her trembling with excitement and anticipation, but she remained still, wondering how far it would go.
Three days after being stuck on a stupid island together, Zuko thought he was going to be sick. The waterbender's cooking was terrible, he much preferred his uncle's.
It was still early and although the sun was only just peeping out, he wished for slumber. But, slumber is something he never recieved.
Instead, the Avatar's waterbender, Katara, had caught more than she needed, and Zuko turned to look at her enviously for the ninth time that morning. She always got to sleep just fine, while he tossed and turned on the hard ground. He wondered how she could sleep so well.
Zuko was about to turn away when movement caught his eye.
Zuko took a fighting stance.
"Katara," he called.
The feeling continued, and she started to wiggle slightly, despite her attempts to stand still.
"Katara," She heard him whisper harshly.
"Hhhmm?" she said lightly, thinking that his voice sounded unusually far away from where she thought he was.
"Don't...move," he said seriously.
Don't move? Katara wondered oddly. What kind of thing is that to say?
Her eyes fluttered open and she saw Zuko standing several feet away from her.
She gasped.
Zuko saw her eyes open and heard her small gasp of surprise.
He gritted his teeth.
"Don't panic," he told her.
He watched her head slowly rise to meet the eyes of the large animal.
Katara looked up slowly.
Her blue eyes met ginger ones.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Katara jumped instinctively to her feet and began to run in the opposite direction.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Zuko sighed frustratedly. That was the absolute last sound he wanted to hear.
The bear followed the small girl as she backed away, and Zuko knew he had to act.
He placed himself in between Katara and the bear, and once it saw him the gigantic animal reduced his speed, taking small, poachful steps that frightened both of the teens.
It walked right up to Zuko, nearly two inches from the now shaking firebender bender's nose.
Katara watched helplessly as the bear approached the boy, every step it took menacing and pushing her fear deeper.
As the bear stopped, Katara almost cried over how close it was to the firebending prince, ready to take his face off at any given moment.
Both teens were rooted to their postitions, watching as the bears' face slowly approached his.
Zuko took one glance at the monster, whose face was growing larger, before shutting his eyes and preparing himself for pain.
But the pain never came. Instead, he recieved the most disgusting thing he had ever felt.
Katara's facial expression changed from contorted fear to that of pure hysteria.
"Haahahahahahahhahahahaha!" she screamed joyously, reffering to the rather large lick he had recieved, covering his entire head front down to his upper-torso in slober.
"Shut up!" he yelled at her. This only made Katara laugh harder.
The bear sat and began cleaning his paws, as if licking a complete stranger for no apparent reason was completely rational.
Katara clutched her sides and fell over, laughing so hard tears spilled out of her eyes.
And when she saw Zuko glaring holes right into her, she tried to hold in her obnoxiousness, only to lead to much more intense laughing. Now she was rolling around on her back.
"Could you get any more annoying?" he growled, embarassed. Stupid bear, he thought.
Katara laughed so hard it took the breath from her lungs, but she didn't stop.
The prince looked at the girl, completely annoyed by her childish humor. There was only one thing that would stop her annoying laughter.
Katara stopped briefly, to take a breath. But once again, she was deprived of air, this time, though, much more pleasantly.
Zuko was on top of her, his hands wrapped around her tightly, his lips pressed aginst hers roughly, making it hard for her to utter a sound. Not that she'd want to. She feared that words would ruin the magic.
The bear stopped cleaning to look at the two teenagers and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, indicating a sort of smile.
His job was done, he had served his duty towards the spirits. Now, he hoped, the spirits would keep their word, and grant him a love of his own.
A/N: K guys, just in case you didn't know, Zuko and Katara were kissing. (duh...rolls eyes).
The bears job was to create a love between two people. If he did this, he would be granted a bride. That's it. I should probably make the same story in the bears POV. Now that would be interesting.
But, all good things in time, and I still have no idea how long my other two multi-chapters are gonna be, nor where to go from where I am on them.
I'd really apprectiate it if you'd check those out and give me some feedback, and advice. God knows I need it. (Sorry if saying 'God' ofended anybody. No disrespect intended towards the big guy...or Athiests...gotta remember the Athiests...)
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