A/N:
Back with more of our cute couple in their modern world
Part 3:
Hakoda was not happy with this one bit. He really couldn't believe his daughter was dating that creep across the street. Not only that but that creep was coming over for dinner. Folding his arms as he watched his daughter work her way around the kitchen, humming to herself happily, Hakoda tried his best not to tell her he changed his mind. As much as he hated this whole situation, he could tell his daughter wasn't going to just leave the man alone. Especially not when she was involved with him so deeply that the two of them went on a three day trip together. He tried his best to block out what he saw in her bag, evidence of what took place on her trip.
Cringing, No, don't think that. He squeezed his eyes shut as he rubbed his temple. Hakoda knew if he thought about it too much that he was going to strangle that asshole from across the street for touching his daughter.
"Hey dad, can you not brood over there and help me a little?" Katara asked her father as she was taking one of the dishes out of the oven.
Reluctantly getting off the bar stool, Hakoda went to help chop the rest of the ingredients for one of her dishes. Usually he loved cooking in the kitchen with his daughter and preparing food with her, it was one of their fun things to do together. However, this evening was a little different and Hakoda wasn't exactly happy about cooking dinner that would be shared with the creep across the street.
"Dad, I know you have a problem with who I'm seeing but I promise you, he's been good to me the entire time." Katara said as she chopped the vegetables beside her father.
Snorting a scoff, "The man is more than twice your age and he's Fire Nation descent. Our people do not get along with his people."
Katara started to remember when she was younger that even in this life, there were still issues between people of fire and water. Their elements just clashed a lot differently than the others. It wasn't anything like the 100 year war but there were conflicts between the two elements during the development of the republic city and certain hate groups targeting one another.
"What does either of those things matter? So what if he's older and he's not like us? I don't care."
"I care! I don't like the idea of my daughter messing around with a man that is probably my exact age." Hakoda spat. "You both should be with someone your own ages."
"Well, I don't really like the guys my own age." Katara shrugged her shoulders as she poured the chopped vegetables in the pot.
"And why not?"
"Because they're all pervs."
"And that son of a bitch across the street isn't?"
Katara shot her father a look as she stirred the pot. "Ozai never did anything to me that I didn't want him to. I'm one that initiates everything."
Hakoda felt sick. How could his innocent daughter say something like that? This was the first time she was dating. How could she know what to do let alone know what to want? Sure, the kids these days were exposed to a whole lot more and knew things without first hand experience but he didn't think Katara knew any of that stuff.
"So sleeping with him was your idea and not his?"
Feeling her face redden as she tried focusing on cooking, "We had been seeing each other for 4 months and I was sort of wanting to do more than just kissing. He always tried to slow me down or stop me. Eventually, I got upset that he didn't want to go further with me so he planned the beach trip so it could be special since it was my first time."
Dear gods I didn't want to know all of that. Hakoda groaned mentally.
When dinner was finished and Katara set the table. The doorbell rang and she jumped to go get it as her father took a seat at the table.
"You're here." Katara smiled as she hugged Ozai at the door. She really thought he wouldn't show up.
Ozai gave her a reassuring head pat as he felt her father could be watching them.
"Come, dinner is all finished and my dad even helped." Katara said gleefully as she took his hand and led him to the dining room.
Reaching the dining room, Ozai caught sight of Katara's father looking dead at him.
"Dad, this is Ozai. Ozai this is my father." Katara introduced them.
The two men silently stared at one another creating an atmosphere of tension. Katara smiled awkwardly as she brought Ozai to the foot of the dining room table and sat in the chair to his right while her father eyed them from the head of the table.
The majority of dinner was uneventful. Ozai didn't say much except answer a few questions Hakoda tossed at him. Like his age, how long he's worked as the dean, and where he was from. For the most part, Katara spoke between the two of them. Hakoda always gave her a sweet tone and a smile as if to enforce that she was his precious daughter. Ozai tried not to scoff or roll his eyes but it was becoming too irritating to ignore.
When Katara took up their dishes so that she could put out dessert, Hakoda gave Ozai an even more dirty look and sipped from his glass of water.
"Katara tells me you asked her out. Care to explain what the sudden interest was in my daughter?"
Ozai stared in annoyance back at the man and tilted his head, "I wasn't the first person to ask her out. Just the first she agreed to go out with. And to answer your question, your daughter is obviously attractive and I'd be lying if I said her application to Caldra didn't first catch my eye and interest."
"So she's a beautiful girl and intelligent. Knowing my daughter, I'm sure you grew to like her even more as you got to know her more. So how's the last 4 months been with her, while I was out of the way?" Hakoda pushed. "Didn't try anything with her, did you?"
Raising a brow, "Try anything?"
"Let's put it this way, you didn't touch my daughter's innocence did you?"
"You're obviously baiting me. Katara told me you saw what was in her bag. I'm sure you already know the answer to that."
Hakoda furrowed his brows, "You shouldn't have touched her! I bet she didn't even tell you why I was gone for so long."
"For work related reasons."
"No! I went back to our former home to find her a husband. Now, you've touched another man's woman!"
Ozai was now confused. Her father was looking for a husband for his daughter? What year was this? And did Katara know about this?
"Back with pie!" Katara said cheerily as she entered the dining room with a fruit pie she had made.
Standing up from the table, "I think that's enough of this. Clearly, you're never going to approve of me and I'm not really interested in getting you to like me."
"Wait, Oz-"
"Leave him, sweetheart." Hakoda stood up and grabbed his daughter by her arm as she tried to go behind Ozai.
Pulling herself away, Katara went to follow Ozai out and stopped him just as he was at the gate of her fance.
"Ozai, wait." Katara caught his arm. "I'm sorry about my dad. He's just very protective of me but even so, I can make my own decisions."
Ozai sighed and turned around to look at the blue eyed girl staring up at him. A small smile cracked on his lips. He was honestly glad to hear that. Despite being with many people and having the experience he had, no one seemed to be more earnest in being with him the way she was and he doubted he'd get that anywhere else.
Turning to face her, Ozai pulled her to him and held her to his chest. "Your father is just going to have to hate me. I'm not just going to give you up."
"You mean it?" Katara looked up at him as she held to him.
Nodding his head as he ran his hand over her hair and caressed the side of her face, Ozai caught a glimpse of Hakoda standing at the door with his arms crossed as if to tell him to get going. However; Ozai prided himself on being an asshole and he wasn't going to leave just yet. He reached down and captured Katara's lips, passionately making a claim to her in front of her father as her arms reached up to wrap around his neck. He held her even tighter as they were both now using tongue. It was hard not to laugh knowing her father was probably losing his mind right now but he managed. Bastard was lucky he didn't throw Katara in the grass and take her.
"Okay, that's enough!" Hakoda shouted as he walked up to them about to pull Katara away.
Breaking the kiss, Ozai nipped her jaw before turning to leave, giving her father the finger as she turned her back to go back in the house.
"Keep your hands and mouth off my daughter, you sick fuck!" Hakoda yelled as Ozai walked across the street to his house with a grin on his face.
…..
Next day, Katara went to work and was getting looks from all her co-workers. Seems her father came in here looking for her. She apologized to them all but they all seemed to think it was funny that her father found out who she was seeing. She tried ignoring their teasing and rolled her eyes the entire shift. But she had to say, it was sort of funny. She knew Ozai had seen her father last night when he kissed her. He was provoking him like he always provoked people in his past life. Seemed he'd always enjoy pissing people off.
As she went outside for her break, Katara saw Hojo come outside with her and light his cigarette. She sipped her juice pouch as he blew out a puff of smoke.
"So, how was the trip?" He asked her with a intrigued look on his face.
Blushing as she eyed the ground, "It was a good trip."
"Oh, it was, was it? You have to use those pills?" Hojo smirked.
"Yeah."
Hojo laughed as he patted his hand hard on her back, "Tell me, was he any good in bed?"
Ozai was always good in bed. She could never complain about him. "As much as he wanted me afterwards, I wanted him twice as much."
"Oh, shoot! He looks like he's fun in bed. Definitely had a better first time than me. First guy let fuck me had me finishing myself in the bathroom." Hojo scoffed.
Katara tried not to laugh at that but it made her think of Arnook. She had been with Zuko, Ozai, and Jee and never had to worry about not being satisfied but the minute she married Arnook, she's finishing herself off as soon as he falls asleep.
When her break was over, Katara finished up her shift with a few giggles and a good mood. She was actually liking that her father let her take the year off. She needed to get a chance to just be young.
"Bye guys!" Katara waved at her co-workers as they were leaving before getting into the car with Ozai. Settling into the car, she reached over to kiss him and smile.
"You seem like you had a good day."
"I did." She told him as she strapped on her seatbelt.
"In a good enough mood to probably anger your father so you can stay the night with me?" Ozai asked her as he pulled off from the parking.
Katara giggled and told him she was always in the mood to stay with him.
Getting to his house, Ozai told Katara to go on upstairs as he needed to deal with Zuko, who was in the living room on his console playing some online game. As Katara went up to his room, Ozai went over to his son and pulled his headphones off.
"If you're going to play video games all night, go to your room."
Zuko rolled his eyes and put his headphones back on, "I'm not going upstairs just to listen to you and the new bitch fuck."
"Then don't leave my kitchen a mess in the morning, you hear me?" Ozai eyed him as he walked steadily backwards to the steps.
"Whatever."
….
Upstairs, Katara was undressing from her work clothes when Ozai finally made it up to the room.
"So are you going to make me pay up for last night?" Katara said as she was undoing her bra.
Ozai's eyes went from her eyes to her breasts that were now exposed. "I was going to do that another night. Tonight, I just wanted to piss off your father."
Giggling as she walked up to him and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him to her so she could kiss him. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer as he backed her into the bed. As he drank her in, standing just a knee bend away from falling into his bed, Ozai felt Katara unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it off before reaching for his belt buckle.
Taking her chin in his head, Ozai stared her in the eyes. "Why are you always so eager?"
"Because I want you." She told him breathlessly as her hazy eyes were on him.
Once Katara undid his belt, she unfastened his pants and shimmied herself down as she pulled them down. Ozai studied her as she ran her hands along his thighs as she knelt in front of him. She removed his underwear and immediately took his length in her hands. Stroking it a few times before opening her mouth, Katara's blue eyes were on his gold one just as she took him in her mouth.
A sharp hissed called from Ozai's mouth as he felt the immediate wet warmth of her mouth around his length as she ran her tongue along it. "Fuck." He swore as her eyes stayed focused on him, pulling her head back as she slurped to the tip of his dick.
Katara felt his hand go over her hair as his fingers raked themselves in it, encouraging her to suck him more. She wanted him to cum. It always got him off to watch her swallow it all. When she could tell she was getting him there, Katara felt his hand grip her hair tight and tell her to suck him harder. She gave him a look that told him she would gladly do so and took him all the way to the back of her throat, gagging herself a few times before coordinating sucking him harder and caressing his cock with her tongue. He was drawing in sharper breaths as his dick throbbed in her mouth. Katara went faster and moaned louder as she knew it was just a moment more before he'd cum in her mouth. Spirits, she wanted to taste him so badly.
"I'm going to cum." He grabbed her hair tighter as she continued to take him to the back of her throat. Damn it, she was driving him crazy and he didn't want her to stop.
Ozai finally came and watched intensely as Katara kept sucking and drinking him in at the same time. A small, suppressed moan escaped his lips at the sight. Fuck! After she sucked him dry and licked his dick clean with her tongue, Ozai didn't know what to do with her as she just knelt there in her panties smiling up at him.
"What the hell are you?" He asked her.
Smirking, "Your girlfriend." She tilted her head.
If she told him she were a demoness he'd believe her without a doubt.
Moving herself from her kneeling position, Katara sat herself on the edge of the bed and laid back on her elbows. Tilting her head, "Are we going to continue pissing off my dad?"
"I'm going to do a lot more to you than piss your father off." He warned her as he climbed over top of her and stared her dead in her eyes, grabbing her by her neck. "I'm going to make him hate my guts."
"Tighter." She told him.
Ozai furrowed his brows as he squeezed her neck tighter, "You're starting to freak me out."
"In a good way or bed way?" Katara raised a brow.
"In a way that I might lose control."
"Good." She said before kissing him and bringing one of his hands to her panties to tug them off.
But instead, Ozai flipped her over on her stomach and told her to get on all fours. She complied and felt his hand ran over her backside, a finger pulling at the seat of her panties to pull them to the side. He positioned himself behind her and held his still erect length to her, rubbing it between her folds. She shivered and moaned as he continued rubbing it there.
"You want me inside you, Katara?"
"Yes." She whimpered.
Ozai could feel she was getting more wet and put a finger in her to ready her. She moaned softly as his finger curled in and out of her.
"You're all wet." He smirked as he tasted her off his finger. "You should probably grab that pillow just in case."
Katara took one of his pillows to hold, wiggling herself as she did to tell him to hurry up. She was getting more and more needy.
Ozai spread her apart with one hand as he pushed himself in with the other, keeping her panties to the side as he decided to let her keep them on. He slowly pushed his way deep inside her and then pulled out slowly before thrusting back in firmly. Little by little his thrusts became harder and harder. The sound of her wet pussy as he rammed himself in and out of her was music to his ears and caused him to grip both her hips. His nails sinking into them as she cried his name.
"Good girl, keep calling daddy's name." He pulled her back on him.
Katara squeezed the pillow as Ozai fucked her harder and called out his name some more. She loved the feeling of that big dick of his stretching her insides as it pushed its way into her. The way his large hands held her petite body as he plunged himself deeper. It was driving her wild and she didn't want him to stop.
"Fuck me harder, daddy." She begged him as she pushed herself back on him, fucking him back. "Fuck me harder."
Repositioning them to where Katara's back was arched lower and she was pushed up to the headboard of the bed while Ozai held the headboard as he fucked her harder. Her cries and moans got louder as she started cumming all over him. He refused to stop just because she reached one climax. He wanted to see how many more she could have in one night.
And the answer was seven. Katara came seven times before she told him she was too sore to continue. She was out of breath, panting as he laid beside her, holding her to his chest. They breathlessly claimed each other's lips as Ozai ran his hand over her nude body. He had removed her soaked panties after she came the second time, so she was as bare as he was. Her leg was thrown over his thigh as he cupped one side of her face as his tongue traveled into her mouth. She moaned against his lips as she felt his other hand move between her legs and caress her sex.
"You're getting wet again." He whispered against her lips.
As sore as she was, she felt one last time wouldn't hurt too bad and let him begin fingering her.
Moving over top of her, Ozai pulled her leg around his waist as he pressed himself down into her and went to suck on her neck. Her arms wrapped around him as he fucked her some more but this time his efforts were different. It was passionate and she felt euphoric as he took his time with her.
"Do you have work tomorrow?" He asked her as he nipped her ear.
Shaking her head, "No."
"Good, I want to take you somewhere."
"Where?" Her breath hitched a little as he continued making love to her.
"You'll see when we get there." He told her just as he reclaimed her lips and felt her cum again.
….
Curled up to him, Katara nuzzled her head against him as she felt him stir from his sleep. She couldn't believe it was morning already. She felt like she didn't get a lot of sleep. Her body was sore and ached. She hoped he'd let her sleep in.
Feeling him nudge her, Katara groaned and rolled over. "I'm tired."
"I know." She could tell he was grinning as his arm slithered around her waist and pulled her to him. "You can nap later in the car."
Reluctantly, Katara got out of bed with Ozai and soaked in his garden tub while he was in the shower. She gave him the evil eye from across the bathroom as he smirked at her. He keeps her up all night and is the reason her body hurt so much then makes her wake early. Jerk. She was going to get even.
"Here you can wear this." Ozai pulled out a floral dress from his closet and laid it on the bed.
Katara was drying her hair when she looked over the dress, "Oh, it's pretty. Where did you get it from?"
"At the beach before we left. You were busy trying to fit the beach ball in the trunk."
As the two were dressed, they made their way out the house and to the car.
"So, gonna tell me where we're going?" Katara asked him as she leaned against the door of the passenger seat.
Ozai shook his head.
"Any clues?"
"Nope."
Pouting, Katara stared out the window and tried to see if she could tell where they were going. However; as they drove into the city and skyscrapers towered over them, she felt a little lost here. Where were they going? She tried paying attention to any clues that would give it away but nothing.
Finally, they pulled into a parking garage and Ozai looked over at her with a grin on his face. She side eyed him like he was up to something. Even when he got out of the car and came around to open the door for her, she didn't let up her glare.
"We're here. So start talking."
"I will as soon as we get upstairs."
Katara stood on the opposite end of the glass elevator with her arms folded and eyes narrowed on Ozai, who was just giving her the look he always did when he knew he was getting under her skin. Even this time around, Ozai liked ticking her off just for his own sadistic fun. He was a sadist to his core.
When the elevator door dinged, Katara saw Ozai offer his hand to her and she took it. Though not before rolling her eyes. He then walked her through the elevator door and out into what looked to be a hallway on the 24th floor. The waterbender was severely confused as he took her to room 2409 and used a key card to unlock the door. She grabbed his hand to stop him from opening the door.
"I'm not going in until you tell me what's going on."
"I just want you to tell me if you like this place or not. That's all."
"Why?"
"Just need your opinion."
Katara wasn't buying it. Something else was up.
Opening the door, Ozai showed Katara into what turned out to be an enormous apartment that was fully furnished. Her eyes roamed about as they walked through the place. Seeing that it was one of those luxury styled apartments she always saw in magazines and on tv. She wandered off on her own to take a further look around. There was a staircase that spiraled from the kitchen area up to what looked like an upstairs loft but as she got up there, she noticed there was a hallway with four doors on it. She peeked in each room and saw one was a study and the other three were bedrooms. One bedroom was much larger with a very large private bathroom. She ran her hand along the garden tub and could picture soaking in it.
"Like it?" Ozai asked her as he leaned against the threshold of the bathroom.
Katara was busy playing with the remote for the shower settings, "Who wouldn't like this place? It's amazing."
"Then it's settled."
"What is?" Katara asked as she turned around to look at him.
Approaching her, "I was planning on buying the place and having you move in with me." He told her.
"Wait, what?" Katara tilted her head.
"I was planning on moving a few months ago. Before we started seeing each other but I figured I'd a few days ago that I'd get somewhere you'd like and have you move in with me." He explained.
"You want me to move in with you?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
Ozai nodded his head.
"Okay." She smiled up at him. "When do we move?"
….
After having sex in the master bedroom, the kitchen, and against the front door, the couple made their way back home. But upon pulling up to his house, Ozai saw Katara's father was at his front door.
"Damn it, I forgot to text him where I was." Katara shrunk in her seat.
Not giving a single fuck, Ozai got out of the car and glared at his neighbor. "Can I help you?"
"You son of a bitch!" Hakoda waltzed up to Ozai. "Where is my daughter?!"
"In the car." Ozai said nonchalantly as Katara got out the car and waved at her father.
"Hi, dad."
Hakoda looked from Ozai to his daughter and marched over to her, "Why didn't you message me?"
"I forgot." Katara said nervously as her father was scowling at her.
"I forbid you from seeing him!" Hakoda shouted as he grabbed her arm and started yanking her away.
"What?!" Katara pulled herself away from her father. "You can't do that!"
"I can! And I will!" Hakoda said as he ended up having to chase her around the car until she went to hide herself behind Ozai.
"You're making this more of an issue than it is." Ozai told him as he handed Katara the keys to go into the house.
Growling as was seconds from throwing his fist into this asshole's face, "She's my daughter! How'd you like it if I went and fucked your daughter?!"
Ozai grabbed Hakoda and threw him up against his car, "Watch your mouth!" He growled. "You talk as if I'm treating your daughter like a whore!"
"You are! She's not yours!"
Throwing the man on the ground, "And she's not yours either, you sack of shit! Get off my property before I call the police!"
Hakoda stood up and spat on the ground at Ozai's feet, "You won't get away with this!"
Rolling his eyes as he turned to go in his house, Ozai felt he was more upset than he normally got with stupid situations and he felt a sudden flare spark in him. His feet felt heavy as he tried walking and a cloudy haze fell over his mind. What the hel-
Katara went back outside to see if her father had left only to see Ozai lying in the grass unconscious. She gasped and ran over to him to see what was wrong.
Hours later, Ozai woke to bright lights fluorescent lights beaming over his face and moved his hand to block them. As his eyes gradually adjusted, he saw Katara laying her head on the edge of what looked like a bed and as his eyes scammed over the room he was in, he realized he wasn't home. What the f- wait, what's going on here? He felt lightheaded suddenly as he began to remember and he soon past out again.
A little while later and he was awake again, only this time he didn't bother moving and just laid there with an annoyed look on his face. So, this is the future? Ozai wanted to seriously pull his own hair out. That damn bitch killed him and then suddenly, he's living a fucking strange ass life as some basic human being in what looked like the future. What the absolute fuck? His eyes looked over to the side and saw Katara beside him. He was curious to how she ended up here too. Did she die too or had she just lived all the way up until this point? No, he remembered seeing her as a little girl from across the street. She must have died as well and ended up with him here.
Sighing, I bet you killed yourself, didn't you? Ozai wouldn't put it pass her. Katara had some serious issue in that department and if he had to take a guess, she must have did it not long after she did him in. Couldn't live without me, could you? Shutting his eyes as he breathed in, Ozai wondered if she remembered him from before this life. He doubted it. She seemed different in this life. Far more gleeful and even tempered. She didn't look heartbroken like she normally did and she was angry all the time. Just looked like the girl she should have been before he came and ruined her life.
Noticing she was starting to stir from her nap, Ozai eyed her as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"Ozai?" He saw her eyes light up immediately. "Ozai, thank gods! I'lll go get the doc-"
Grabbing her hand as he saw her about to pull away from him, "No, wait a moment." He told her.
Katara stopped and let him pull her to him as he sat up.
"Before you go get the bloody physician, tell me, waterbender, do you remember me?" Ozai looked her dead in her eyes and saw them widen.
"Remember you how?" Katara felt her stomach drop as she sat back down and stared at him.
"As I was before you killed me." He bit out.
"Oh my la." Her hand went over her face. "You remember too?"
"Only just now." He said as he rustled his short hair. "How long have you-"
"Since the first night of the trip. You found me passed out on the bathroom floor. I remember everything." Katara's dropped her head in shame. "I didn't mean to-"
"Hush up, I don't care about that shit anyway. I knew if I died in that life it was going to be because of you. That's something I was always prepared for. But it doesn't matter anymore. We're here now." Ozai said as he tried getting his head together. There was still a lot he needed to sort out in his mind. "What do you think happen to our children?"
Katara shook her head, "I don't know but I try not to think about it. I'm afraid to know the answer."
Scoffing, "Dead or alive, I'm sure we'll find them here too. Everyone else seems to be here. Even Arnook."
Silence fell for a moment as they tried wrapping their heads around the current situation. Katara wasn't exactly sure how Ozai would start acting now that he recalled his former life. She didn't act much different, deciding to stick to her behaviors from this life while still able to recall the past. She wasn't so sure Ozai could do the same. He was different from her. She craved a normal life but she couldn't say he necessarily wanted the same. Ozai liked power in his past life but in this one, he only seemed to care for luxury which wasn't far off from the way he liked to live before.
"What happens now?" She asked him with concern laced in her words.
Ozai started to lay back down and stare at the ceiling, "Whatever you want to happen. I'll respect your decision either way."
"I doubt it."
Rolling his eyes, "I will. I'm not going to force you to stay with me. I'm sure you liked me better when I didn't remember that kind of woman you were before."
Katara folded her arms and looked away from him, "Do you care that I remember what you were before this?"
"Actually, no. I'm not much different."
"And neither am I."
"You are." Ozai told her. "You are very different. You're happier this time around."
Katara wanted to deny that but she couldn't even get herself to say it.
Snorting in laughter, "Thought so. But seriously, waterbender. Do what you like. I won't stop you."
"I want to stay. For us to stay together. We got a do over and still found each other. That means something. Maybe things will be better. They already are."
"Your father still hates me."
"Which is understandable."
"I don't like him either."
"Also understandable."
"I can't really think of anything else that's wrong with this time around."
"Because there isn't anything bad this time around. At least not compared to before." Katara beamed at him. "We can make things work this time."
"Then we stay together." He sighed.
….
When Ozai was released from the hospital, they went back to his place and tried sorting things out. Obviously, neither of them wanted to put too much on the past as it hadn't been too kind to either of them. However, they couldn't just pretend that they didn't recall their life from before. It would take some time getting used to this but they felt it was worth it. Despite everything, the two of them had found each other again in this life so it only reassured them that they were meant to be. Ozai didn't like the whole idea of destiny or fate but this was undeniable.
Lying in bed, he laid face to face with the waterbender and saw her gaze was fixated on him. She looked worried as if something else was bothering her. He reached his hand to caress her face and asked her what was wrong.
"Are you really not upset with me for what happened?"
Shaking his head, "You had been through a lot, Katara. I'm not upset about anything that happened back then. Those days are gone and those versions of us are dead. You killed us both." He snickered. "I know you didn't mean to."
Katara sighed as she closed her eyes, "Promise you don't hate me?"
"I promise."
"Okay, good because I'm a little chilly over here and I need you to warm me up, so chop chop." She told him as she rolled over.
Ozai rolled his eyes as he moved in closer to her and wrapped his arm around her. He had a feeling she was going to start bossing him around like she liked to try and do before. She was lucky he didn't mind at this point. Nuzzling his head above hers as he buried his face into her hair.
"Your dick is literally rubbing against my ass." Katara tried wiggling herself away.
Pulling her back against him, "Shh, it just wants to be somewhere warm."
"Stop!"
"Keep talking and I'm going to shove it up there." Ozai whispered in her ear.
Katara stayed quiet as this Ozai was not his passive self anymore. He would actually shove it up her ass.
"Good girl." He kissed her ear lobe as he grinded himself against her to get more comfortable, pressing his stiff one between her ass cheeks as he held her breast in one hand.
In the morning, Ozai woke to Katara saddled on top of him as he laid on his back. He hissed as she worked her tight wet pussy on his length and saw her smiling down at him. His arms above his head as he watched his dick disappear into her. Agni, he was going to cum and he only just woke up.
"Good morning." She said as her hips rolled above his and leaned down to kiss him.
Bucking into her a little, "Morning."
"You were stiff all night, I figured you wouldn't mind if I tried to relieve you."
Ozai didn't mind at all. No, he welcomed her to ride him any time she wanted. He missed waking up like this. His waterbender wasn't even a morning person but she'd still manage to wake before him and get him to cum before he was even fully awake which felt like what he assumed heaven was like. One of his hands went to her hips and traveled up to her breast as she continued working her body above him.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum." He sat up and pressed his lips to her as his arms wrapped around her body, pushing her down into the bed.
Katara moaning against his lips as he pounded her underneath him.
"Yes, daddy! Cum inside me!" She screamed in his ear.
Ozai swore under his breath as he buried himself deep inside of her and filled her up with his hot cum.
Panting, the two passionately devoured one another's mouths as they managed to block out everything around them. Including the fact that the bedroom door was open and Zuko had been watching them.
"You know she can get pregnant like that, right?" Zuko said as he had his phone out, recording the entire thing on his phone.
The two of them looked up and over at him in shock as they saw the phone in his hand.
"This is going on my favorite porn site. You guys are sick."
Climbing off of Katara, Ozai went after Zuko to get his phone as he took off down the hallway to get away.
Katara sat up with the sheets pulled to her chest as she heard Zuko screaming as he tried to get away from his father. She heard a loud crash before Zuko yelled for Ozai to get his dick off of him and got up out of bed to go see what was going on. When she peeked her head into the hallway, she saw Ozai throw Zuko's phone down the stairs before punching him in the face.
Turning to her, Ozai pulled her back into his room and shut the door.
"I deleted it." He pinched his brows together.
Katara sighed as she flopped back into bed, "I almost had a heart attack."
"But he's right. You can get pregnant. Go take that pill of yours." He told her.
Reluctantly getting up, Katara went to her purse to grab her pills. Not that she was trying to have kids right now but Ozai seemed very adamant about them not having children. Lucky for them, in this future of theirs, they could prevent it more easily. She took the pill with a glass of water from the sink and saw Ozai eyeing her from behind in the mirror. Katara rolled her eyes.
"I don't want any brats from you in this life." He told her. "Sorry but I rather it be just you and me, if you can live with that."
"Sure." She replied. A little disappointed that he didn't want any children with her at all in this life. One thing if he said for now he didn't want anymore children but to tell her he wanted none at all, it bothered her a little.
….
Katara decided to return home to fix things with her father but he was still upset about her decision to see Ozai. Not like she expected any different. Realistically, she would be put off about her daughter being with someone her father's age but when she thought about it, Kya was with a man twenty-two years her senior. The exact amount of years between her and Ozai. But she assumed the man her daughter was with was a good man so it didn't bother her as much.
Spending the next few days trying to mend things with her father, Katara found she was unsuccessful and Hakoda continued to demand she break things off with Ozai. He went on to tell her that he found a perfect man for her in the South Pole that was in her age group. Finished up school and was prepared to settle down with a wife and children. Her father even showed her a picture of the guy and it looked like Hahn. From her father's description, Hahn was from the North Pole but came south to study and start a new life.
"I invited him to come stay with us for a few days. You should get to know him. I'm sure then you would be quite taken with him." Hakoda firmly stated as he went to the kitchen to prepare things. "He'll be here by dinner time. So don't make plans."
Groaning as she slid herself off the couch, Katara didn't remember her father being a hard ass like this. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and texted Ozai that she had arrangements tonight with her father and his guest, so as not to expect her to come over.
*Be the daddy's girl you always wanted to be.* He replied with a smiley face that she knew was out of sarcasm.
Katara rolled her eyes and decided not to reply back as she was irritated.
As it grew closer to dinner time, the waterbender helped out in the kitchen per her father's request while he tried finding something nice in her closet to make her wear. However; he spotted a few items he didn't remember buying for his daughter and wondered if she had bought it for herself with her paychecks or if they were a gift from a certain someone. Telling from the brand name of several of the dresses, Hakoda knew his daughter couldn't afford it on her own but a dean of a university could no doubt afford them.
Hakoda tossed the dresses out of the closet and went on to search for more things that looked out of his daughter's price range. He found some necklaces, pajamas, hats, sunshades, a handbag, several undergarments, and a blue sapphire ring in a Tiffany box on her desk. He shoved all of the pricey items into a trash bag and tied it up.
"What are you doing?" Katara walked into her room to see her father preparing to throw out things Ozai had bought her.
Not bothering to stop what he was doing, "I'm just taking out the trash, sweetheart."
"No, those are my things." Katara grabbed the bag and snatched it from her father.
Staring disappointedly at his daughter, "You are a young woman with a bright future ahead of you. Why do you insist on involving yourself with a man that will no doubt be your shortcoming? Have you no self-worth, Katara? Have I not taught you better? I only want the best for you."
Furrowing her brows as she unpacked the garbage bag of her things, "I love him. Why is that so wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong with loving anyone but sometimes you have to realize that some people don't need to be held onto. Some people need to be let go of." Hakoda tried explaining to his daughter. "You had your fun with Mr. Yong but you've got to think long term. Does he want to marry you? Is he willing to provide and take care of you while you're working on your degree? Cause I'll be damned if you don't go to school. Does he want more children? How is his health in terms of how many years you'll be able to have with him before he kicks the bucket? Are you prepared to be widowed at an early age?"
"Dad!"
"No, these are important questions you have to ask yourself. You only get one life and I don't want you throwing it away on him unless you know the answers to those questions and you have accepted them."
Katara really didn't even want to continue talking about this anymore. She didn't have just one life. She had lived another. One that could have been endless but it was miserable. This was her second chance and she already knew how she wanted to spend it.
"None of those things matter to me." She spat.
Deeply upset by this, Hakoda stormed out of his daughter's room and went to finish dinner up. He had no more words for Katara. She was hellbent on doing as she pleased and he couldn't save her. At this point, he really didn't know what to do with her.
…..
As if their argument never happened, Hakoda happily introduced his daughter to Hahn and told the two of them would make a beautiful couple. Katara rolled her eyes and walked away to much of her father's disdain. He had to quickly apologize on her behalf and explain that his daughter was being toyed with by an older man. He felt with his daughter's lack of experience and her still very much intact 'innocence' she didn't know better. Hahn seemed to understand this and agreed that either way Katara was even more beautiful than the pictures he was shown.
"She is lucky to have a father like you that cares about her future so much. I only hope she will be understanding of this arrangement."
Hakoda furrowed his brows, "Well, she doesn't have much of a choice. Everything has already been signed off on. All that is needed is her signature and legally she will be your wife."
Katara toyed with her food while her father and Hahn spoke with each other. They seemed to be planning everything out for her future. Of course, they weren't blatantly saying so but she could read between the lines. Hahn wanted to remain in the South Pole. Live in the suburban parts near the glaciers and have at least three children. He didn't seem to care about their genders as long as everyone was healthy. As for his wife, he didn't mind his wife having her own career and ambition as long as she was still able to juggle her duties as a mother and wife. Katara could see old Water Tribe beliefs didn't die out much.
"My daughter here has always been able to maintain her studies and house chores. She sort of filled in for her mother when her mother passed away." Hakoda went on to brag about how Katara had cooked everything here which was not completely true. She and her father cooked together most of the time and tonight's dinner was no different. "She's also a waterbender and has mastered the basic etiquette of the element as well as participated in tournaments."
Hahn seemed impressed as he turned his attention to Katara, "You're quite accomplished. Your children in the future will look up to their mother proudly."
"I won't be having children in the future." Katara said stoically.
Both Hahn and Hakoda were curious as to why.
"Ozai doesn't want to have any more children. So, I won't be having children." She shifted her gaze to her father.
Hakoda slammed his fists down on the table, "Do not speak another man's name at this table. Not in front of your soon to be."
"Soon to be what?" Katara narrowed her eyes.
Standing up, Hakoda walked out of the dining room and then returned with an envelope of paperwork. He sat back down and removed the paperwork to show his daughter.
"I got a marriage license for you while in the South Pole because I knew Hahn would be a perfect match for you. Everything has been filled out and signed by the two of us, all we need is your signature." Hakoda pushed the papers to her daughter with a pen. "You will sign your name there and we can soon prepare the wedding ceremony for you both. Your brother, Sokka, will be visiting with his girlfriend in time for the ceremony."
Katara was in disbelief as she looked over the document and saw her father had actually planned this all out and had in writing all the details of her marriage to Hahn. It wasn't even just about Ozai or her being with an older man, her father had already arranged everything.
"This is how our people do things, Katara. We father's choose husbands for our daughters to ensure they have the very best."
"But Sokka gets to be with his girlfriend with no objections?!"
"Things are different for men, Katara."
"Bullshit! I'm not signing this!"
"Watch your mouth, Katara!" Hakoda raised his voice at her. "You will sign that document if you know what is good for you!"
"And if I don't?!" Katara stood up.
Standing up and scowling at her, "So help me Tui and La, Katara! If you decide against your best interest for the Fire Nation trash, you will not be my daughter!"
Katara furrowed her brows as that threat pricked at her heart. "You'll disown me."
"I'd have no choice! You think I want to see my daughter fooling around with trash!" Hakoda's voice got even louder. "I'll be damned! You can just forget being my daughter because no daughter of mine would pick the arms of Fire Nation scum over her father and her father's wishes!"
…
Ozai was in his study downstairs drinking a cup of coffee late into the evening as he had work to finish up when he heard a bunch of commotion coming from outside. At first he was going to ignore it as it could have been the neighbors with all the kids having another dispute in their front yard again. He really didn't know why those two were still together and they fought like wild animals all the time. However, the commotion was getting louder and he could hear it was Katara yelling for someone to stop. Getting up, Ozai went to look out the window and saw across the street that Katara was trying to stop her father as it looked like he was throwing out her things while some other man stood by watching. What the hell is going on?
Deciding to get involved as the waterbender was in clear distress, Ozai made his way across the street and was met by the blue furious of Katara's father.
"Come to collect my daughter? Well, aren't you in luck, I was just kicking her and her things out!" Hakoda yelled. "You can have her! She's no daughter of mine anymore!"
Katara tried climbing into the trash to grab her things but Hakoda turned his attention to her and grabbed her around her middle, yanking her away.
"No! I bought those for my daughter! And since you're not her, you can't have it!" Hakoda growled as he tossed Katara at the feet of Ozai and glared angrily at her. "Go ask him if he'll take you in! Cause you're not welcomed in this house ever again!"
Ozai crouched down to help Katara up as she looked painfully at her father. He figured this was about him. Something just told him it was.
Hakoda went back to his doorway and apologized to his guest before the two of them retreated into the home.
"You shit father!" Katara cried as she bent down and grabbed a rock to throw it at the window but Ozai caught her wrist.
"This isn't like how things were before. The consequences for letting our emotions get the better of us are dire in this life." He told her and pulled her along with him across the street.
Inside, he saw Katara was crying and upset, rightfully so. He didn't see her father actually kicking her out.
"What happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it. I'm just tired." Katara wipes her eyes.
Ozai decides to drop it for now and told her she could go lay down in his bed while he wrapped his work up. She didn't say much as she went upstairs. He figured she'd want to talk in the morning.
…..
"I can't complain. This makes things much easier. I plan on moving into that apartment I showed you in a month. We won't have to deal with getting evil eyed by the neighbors." Ozai scoffed as Katara had finished making breakfast for them.
Taking a seat beside him, "They're evil eyeing us already?"
"I was checking the mail and got the middle finger from that old hag next door. She called me a cradle robber." Ozai spat disdainfully.
Katara sighed and picked up her chopsticks to begin eating. This sucked but it wasn't horrible compared to the things they dealt with before.
"Also, I need new clothes. Your shirts fit like a dress on me but I can't exactly go out in public like this." Katara told him.
Ozai told her she could shop online while he was at work, pulling his card out and handing it to her. She raised a brow at him as if he was nuts.
"What?"
"I'm not taking your credit card. That's crazy."
"Says the woman that killed us both." Ozai said as he stood up, done eating breakfast. "Now make sure you get that cat girl stuff we talked about."
Katara rolled her eyes as she watched Ozai grab his briefcase and struggle to remember where he put his keys.
"It's on the sink counter in the bathroom next to your shaving cream." She told him.
"How the fuck did it get up there?"
La, please don't let him get dementia in this life. Sure, he wasn't that old yet but he was going to eventually age unlike before. One thing her father was right about, Ozai would be gone before her and his health was important.
When Ozai was gone, Katara went to his study where he kept his laptop and did some shopping like he said. Made sure to get the items he specifically requested first. She picked out mostly jeans and t-shirts, things she'd wear on a regular basis. A few dresses in case they went out anywhere. And ordered another vibrator since her dad threw everything away. She needed a new phone but she would wait till Ozai got back home.
After Katara finished shopping, she went on to straighten up things. Not that everything was totally out of order but things could be neater. She was just really bored since she didn't have to go in for work today. Usually, if she was home with her dad, she'd just clean up with him. It was their thing outside of cooking that they always did together. Her father was such a neat freak that it passed to her. Katara did a deep clean of the kitchen and every bathroom. She had gathered the laundry, including Zuko's things while he was distracted with his video games. She had two loads going at the moment and was finishing the detail cleaning of the master bathroom upstairs when Ozai finally came home from work.
Her hair was tied up and she was scrubbing the tile of the shower with a spare toothbrush, wearing gloves to protect her hands from the chemicals she was using. She didn't notice he was in the doorway of the bathroom watching her until she saw his reflection in the squeaky clean tile.
"I got bored." She told him.
"So cleaning is a hobby." Ozai tilted his head.
"Somewhat." Katara said as she continued scrubbing. "How was work?"
"Boring per usual."
"Then why do you work in that profession?"
"Money." He answered simply. "In this life, I wasn't born into wealth. I'm not royalty. I've just been busting my ass since I was a teen. Paid my way through school with a job working as a waiter."
"A waiter?" Katara mused as she looked over her shoulder. "You served people."
Ozai rolled his eyes, "It was humiliating and I think I snapped one day. Got into a fight with a customer. Faced some nasty charges but got off when the customer was discovered to be gang related."
"What else?" Katara put her toothbrush down as she was interested in Ozai's new life.
He told her how he finished school a year later and met Ursa at a bar. Worst mistake of his life but he was dumb and thought he was in love. The woman was toxic and when they married, he finally saw that. She didn't want to be a wife. Was a terrible mother. He really didn't understand why she even wanted to be with him and then one day, she told him it was his face. His face was nice to look at. Not that she loved him or even cared about him, she just liked looking at him like he was a work of art. They divorced and he went on to date different women that would use him for one thing or another. His looks, money, sometime sex. Pretty dull and boring but mostly lonely. He was unbearably lonely. Until he met her.
"I didn't remember shit then but I was drawn to you. I guess we were supposed to always meet again."
Katara sat in the shower with a smile on her face, "You think so?"
"Or maybe we just got lucky somehow. Who the fuck knows." Ozai shrugged, killing the mood. "Can you finish cleaning and wash up? I'm sort of frustrated from today and I need you to be a good girl so I can get some relief."
Katara rolled her eyes as Ozai walked back into his bedroom and unfastened his belt. She decided she was going to take her sweet time cleaning since he was being crude. However; he got fed up with waiting on her and figured she could finish cleaning once he was done with her. He came up behind her while she was scrubbing the sink and lifted the shirt of his she was wearing. Pushing her forward, bracing herself against the mirror as he took her from behind and pulled on her ponytail.
"Damn it, Ozai! Do you have to be so rough?!" Kataar hissed through her teeth.
"I'll make this quick. Just shut up so I can focus."
Ten minutes later, Katara was a bit irritated with what just happened. Not only did Ozai try to get himself off while using her body but he became flaccid before he could even cum. Now she was just sort of sitting on the edge of the bed while Ozai tried figuring out why his dick wasn't working. She could literally hear him swearing under his breath as he tried getting himself back up by jerking himself off.
The waterbender decided to spare herself the awkwardness and went to finish the laundry. She had to say that was the first time she experienced something like this with Ozai. Arnook had problems like that. He couldn't keep himself 'up' or would have to cum as soon as the urge was there because he wouldn't get the chance again. She would never say anything to Arnook about it or ask questions for fear of his response. However, in this case she felt she would have to. Her and Ozai had a different relationship. They always talked about uncomfortable things.
While switching clothes from the washer to the dryer, Katara folded the clothes that had been in the dryer when she saw Ozai had resurfaced from his room.
"I think there's something wrong with my-"
"They have a drug for that sort of thing." Katara stopped him right there.
"I'm not taking that shit." Ozai flat out said it.
Not wanting to argue, "That's fine. Fortunately, I bought myself another vibrator after my dad threw all my things out. While you figure out what to do, I'll just use that."
Ozai didn't even know how to respond to that. He was just absolutely offended and incredibly embarrassed as it was. This sort of thing never happened. He just turned around and left before he got upset with her over something that wasn't even her fault.
….
The following day was awkward and uncomfortable for Ozai. He felt a little paranoid about what Katara was thinking even as she was just humming to herself while she made breakfast.
"Shit, this bacon is too floppy. I'll have to cook it a little longer." Katara looked over her shoulder at Ozai as he was stirring sugar into his coffee. "You don't mind waiting a bit longer for breakfast, do you?"
"I'll skip." He said as he sipped his coffee and left the kitchen.
Katara heard the front door be slammed shut and the door locked from the outside. She sighed. There had been a lot of things she and Ozai dealt with and she felt that this was nothing. It should be easy to overlook and move on from but then again, she never really got to see what he was like when his pride was wounded. Maybe she needed to try cheering him up.
When Ozai returned home, he was greeted by Katara before he could even get in the door. She reached up to kiss him but he turned his head, receiving her kiss on his cheek.
"I figured we could order take out and watch a movie." Katara clung to his arm as he stood in the doorway.
Ozai glanced down at her wanting to tell her he was tired and just wanted to go to bed. However; she looked like she really wanted him to watch a movie with her.
Sighing, "Fine. Let me take a shower."
The movie was one of those chick flicks that he never cared to watch but was now being forced to watch. Ozai listened to Katara gush over the characters in unrealistic situations doing things that made very little sense. Literally nothing about this movie would actually take place in real life.
"OMG! That's so cute!" Katara squealed as she threw her arms around Ozai and smushed her face to his.
Rolling his eyes, "That would never really happen."
Pouting as she held both sides of his face, "Why are you being so grumpy, Ozai? I just wanted to spend time with you."
"Then you could have asked me what I wanted to watch."
"What do you want to watch?"
"I'm tired now. I'm going to bed." Ozai told her as he got up and headed upstairs.
…..
In bed, Katara faced Ozai as he laid with his back to her. She was starting to realize he was growing distant towards her and all because of one incident that they didn't even know if it was a fluke or something to worry about. It annoyed her and she was betting that the only reason he couldn't keep it up was because he was trying to rush things. Even in their quickies they never tried speeding things up that much. There was more caressing and building to it. Maybe if she caressed him a little and got his blood boiling maybe he would get it up.
Katara wiggled her way up behind Ozai and wrapped her arm around his middle, pressing her face up against his back. She rested her hand on his abdomen and ran her finger tips around his navel.
"What are you doing?" He grumbled.
"Exploring." She replied as she shot her finger straight into his belly button causing him to flip out.
The waterbender laughed as he flipped over and pinned her hands above her head, glaring down at her as he breathed heavily. "Stop it! I'm trying to go to sleep! Stop toying with me!" He breathed heavily.
"I was just being silly, Ozai. It wasn't a big deal." Katara giggled. "Calm down."
Ozai glared at her as he let go of her. "Don't touch me for the rest of the night." He warned.
For the next week, Ozai didn't want Katara touching him and this caused friction. Katara would get off work only to get picked up by her boyfriend that didn't even want to look at her. She was starting to feel self conscious as Ozai avoided touching her, looking at her, all together her entire presence. Last night he didn't even come to bed and slept on his sofa. He claimed he was doing her a favor as her packages had arrived with her new clothes and vibrator but she felt like it was him being upset that she had bought one.
Eventually the tension between the two was getting to the waterbender and she finally decided to jump him, which was unsuccessful. She didn't have any real strength and was thrown off of him.
"Damn, Ozai! I don't care if you're having male issues! I just want to touch you!" Katara yelled as she climbed on her feet and tried lunging at him again.
Ozai stepped out of her way and watched her smack dead into the wall before he went to his office, locking himself in.
Later, she caught him getting out of the shower and attacked him before he could even get out. He managed to restrain her and carried her into the bedroom to deposit her on the bed. She tried to get up and attack again but he planted his hand on her face.
"Stop it. I know what you're trying to do but it's not going to work." Ozai told her as he shoved her on the bed and walked away.
Sitting up, Katara fixed her hair and pouted at him. "We don't have to have sex to be intimate but you won't even kiss me or let me touch you."
"Because I don't want to be touched." He said while pulling a plain black t-shirt over his head.
Katara tilted her head, "Why not?"
"I just don't." Ozai tied his hair up in a ponytail as he was dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants.
Climbing out of bed, Katara went to wrap her arms around his middle and press her face against his back. "Is this about the other day cause I really don't care. We're just regular humans now. Things are going to happen differently now. We're going to grow old and die like normal people. So we don't have much time like before."
"You shouldn't have killed us." Ozai said as he pulled her arms from around him. "Now, we're doomed to live and die on repeat."
"I didn't mean to-"
"What's done is done. I just want some space." He told her as he walked away from her to leave the room.
….
A/N:
I'm sorry guys but I love writing this modern part