This took forever! I'm so sorry! But writers block! AND OVERWATCH! But that game is so fun ~ my brother and I ship most of the characters, my fave is McHanzo, his is Genyatta. I play Hanzo and he plays Genji, he says he doesn't approve of McCree :P. Anyway ~ I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender!

Narrowing her eyes on the messenger currently kneeling before her out of honor and fear, the Princess lets her lips dip down, "You may go."

The messenger flinches only to realize his mistake; he bows deeper in an attempt to hide it, "Thank you, Princess Azula."

"No," Azula starts, watching the messenger's shoulders tense, "Thank you for bringing this information to my attention."

The messenger bobs his head and hurries to his feet, keeping his head low and shoulders hunched as he makes for a speedy exit – keeping her eyes on the entryway, she rises to her feet and crosses the distance from the chair to one of the opened windows, the window overlooking one of the many gardens. One Lion-Heart's teachers favored due to there being more environmental components.

The young Fire Princess often snuck away from her own teachers to watch Lion-Heart's lessons, to fulfill the sudden need to see the boy, and each time she saw him in his own world, he became even more beautiful in her eyes, his movements were fluid, each strike meant to kill, his wit and unending rage made her heart flutter. She knew there was something wrong with her, something seriously wrong, for each time she saw the boy, her heart would beat faster and her body would heat up, she always felt the need to be her best during these times.

She never told a soul – especially when Ty-Lee had told her that she had a crush on Lion-Heart.

Emotions like that made a person weak.

Emotions such as the ones Lion-Heart often showered her Brother in, the laughter, the smiles, the inside jokes.

Something clicked and everything made sense – Lion-Heart loved her dumb Brother and it seemed the feelings were reciprocated, or perhaps Zuzu was blind to it. She should have known. The stupidly soft smiles Lion-Heart often gave Zuko, the lingering touches. Not even Ty-Lee was like that with either her or Mai. Feeling bile rise within her throat, she scowls at the garden, the wooden panel beneath her hands becoming charred from the fire being fed directly into it.

And to think Mai had been so happy to have Zuzu back.

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Mmm, hello there ~

You're so beautiful ~

You have pretty eyes ~

I love you.

They were words from a person who cherished the recipient.

They made her insides feel reduced to nothing but slush and her knees weak.

They made her feel like she were the only one worth a thing in the eyes of the speaker.

They made her feel exposed in so many good ways – it was a dream but the problem with this was the fact that it was said in Jet's voice, the very Jet who had broken her heart, not only once, but twice. The very same Jet who she was still upset with and was currently unaware of the look Zuko was giving him.

"I still don't see why we have to stop here of all places." Sokka gripes, "It's a simple beach town."

"A simple town with a clothing and fabrics store." Jet corrects, Zuko helping himself to the mouth-watering sight that is Jet's back. Tanned skin pulled taut over toned muscle, every dip and curve attempting to seduce embarrassing whines from his throat – the Prince currently unaware of a pair of very annoyed blue eyes on him, "Unless you want me to walk around half-naked."

Sokka's nose scrunches, "I'll pass."

"Besides," Toph starts, "That might prove distracting to some people."

Zuko breaks his gaze and takes to staring at random buildings in an effort to hide the blush coating his cheek while Katara stares wide-eyed at Toph, a scandalous expression slapped across her face. Toph laughs at their shamefully obvious thirst.

Jet shrugs, shoulders rolling deliciously, "Who's to say I mind ~ ?"

Sokka groans in disgust, "Are you always this flirty?"

"No." Jet answers.

"Yes." Zuko answers at the exact same time.

"It's called being playful."

"It's called flirting." Zuko deadpans, "And it happens anytime you're looking to start something."

"Oh?" Zuko internally curses the smirk shaping Jet's lips as the latter throws an arm around his shoulders, bringing the Prince close to warm, tantalizing skin, "And what am I trying to start ~ ?"

Zuko swallows hard, ignoring Toph's quiet snort, "You know exactly what I'm talking about."

Jet's eyes fall to Zuko's lips, having watched his mouth form words, and when he speaks, his voice comes out as a hoarse whisper, "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about, Prince Zuko."

"Okay!" Katara snaps, fed up with watching Zuko go weak-kneed at Jet's actions and her own heart for flipping out at the sight of Jet's gorgeous back, "Are we going to continue looking for this clothing store, or are we going to stand in the middle of the street all day?!"

"Yeesh." Toph huffs, "What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing!" Katara huffs, fists clenching at her sides, "I'm just tired of this heat!"

"Lucky for you," Jet starts, he pulls away from Zuko and gestures towards a sign, "We're here."

"You mean we were - !? I - !" Katara shuts her mouth with a click, storming past the others and into the building which indeed held clothes and fabrics. "Stupid heat. Stupid Jet. Stupid clothes."

Jet snickers, watching Katara stomp into the building, "Fascinating."

"Alright, alright." Sokka herds the group into the shop, "Remember, we're on a schedule people!"

Aang sighs, "A schedule that's been shot out of the sky."

"Hush Lover-Boy," Sokka snipes, still pushing the group into the stone-made building, "Don't think I didn't see you sneak off to look at some gifts for a girl I really, really like."

"I didn't - !" Aang starts until Jet cat-calls, "No-o!"

"Hello! Hello! Hello!" a voice greets, soon there are two people in front of them one male, one female, bowing deeply, the man continues speaking, "What a surprise ~ receiving not only Lion-Heart's custom, but Prince Zuko's as well!"

Zuko takes a small step back, "Uh-h-h."

Jet steps forward as if he were shielding the Prince, "I need some new clothes."

"Of course ~ ," the man hops up, "Come right this way ~ ."

"And you my Prince?"

Said Prince jumps at the sudden voice of the woman now standing, "I - ," he falters when an idea suddenly springs forth, he tenses, "I may have something in mind."

"What might that be, Prince Zuko?"

"Uh-h." he looks back at the others.

Toph sighs, "We'll give you some space."

As soon as they disperse, Zuko turns to the woman, "There is someone who caught my eye."

The woman's eyes practically light up, she gasps, "I know just what you're looking for ~ follow me." she maneuvers the shop with grace, all the while staging a whisper, "Is this a promise, or a betrothal?"

"Uh – both?"

The woman giggles, "Alright." she approaches a wooden counter, walking behind it, she pulls out a polished wooden container, opening it, she reveals several golden hair pieces with red veils and jewelry, "Some of my finest pieces ~ ."

Zuko blinks, scanning each one, "You make them?"

"Uh-huh." the woman nods, "Definitely worth it to see love blossoming and hearing everyone's very own love story."

"Right." Zuko bites his lower lip, "So they're all different?"

"Yup ~ each and every one is unique!"

Scanning the multiple designs, one finally catches his eye; he picks it out, "I'll have this one."

"Excellent choice ~ of course I think each one is perfect, but that's just me, I made them after all." the woman chuckles and starts wrapping them up, "Ah~h~h, I'm sure she'll love it, my Prince."

"Yeah," Zuko trails off, heart suddenly working double-time.

Doing this, taking the first step, made life feel so much newer, and he knew Jet said he was still young, but, it felt right to have someone forever at your side, the very same person you loved unconditionally. Unbidden, an image of him waking to Jet in a warm comfortable bed comes to mind. Smiling, he's unaware of the world until Aang speaks up.

"What's that?"

Zuko does not squeak, "N – Nothing."

The Avatar opens his mouth to question him further, but Zuko makes a quick escape.

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"Finally ~ ." Jet sighs, everyone looks up at his reentrance, "I feel better ~ ."

Looks better too –Katara's traitorous mind supplies, Jet is still wearing monochromatic colors but with a touch of gold bordering, the clothes are definitely made for warmer weather. On the opposite side of the futon the group was sitting upon, Zuko feels a little more than territorial when he sees the deep v of the sleeveless top and the one bare arm. Just so much tanned skin on display. For some reason, Katara pops up at the back of his mind, looking over, he sees that he's not the only one thinking these jealous/possessive thoughts for the waterbender girl meets his gaze at the same time. Both benders narrow their eyes before turning away.

"Anyone up for food?" Aang asks.

There are murmurs of assent, that are quickly interrupted.

"No! No, no, no!" Sokka steps in front of them all, "We're late!"

"Late for what?" Jet asks, frowning.

"The schedule." Sokka snaps, "Just for this trip, we'll have to make do with our current supplies."

"But that's not even enough for Momo!" Katara exclaims in disbelief.

"Too bad." Sokka huffs, "We'll just have to ration it out over the three day period."

Jet opens his mouth to snap a reply when Zuko beats him to it, "I've had worse."

Both Jet and Sokka stare at Zuko in disbelief before Sokka beams, proud of himself, "Great. Let's get going!"

Jet frowns, jealousy tugging at his heartstrings, "Great."

As they're walking away from the clothing shop's entrance, Jet begins to hear what starts to sound suspiciously like music, standing taller, he turns his attention towards the direction he was sure the sounds were coming from. When he looks over at Zuko and sees that the smaller male is currently hearing the same thing he is, Jet grins, the action catching Zuko's attention for the second their eyes meet, Jet sees the look of abject horror begin to etch itself across the Fire Prince's facial features.

"No."

Jet only grins wider, he grabs Zuko's wrist, "Come on ~ !"

"Wha - ?" Sokka watches Jet drag Zuko in the opposite direction of where they were headed, "Guys! Come on!" he watches as the others share looks before they're taking off after the other two, "The schedule!"

"The schedule can soak!" Katara shouts back, the giggles of Toph and Aang carrying over.

Watching them disappear into the crowds, Sokka groans, face-palming before he follows with a much less excited gait.

Approaching the source, Jet sees that it's a festival of sorts with what appears to be a hometown band at the front, the music is lively and confetti is constantly falling from the skies, there are people laughing, cheering, and having an all around good time, kids run between people, chasing one another, giggling and having the times of their lives with various sweets held in their little hands. Turning so he's standing in front of Zuko, his grin taking a softer edge, he notices that his boyfriend is currently trying to shrink in on himself.

"Jet," Zuko murmurs, head bowed, "Someone might - ,"

"Hey," Jet grabs Zuko's chin, "Who cares?"

Zuko looks at him, "But – okay."

Jet bows deeply and presses a kiss to Zuko's knuckles, the latter rolling his eyes with a fond smile playing on his lips, Jet suddenly twirls Zuko causing the firebender to stumble over his own feet and fall into Jet's side, Jet laughs and spins them around:

"Wow." Toph says, her sudden stop halting the others, "Look at your ex-stalkers."

Their eyes follow to where Toph is pointing and true to her word, they see both Jet and Zuko with bright smiles spinning one or the other, twirling around each other, their bodies perfectly in-sync as they spin, flip, and dip. They never lose touch with one another unless it was to spin and they never stop for long unless it was to dip. The dance is fast paced and appears to have need of strength to hold one another up, but it looks fun nonetheless.

"Whoa." Katara murmurs, she can't really find it in herself to be too annoyed with their constant touching and private conversations, she elbows Aang who can't tear his gaze from the sight, "I guess your Fire Nation dance moves were out of date."

"Yeah," Aang says in awe, "I guess."

"Who knew Jet could dance?" Sokka is gesturing dramatically at the duo. Zuko promptly drops Jet on a dip, the latter landing with a fairly loud oof – the two stare at each other, both in shock before Jet throws an arm over his eyes and howls in laughter followed by Zuko who falls to his knees at Jet's side, his laughter more subdued, but loud enough for the group to hear. "And that's that."

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"I'll admit," Sokka says once they're back in the skies, the moon beginning to rise, "That was fun."

"I know how to have fun." Jet huffs, "'s not all about warfare."

"Yeah, yeah." Sokka waves Jet off, "Night weirdoes."

"Night beanpole." Jet sneers, Sokka promptly flips him off.

When the last of the younger members fall asleep, Zuko settles beside Jet, the two getting as cozy as two love-birds huddling together for the night. The firebender rests his back against the saddle's wall and takes Jet's hand in his own and begins playing with the flesh, when he shifts, he feels his gift for Jet prod his ribs, he tenses:

"Jet?"

"Hmm?"

"I have – something, for you."

"Oh?" Jet turns his head towards Zuko, burying his face into the crook of Zuko's neck, "I didn't know we were going to be exchanging gifts, I would have gotten you something."

"I – no, we weren't, but I – I had to."

"Alright." Jet purrs, "Show me."

Shaking, Zuko reaches into his shirt lapel, but once his fingers brush against the red paper wrapped gift, he chickens out, instead, he turns his body towards Jet, grabs the tanned boy's chin and presses a kiss to his lips. Jet blinks but smiles and tangles his fingers in Zuko's hair, pulling the other deeper into the kiss. When they pull away, Zuko is looking down at Jet who's wearing a ridiculous smirk, propped on his elbow.

"Damn. Best gift ever."

Zuko snorts and buries his face in Jet's shirt, "I love you." he says after a minute of silence.

Jet wraps his arms around Zuko, holding him tight, "Love you too, Fire-Bird – even after you dropped me."

The firebender laughs quietly but says nothing more, his breathing evening out and body becoming more lax, when sleep finally claims Jet, a pair of eyes open, the person having heard every little thing the two had murmured to one another.

Who is it!? Seriously - I don't know who it is yet, I mean I have a few ideas but I have to let them play out and see, hope you enjoyed, thanks for the song recs, I've got plenty now but I'm not adverse to more! I've also got an All You Have is Fire playlist on my iPod :P