Oh boy, the court scene, it's 110% accurate. Trust me, I'm a professional, I've watched Judge Judy.

Also gonna give a content warning on this one because it is from the perspective from the rapist and his speech is hateful.

Gemsofformenos: "So things gets back to normal." A little bit lol. It's still not the outline I started with and it's missing some details but it's better than nothing.
"I'm worried about Suki. It seems to me, that all the stress has started contractions. I think due to her pride and because she doesn't want to ruin the party, she has kept quiet about this fact. And maybe she also didn't has completely realized that her baby has decided to be born too early." Suki has noticed that something is off, yes. Yeah she didn't speak up because she didn't want to skip out on Katara again and also because she doesn't want to believe that something s wrong. "Azula has decided to join the party, ehat is a good sign too and she has dared to dye her hair." Yeah, she had to see Teo. And I figured that some controlled change; like hair dye, would be good for her. "Both girls are getting closer and that's a good sign." The two of them are moving foward. "Also Sokka doesn't hold a grudge against her." Sokka is a go with the flow kind of guy. If Katara is accepting Azula, then Sokka will give her a chance. And Toph is Toph. I feel like she'd get along with anyone who respects her. "Good job and still refreshing to see, that things are getting better for them all in all." Thanks, had to give a lighter chapter before going into this one.

Jet scowled, jail time was doing him no good and his lawyer didn't seem to have much interest in him. None of them did, not when the evidence stacked against him was so concrete. It was the day of his trial and frankly he couldn't wait to see the face of that whore again. In fact he was thrilled to see both of his little sluts.

It may very well be the end of his run, but at least he could have the pleasure of seeing their discomforts one last time. At least he could rub it in Katara's face what he had done. Maybe, if he was feeling up to it, he would rub it in that her mature and responsible brother was going to face a punishment of his own.

And TyLee. How he couldn't wait to bring some fond memories to the surface. He had so many words to pick out. He was going to help fill in the cracks, clear any fuzzy surrounding his homecoming party.

Hell, he'd get Chan too if the man showed up.

Why not remind him of Ruon and how he couldn't save him? The boy did do a number to Jet's face. He deserved a good verbal beatdown too.

They removed him from his cell in cuffs. It would seem that he'd be cuffed for the duration of the trial. But that was fine, it was all okay. He didn't need his hands to make them all squirm and blush. He didn't need hands to inflict distress.

Katara was already at the stand when he arrived, she looks annoyingly confident with her head held high and her eyes focused on the spot where the judge would soon stand. Behind her was TyLee, looking a little more fidgety. He'd break her, oh yes he would. Next to TyLee stood Sokka with a grim expression, looked like the man had already worked himself into a rage. He could exploit that too. If he was going to jail, he might as well bring someone with him. Chan looked twice as easy to piss off, but he couldn't see the man getting into too much trouble between his parents' wallets and his age.

Katara's parents were there too, he could see it in their eyes that they wanted to be standing as close to their daughter as they possibly could.

He stood before the court giving his sworn testimony. He tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth he would, in full and graphic detail.

Katara was all smug and mighty now, but she wouldn't be by the time he was through.

They led him behind his podium where his defense attorney stood rigidly, looking as though life had dealt her the worst cards.

He listened to Katara babble on and on about how horrible she had it, how he had ruined her life. "I still wake up sometimes and it feels like his hands are on me." She had emotional appeal down to a tee. He wished that she would skip the bullshit; the court was looking for facts not sniveling.

The judge looked up, her eyes landing on Katara. "Thank you Ms. Nanouk, but I would like you to tell me exactly what happened. I want to know of the events leading up to those nightmares."

Katara nodded, "Right, I'm sorry. It was Halloween, Ch-Mr. Haga was throwing his yearly Halloween party and I decided to go. I was mostly with my friends, Aang and Suki, and I had my brother, Sokka. Every once in a while I would spot Jet in the crowd. He was just staring at me. And every time I noticed him, I went somewhere else. But he would always find me. And then Sokka and Suki left me and I found TyLee." She motioned to the girl. "So I thought that things would be okay. But then I started feeling...strange. I think he put something in my drink. But at the time I thought that it was just stress and anxiety, so I tried to forget about it. Around that time, TyLee went to the bathroom and that's when Jet found me…"

"And what happened after that?" The judge asked. Jet couldn't help but grin, watching her get all squeamish at the question.

"He took me into a room, I don't remember what the room looked like. I passed out and then I woke up in the hospital with pictures of me." She paused, "of me topless in my phone's camera roll."

His attorney spoke up. "But you have no concrete proof that Jet removed your shirt, nor that he put something in your drink. What is to say that you didn't have drink or two and took your own shirt off? It would be easier to claim assault than to deal with people finding out that you had a little too much."

Katara's mouth opened and closed. It took all of Jet's willpower to not remind everyone of the slut rumors.

"I-I." She sputtered. "I have three witnesses to say I was assaulted."

"Four if you include my phone." TyLee spoke up.

"Do not speak unless addressed."

"I'm sorry, your honor." TyLee mumbled.

"Let me see the phone."

TyLee placed it in the hands of the bailiff. He carried it up to the judge who reviews it. "I will present these clips to the jury."

Jet smirked to himself as the footage rolled. Katara was growing increasingly uncomfortable, doing her best to look everywhere but at the clips. But the sound of his voice on record had her cringing throughout. A satisfactory sight, if he must say.

He hoped that it would haunt her.

The clip came to an end and he half listened to whatever the judge was saying. He saw TyLee step forward and listened to her recount the same tale as TyLee. And then Chan rehashed it as well. Jet wondered just how much restraint it was taking him to not burst in front of the judge-a lot if his grip on the podium was anything to go by.

Sokka, the dumb bloke, stepped up next. He had a much simpler and muddled recount of the events. A rather useless witness if he had to say. The man hadn't even been there to catch him toying with his sister. He just saw Chan and assumed-albeit, correctly-that Jet had done something.

"Is there anything else that anyone would like to add?" The judge offered. She waited for a moment. "I would like to hear from the defendant."

Jet's attorney answered for him, addressing not the judge, but Katara. "You said that you went to a party, am I correct?"

"Yes." Katara confirmed.

"And you knew, Ms. Nanouk that going to the party wasn't a wise decision?" It was really the only semi-solid argument she had in Jet's defense.

"We-well, yes." She sputtered.

His attorney cut her off. "Then why did you go? You knew that you were putting yourself in an unsafe situation, full of drunk teens and some college students." She spared a glance at Sokka. "My client was just one of many who probably had the same intentions, seeing an innocent girl."

Katara's attorney wedged himself into the conversation. "She is a seventeen year old girl. An innocent one, as you helpfully noted. She should not have to think about the possibility of assault when going to a party filled with people she attends school with regularly. If they can go without felony on school grounds, why should she have to mistrust them later? Is every girl supposed to think to herself, 'but what if I get raped', every time she leaves the house?" He paused. "And to address your second point. Maybe your client wasn't the only one with dirty intentions, but he was the one who acted upon them. Don't think, for a moment, that we would not be here if it was another boy or girl like him."

"But you did not trust them, did you, Ms. Nanouk?" Jet's attorney spoke up. "You have been sent various threats. And yet you attended the party anyhow."

The judge cut in. "I would like you to help me understand why you attended an event you knew would put you in a dangerous position."

"Objection, your honor." Katara's attorney spoke smoothly. "Her attendance at is irrelevant. My client had told me that she had contacted law enforcement multiple times-once after Mr. Akunin had shattered the window of her house. It is abundantly clear that he would have found a way to act on his perversions regardless of whether or not Ms. Nanouk attended Mr. Haga's party."

"Do you have proof of your contact with law enforcement?" The judge addressed Katara.

"I have a few police reports, your honor." Katara passed those over to the bailiff.

The judge looked them over. The sound of her half-hum, half-speak as she read hit Jet's ears in all the wrong way. Honestly, he wished that they'd just cut the bullshit and hand him his sentence or his freedom. Again she prattled on and on about her thoughts on the police reports. It interested him none, he could see it on their faces that the jury had made up their minds the minute the clips had begun rolling.

"Mr. Akunin, would you like to make a statement?"

And because they had already decided he might as well deliver a final blow. "Sure thing. I'd like to confess."

His attorney pinched the bridge of her nose, he was doing exactly what she had advised against.

"I assaulted Kitty Kat." He started. She was already tensing at the pet name and it drove him onward. "And I had a great time. She made it so easy. She is easy. She's such a prude, I thought that I'd do her a favor and help her come out of her shell a little. I was nice enough to put up with it for a little while, but you can't just deprive someone of sex, that's just cruel. So I figured that we'd have some sex and she wouldn't die a high-strung virgin." He turned to Katara. "Come on now, Kitty Kat, live a little. You should thank me for trying to save you from being your prude self." He let that sit before laying out some details. "You know, just before you went out cold you muttered, 'please, Jet, don't do it' and you gave me the weakest little punch. There's no bigger turn on than a damsel with some fight, I had to rip your shirt off after that, you gave me no choice, Kitty Kat."

Her eyes were getting misty, another big turn on. He would have made her away of that too if the judge hadn't cut him short with a, "that's quite enough, Mr. Akunin."

Her scowl was enough to murder. But he wasn't done. "And I'll save you the mess of a second trial; I raped Boyang too. She was real fun. Those whore tits were just begging for…"

The gavel came down thrice. "Enough, Akunin!" Sharp and without the honorific.

Never had he seen a room so full of disgust and loathing.

He had done his job.

Soon enough he'd be making himself at home in a jail cell, but at least Kitty Kat would have a lot to think about.