Hi, zutarian4life here. You might have read my story 'Mah Ghetto Life'.I decided to write a Zutara one shot. This idea has been stuck in my head for weeks. It's not modern though. Enjoy!

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"Can you please stop fighting?! I'm sick of it!" Katara yelled at Toph and Sokka. Sokka raised his eyebrows pointed a finger at Toph.

"Blame it all on Toph! She's the one that threw me ten feet in the air!"

"Hey! You're the one that put those stinky socks in my face. You little-" Katara cut her off. "That's it! I'm going some where far from you guys!" As she said that she stood up, clenched her fists and walked toward the forest.

Oh Spirits! Where am I? I've been walking for hours. Katara hugged her chest to keep herself warm. It was getting dark and she could get raped or killed in the creepy forest. She walked for a few more minutes when she felt light sprinkles of water on her skin and the sound of water running. Katara let a small smile form on her face. "Water." She whispered to herself. She walked slowly toward the water, careful not to trip. "Almost there." Katara saw a soft blue light. Staying low she walked toward it. There it was. A beautiful water fall.

Katara looked around for a minute when her eyes immediately caught something pale. It was a young man. Probably around the ages of 17 or 18. He was bathing. He had pale skin. It looked smooth and soft. And his muscles were very well sculptured. He seemed like he has been working out for years. Katara wanted to run her finger along every muscle. She decided to look below the waist. Her eyes slowly trailing every muscle, from his biceps to his six pack down to his manhood. She gasped. It was gorgeous. Pale, not too big and too small, just right. Katara felt moisture in between her legs. She got closer to see his face but it was hidden in the shadows so she just sat to enjoy the show. The man started scrubbing his manhood and Katara let out a moan loud enough for him to hear. She covered her mouth. He turned to look at her. Katara's eyes widened and she gasped when she saw that scar. Zuko! Hm. Never knew he was so sexy!

"What are you doing here?!" He yelled as he covered himself, he was blushing a dark red. I will have him. Katara giggled.

"Just enjoying the show." She said as she put on an innocent face and shrugged. Zuko scowled. "You- you girl… pervert!" That made Katara even laugh more. "Well if you're done enjoying the show, would you please hand me the towel." Zuko said seriously. "Fine." Katara said. She walked over where the towel was swaying her hips a bit. She picked up the towel bending as low as she could and slowly got up. Zuko put a second hand on his manhood; he was starting to get an erection. Katara walked over to him and put the towel in his face. "Thanks." Zuko said as he lifted a hand to grab his towel but before he could grab it Katara pulled it out of his reach. "First… you have to kiss me." Zuko's mouth fell open. "I will not kiss you!"

"Fine then I will." Katara threw the towel aside and put her lips on Zuko's lips. She snaked her arms around his neck and put her leg around his thigh. Zuko took his hands off his manhood and put them on Katara's waist. Katara moaned when she felt Zuko's erection against her pelvis. She got closer to him. " Katara! Where are you?!" Katara gasped and got off of Zuko. It was Sokka's voice echoing through the forest. She turned back to Zuko. "Sorry. I have to go." Before she ran into the forest again she gave Zuko a small peck on his cheek.

Zuko just stood there dumbfounded watching Katara leave. Girls ARE crazy!

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Hope you liked it! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I tried not to make it too graphic. READ MY STORY: 'Mah Ghetto Life'.