" Your Nothing but a Spoiled Prince in Need of yet another Ass kicking from me!" Came the solid roar from our Lady Waterbender, who stood over a fallen chair at the bar of a large firenation pub. Hand outstretched, it pointed directly at Fire Lord Zuko, who held the pleasant look of an aggravated horse.

It had been 3 years, on that day, since Zuko had defeated his father, with the help of aang and a Rebel army of countless benders and warriors. But that is a Different story, and is neither here, nor there.

Right now, I place us in the center of this heated argument, when Zuko had mentioned that Katara had the grace of a Komodo Rhino in Heat.

"Ha!" Zuko forced an obviously fake laugh while whipping his mouth of Pepperbeer. " Not my Fault You're a Barbarian" He returned talking to sokka, who had spit his beverage all over Aang, and was wearing a disgruntled face of 'Not Again'

" Ive got more grace in My Hand than you do in your Entire Body!" Katara held up her left palm to emphasize the statement. This did not help matters.

"Prove it Water wench" He smirked, finishing the rest of his brew in one big chug.

Laughing she turned her back to him, folding arms across her chest. " Ill fight you anytime you want"

Suddenly Zuko slid up behind her, grabbing katara's arm in a quick movement. " Im not talking about fighting"

She let out a quick gasp, but recovered from surprise in time to see the dance floor in front of them clear as heated anticipation caked the pubs atmosphere.

" Band! Play something Slow, so the Water baby can keep up."

Katara huffed loudly as she gave the men a harsh look.

They Winced.

Picked up his drumsticks, a rather young looking male held them in the air.

"1…2…3…"

Zuko flipped Katara around, pulling her waist close to his abdomen, golden eyes boring down upon her own fierce pools of sapphire orbs. Hand reaching up, she linked them by creeping her left leg between his sturdy stance, arms wrapping around his neck.

"Prepare to be Annihilated" She whispered.

He replied with a heavy smirk

And then the music started.

Katara made the first move, quick and in line with the beat of a heavyset drum roll. She snaked around his body, hands raking up and through his shaggy, unmanaged hair, Hips swaying; zuko counteracted as his hands threw up, twirling her in a quick movement to regain the lead while feet moved underneath her.

Katara let go and dipped down, coming up in one slow, saucy movement while zuko moved around her. Both facing in the same direction, Katara reached up as she felt his hips slightly sway against her own. She moved to the left, right hand flicking out as head dipped to strike a pose, zuko steadying himself opposite of her. Arm wrapping around his back, He mimicked the movement, and twirled her to his front, pulling the waterbender close while concentrated smirk gazed down at her own grinning features. Hands moving forward to intertwine with the partners, they pushed them into the air, looking opposite directions, while zuko began to stalk forward, katara backing, but looking disgruntled at how close he actually was.

A Heat rushed to her cheeks, and it was the Slip he was waiting for. Suddenly, Zuko reached underneath her, hand resting upon her inner thigh to pick her up and over his shoulder. It surpised katara, but didn't faze her. Grining, she put on a dazzling mid air leap upward, splitting to land in an almost fighting stance. One she was used to. Jerking up, zuko scooped her close once against, while they twirled about in a saucy dance of almost erotic courtship, both oblivious to the now Raging crowd who whooped and cried the band on to keep going faster.

Sokka was agape, mouth open while aang cheered on, toph by his side laughing loudly, hands in the air.

In was coming to the stretch now, and the heat was intense.

Zuko reached under Kataras lower back, as she leaned forward. Faces inches from each other, breath hot while he flipped her around, back arm outstretched, he dipped her low, while katara's head threw behind, exposing the crest of her neck and top of the young womans well developed chest.

Suddenly it was zuko that had some serious heat in his cheeks.

The drums come to an abrupt stop, as Katara looked up, seeing the awkward look on zukos face. Grinning as she stood up, the crowd lept in with a massive roar, leaving her breathless as she waved to the bars inhabitants, bowing with a loud and friendly laugh.

Zuko had other things on his mind.