Part 3 of 3 Last one, and probably the whole point of the this mini series within a series.
"You idiot. I can't believe you fed her sugar. AT NIGHT."
Katara groaned as she turned to her side, her sleepy eyes heavy and drooping. They both were lying on the floor, sprawled out due to their tired bodies. Her back touching his, they were ready to fall asleep.
Unfortunately, Little Yue wasn't.
"Well excuse me if I tried to be nice and buy her some candy."
"At midnight?"
"Oh well...I must have lost track of time."
A snort came from Katara, as she swung her lazy arm around and gave him a stiff punch on the arm. He just merely smirked, pulling the large blanket closer that they shared closer to himself.
"Hey, give that back."
Katara turned so she was facing his back, pulling the blanket from the Fire Lord's grip. For two days straight the three year old had only slept a total of five hours. And Zuko and Katara? None.
The toddler jumped around them, squealing as she swung her doll around. They shushed her, and she quietly sat down in the middle of the room where they all were staying.
"Blanket hogger! Share."
Suddenly, due to the lack of sleep, they became children again.
Rolling around and throwing insults at each other, they began to rough house for the blanket. Fighting to be on top, they gripped each other's shoulders and fought for the stupid little blanket.
Until finally, Zuko stopped.
Katara was on top of him, resting on his chest, their faces just inches apart.
"Don't move! She's asleep."
Carefully they looked to the side, and sure enough, Little Yue was fast asleep. Curled up in a ball, hugging her doll, she looked like a sweet little thing. But Zuko and Katara had other problems to deal with.
"Now get off me, Katara."
"No! I can't! She might wake up, and who knows when she'll go back to sleep."
They finally realized just how close they were, their chest plastered together from Katara's weight.
With heavy breaths, they kept quiet, trying not to make a sound or disturb the toddler's slumber. They stayed like that for hours, staring at each other, somewhat blushing and somewhat angry. All they could do was wait for Suki and Sokka because they were supposed to be there that night.
But sometimes, you can only be so quiet for oh so long.
"Zuko, my neck hurts."
"What do you want me to do about it?"
With a glare she cracked her neck and rested her head on his chest. His mouth opened to protest, but for some reason nothing came out. After a moment of silence, Katara started to complain again.
"Zuko, your leg is touching my butt."
"No! Your butt is touching my leg."
"No it's not, my butt--"
"Katara, stop making this more awkward than it already is."
Suddenly, the door creaked open and a dark shadow stepped in. They both held their breaths, quite afraid if it was a certain brother. The shadow went over to Little Yue, picking her up, and then began to walk over to the awkward pair.
"Aw, wouldn't you guys make great parents?"
Katara looked up with disgust, scrunching up her nose, ignoring the fact she was blushing.
"Suki!"
Zuko gave a sigh of relief as she rolled off of his chest, hugging the Kyoshi warrior. He heard whispers of how their three days went, how Sokka was still on the boat talking away to someone like he always does. He could see the silhouette of Katara's body, picking up both their bags for him. He continued to lay down, resting his hands on his chest as he closed his eyes in thought.
Aw, wouldn't you guys make great parents?
The Fire Lord opened his from his thoughts when a bag was tossed roughly on his chest. His golden eyes awoke to see Katara glaring at him, but a soft smile rested on her lips.
Standing up to get ready to board the boat that would drop Katara off at her home in the South Pole, and then at his in the Fire Nation, he dusted the dirt of his clothes.
And so he answered the question to himself with a light whisper and a small smile.
"Yeah, we would."