Hello once again. It's time to do another once to write another Zutara oneshot. Which is a little hard tonight, because I'm sick. But I like Zutara and writing too much to let that stop me! XD Well here we go again!
Do I look like I own Zutara? Or Avatar for that matter? Didn't think so.
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Music was blaring in the jam packed party room that was filled to capacity with clubbers. The clubbers were dressed in the hottest fashions, may it be those be not so revealing, or well very revealing. Zuko swore he had even seen someone wearing a loincloth and just a loincloth. He officially thought he was scared for life after seeing that. Zuko even wondered why he was at a club when he hated them with a passion. Clubs should never have been invented Zuko thought, I mean the music was too loud and the people packed together too tightly. Then Zuko felt a body press up against his, arms wrapping around his torso.
"Are you having fun Zuko?" Katara asked her boyfriend of two years. She asked this by leaning up on her tiptoes and whispering her question into his ear, her breath tickling the hairs on his neck.
"Not really," Zuko said a bit distracted by Katara pressing her body against his. He grabbed Katara's arms and spun her around so he could face her. Katara looked up at him, her blue eyes were still clearer even in the dim lights of the club. Katara was wearing a white jean skirt that showed off her long lean legs. She was wearing a blue corset styled shirt with black lace. She had her long brown hair hanging down in waves so it brushed against her butt. Katara was wearing her signature necklace and she had on black ballerina shoes that had black lace on them that wrapped around her legs. Katara unlike most girls looked in the club did not have on a lot of makeup. She looked very natural with a pale lip-gloss on with blue eye shadow and black eyeliner. Katara always managed to take Zuko's breath away, but seeing her in that outfit took his breath away even more.
Katara pouted clearly upset that her boyfriend wasn't having fun. She looked around at all the people that wear having fun dancing. Katara wanted Zuko to have fun. Katara loved her boyfriend with her whole heart but he never had any fun. Now that wasn't exactly Zuko's fault, Zuko grew up with an abusive father and a manipulative little sister, his mother, like hers, had died when he was little. Zuko never had the time to enjoy himself, so now later in his life when he finally was free of his family he didn't know how to enjoy himself. That was before he had met Katara though. Katara had seen Zuko in one of her college classes alone and decided to befriend him. Katara slowly brought Zuko out of his hard protective shell that he had built around himself due to his family. Later Katara and Zuko started dating and both of them had never been happier. Katara though, still felt like Zuko could loosen up a bit more. So, she had decided to take him to her favorite club. Katara then heard a new song come on. It was fast paced and it was Katara's favorite type of song to just let loose and dance to. A sly smile spread out on Katara's face. She grabbed Zuko's hand and started to drag him out on to the dance floor.
"What are you doing Katara?" Zuko asked his girlfriend nervous at what she could be planning. The last time Zuko had seen that smile Katara had trapped her brother and his girlfriend in a closet when they were fighting over what Katara thought was a stupid issue.
"Dance with me," Katara stated looking up into Zuko's golden eyes. Zuko shock his head, he hated dancing. Katara's smile returned. "Fine," she said. Katara proceeded to back away from Zuko and started dancing, while still keeping eye contact with him. She threw her arms up and swayed to the music, just letting go. Not noticing the male eyes that she was attracting. Zuko on the other hand did notice the wandering eyes of the male population. A growl erupted deep in Zuko's throat. Clearly these males did not get that Katara was taken, that she was his. Even if they didn't know they were together, Katara was looking at him just him, her eyes never looking away from him. Surely, that would give away the fact that they were together. Apparently not.
Katara's eyes widened when Zuko came up to her then turned her around so she was pressed up against his front. His arms wrapped around her waist and she had her arms go up above her head and grab on to his torso pressing against him once again. This time Zuko smirked this was going to show those insolent males. He looked around. He was surprised to see that only some on the males had backed off. Some of them were still had their predatory gazes on Katara. Zuko growled again. Did these males have any brain cells at all?! Then one insane male actually had the nerve to try and start to come over to them. Zuko glared at him, apparently the male did have brain cells because he took the hint and backed off. An idea then came into Zuko's head like he had been struck by lightning. Zuko turned Katara around once again. Her eyes looked up at him, wondering what he could possibly be doing. Zuko smiled the brought his lips down to hers. They met in a fiery kiss. One kiss that all in the vicinity that witnessed it knew these two people were soul mates. That they were each other's whole worlds. They could feel the passion from the kiss in the air; it was like a blanket covering all the people in the club. When Zuko and Katara broke apart Katara was gasping for breath. She had not been expecting that kiss, but she loved it nonetheless. Just like she loved every kiss she and Zuko shared. Zuko brought his lips down to Katara's neck and whispered in her ear. Katara blushed a deep shade of red. Once she got over her embarrassment she grabbed Zuko's wrist dragging him out of the club at a hurried pace. When they were at the exit to the club though, Zuko looked over his shoulder at all the males who had their jaws on the floor. Zuko smirked back at them. It was a smug smirk, he had shown them just who Katara belonged too.
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Well, there you go. I hope you liked this oneshot. Please review, I'm going to go to bed. I'm tired and I'm sick so I need my sleep. Night.