I'm sorry readers that I did not post an oneshot yesterday. I was sick and I had to go to work, so when I got home at nine thirty, well let's just say I went straight to bed. I didn't wake up till noon today. I'm sorry; I'll try to get the mythology oneshot out later; most likely at the end of Zutara week. So here is (the most likely suckish and short due to my being sick) stare oneshot.
I don't own Avatar. If I did would I be writing while I was sick?
Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.
Zuko was breathless. I mean who wouldn't be if your fiancée was trying on sexy dresses for a business dinner later that night. Zuko almost groaned when Katara stepped out of the bathroom with a blue tube-top dress that cascaded over her lithe body and cinched in just the right places. It stopped just above her knees, so it showed off her long legs. This was almost as bad as when she had tried on that red dress. The red dress that stopped way before her knees had a plunging neckline and a plunging back! This was almost as bad, but not as bad. No red was too sexy for a business dinner. There was no way anybody but him was aloud to see her in that little number.
"Zuko, what do you think of this one?" Katara asked as she twilled around in front of the full-length mirror.
"I like it. I think you should wear it." Zuko said, still not taking his eyes off of her. She twilled again the dress flowed with her movement and lifted up a bit.
"Ok, I like it too. I think I'll wear this one." She said still looking at the dress with an eye that was looking for any flaws in the dress. She nodded once satisfied with her chosen outfit. She went over to her closet and grabbed a pair of white heels. "Zuko do you think you could get me my white pearl necklace and matching bracelets? Thanks honey." Katara said from the bed where she was sitting down to slip into her shoes. Zuko grunted and walked over to his fiancée's jewelry box. He grabbed the pearls and gave them to Katara. She put them on and looked over herself one more time in the mirror, Zuko's eyes never leaving her.
"Alright Zuko let's go. Oh and honey you can stop staring at me." Katara said a smile on her face. Zuko could tell she was teasing him; the flirty tone in her voice gave her away.
"I don't think that's possible Katara. You're my favorite thing to stare at." Zuko said as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. Katara smiled as Zuko rested his head on her neck. You know she thought to herself, it didn't matter if he stared at her all through the dinner. As long as that is, she got to stare at him while he slept. Because like him, Katara had a favorite thing to stare at. That would be, Zuko when he slept and all the stress of work and his family issues drained from his face and he was at peace. Zuko and Katara both had something to stare at, each other.
Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.Beingsicksucks.
Ok, sorry it was so cheesy at the end. I feel really sick right now, so I'm going to bed now. Please review anyway though.