Chapter 2: Sharing Spaces

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Author Note: I obviously write in very short chapters... only because I tend to want to get the boring things out of the way. Formalities... descriptions! All of it works together to lead up to the good stuff. The next chapters will be longer, but for now it is a very rainy and slow day which allowed me to write some small things for you lovely folks. :3


Katara and Zuko left their parental guardians at the ship. Both of them had decided to take a walk around the town which would hopefully allow them to get a better handle on the situation.

"Can you believe this? We're going to have to get married, Zuko!" Katara screamed as she lead the Fire Lord to a small pond.

"Did you not know that you would wed me?" Zuko asked curiously, his eyes focused on the small figure across the pond.

"Well, no... my dad said that someone would be chosen for me," The water bender responded.

"Well aren't you bright, My lady. Obviously, if there was a unity agreement, you would need to wed the king of the nation..." Zuko coyly mocked.

"Well you may be the Fire Lord, but you're still a hot head to me," Katara laughed, "And what's with the proper language? We're friends aren't we?"

"Sorry, it's been a while since I've talked to a friend,"

If it was anyone other than Katara, Zuko would have banished them from the nation. Yet, after the big war with his father, the group had went their separate ways. He was 17 at the time which meant that about 4 years had already pass. The first year was busy for everyone. New places to build, new laws to pass... there was no time for friends or talking. However, as the second year went by, Uncle Iroh had suggested Zuko write to everyone. Of course, Katara continued to write back. Both of them had no binding obligations that kept them from writing simple letters; no wives, no husbands, no almost boyfriends and girlfriends. It was only natural that they developed a more open connection.

"But I'm glad..." Katara said as she seemed to snap Zuko out of his thought process, "I thought I would have to marry some old man or rude prick! To think that it is you makes me feel a little better... and you look good, Fire Lord Zuko."

The water bender was being completely genuine, but the Fire Lord part was lace with a hint of mockery. It had been a long time since she had seen the fire bender and a lot had changed. Zuko's short hair had grown longer to represent royalty, but was hidden by the signature Fire Nation's top knot. His body was always fit, but now he was more tone and muscular. Seems like his royal duties did not affect his training sessions at all. Needless to say that if she never met Zuko, she would have thanked her father for matching her up with such a sexy man.

"You seem taller too," she remarked, realizing that she only went up to his shoulders.

Zuko smiled, "You look good too, Katara..."

"That's all?" she laughed as she saw her dad wave to her, "We should get back..."

Katara walked in front of Zuko, leading the way back to the small crowd of blue and red spots. Zuko didn't know what to say, but he could honestly admit that "you look good" was an understatement. He didn't want to say anymore because he wanted to still look cool. Katara did, after all, mature into a beautiful young lady. Her hair had grown longer and fell above her butt, which was tone and round. She was still short, but that was what made her so cute when they were younger. Cute, however, was no longer the right word. She was far from cute. She was sexy.

As the water bender walked in front of the Fire Lord, he could see her hips swag. She grew an amazing hour glass figure that was probably obtained with various training sessions. The dress she had on hugged all the right curves and made her round breast seem even rounder- if possible.

"What the hell am I thinking..." Zuko thought as he mentally slapped himself. He was behaving like a horny 16 year old boy. Not a respectable Fire Lord.


It had been 3 hours since the boat set sail and Katara left her hometown. Uncle Iroh made it clear that she should enjoy herself, but she wasn't use to the attention and stares that the crew members gave her. Looking over the edge, she sigh. It wasn't a bad idea to marry Zuko, but she would have to get use to it.

"Tea?"

"Oh, General Iroh," Katara gasped, taking the small china tea cup from the master bender.

"Please, call me Uncle Iroh," He smiled.

"You always were so kind to everyone," Katara said as she took a small sip of tea, "This is wonderful, did you make it yourself?"

"Why yes, I love tea and it's easy to make even the cheapest thing taste good...as long as you have patience"

There was a long pause in the air as Katara finished the small treat.

"Katara, some how I always imagined the woman my nephew would marry to be... more gentle. She would be the kind of person to obey Zuko's command and never ever step out of her spot."

Katara stared at the man in front of her. He couldn't be suggesting that she be Zuko's slave, could he? They must have forgotten that at any moment, she could bend the water and hop off the ship.

"But," The general said drinking his last sip, "Zuko is much like this tea. It seems hot at first, but after you spend some time with it, it'll cools down... yet the taste you get in your stomach is as fresh as a boiling pot of the finest first class tea."

"I know Zuko is a nice guy, Uncle Iroh..." katara said softly, "it's just that I never imagined myself in this position, becoming Fire Lady to a man I once hated."

"I'm glad that you are not one to buckle under the orders of another man, Katara," Iroh said, "Because for some reason I always felt like you would be a good girl for my stubborn nephew."

"UNCLE!"

"Why yes, Zuko?"

"Why is there no guest room for Katara?"

Iroh looked at his fuming nephew as though Zuko had asked him how to make a rainbow out of air.

"Well my fine nephew... there's no spare room because you two will be sharing your chambers together. You are, after all, engaged to one another. No need to feel shy on our accounts. If you want you may run into each other's arms!"

"UNCLE THAT IS NOT FUNNY, I demand another room be prepared for-" Zuko yelled until he noticed that his uncle was already twirling around the deck, spitting nonsense that involved teens in love.

Zuko grabbed Katara's hand and pulled her along. He was obviously mad and Katara was not a happy camper either. Yes, they were engaged, but privacy is a lovely thing that even most married couples preferred. With a sudden halt in their movement, the two benders arrived at a big steel door. Zuko created a small flame from his finger tip and threw it into the keyhole.

"Welcome to the Fire Lord room,"


AN/ Remember my lovely viewers; it never hurts to review ~ Typically if it's another insomniac night I will write more and perhaps developed our lovely bender's relationship more