A/N: Finally Grandpa has finished painting our living room. MAN! Oldie can sing! I laughed so hard,when he sang. And well, there are the internet cables and stuff. So There was no internet for me.. And well that sucks. But now that I am back I'm going to send lots and lots of stories/chapters. And really sorry for Long hold. My friends don't know that I write fanfiction (They even don't know what that is...) So I couldn't use their's computer. So this one is for Zutara babe. Ty for your review and request. I hope this satisfy you.
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Spit Contest.
2/3
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Finally I am free out jail!! Whoohoo! After begging so many nights and paying a part of the bills, I can do and stand wherever I want! So to celebrate I bought myself some ice cream and enjoyed the sun in the park near the Ice cream car. But that's not the only thing I enjoy. Of course there are many sweaty jogging boys around here! And if I get lucky they show up without there shirts!
So what I'm a perv? Girl school remember?
Suddenly a sweaty cute guy stopped from running. He eyed me with those big eyes. They are like little jewels. Though, I saw him crossing this path twice or three times I had no clue that he was up to something... But I am blind to see if a boy is interested or not... And I give the blame it all to that fricking girl school.
"Like what you see?" He said smoothly with a sedusive smile. I tried to smile back behind my ice cream but it turned out that I still had some ice cream around my mouth. So I looked like a clown. (Not that I noticed it.) One of the reasons I had no clue from my pipo look was that it didn't scare him away. Better yet, He walked through the running crowd towards the bench were I was sitting on. Lazy but still so handsome he let himself fall besides me. With this cocky smirk he winked at me. And darn yes that I felt my cheeks redden.
"Well a little break can't hurt... But it will be nicer with some refreshing." I saw what he was trying to do! So I held my ice back. "Get your own ice, you are running here so walking to the car won't kill you!" I growled, but in my head I screamed. What was I doing? Scaring away a jock because of some ice cream?? But he did not go. Instead, he laughed.
Score!
But when his laugh became harder, it confused me. "Well I think you need to buy yourself a new one too!" He said through laughter. With a red face I eyed the place were I held my Ice cream..
Where did my ice cream go?
Well, clumsy is my second name I guess.
Because with a startled look I saw my ice cream squeezed into my white shirt. So what does a girl when something like that happen? Scream. "Awh man!" I mocked. This was the worst ice cream eating day ever. And totally when the cute jock made the rude comment that I must shove the ice cream in my mouth instead of into my bra. I stood up.
"Well nice to meet you...but it's time to go now." I mumbled. Luckily he doesn't know my name. And I don't even know his!
"Wait, sweety. You are not going anywhere, because you get a Ice cream from moi." He pointed at himself. But I shook my head. I need to get away from him. He just think I am weird... Did he just say sweety?
"No listen honey, I need some new clothes or else I will die from embarressment." I tried to walk away, but he hold my arm. "Don't die you are too beautiful to die yet." I rolled my eyes at his picking lines. But didn't move.
"You know what? Screw them, give me your ice cream!"
"What?" I asked confused. But soon after he took the ice, he creamed himself in before I could say "My ice cream."
"So now we're both dirty. You don't need a shirt, you need ice!" Wow, if that boy is going to become a salesman, I definitely buy something from him. Togheter we were walking in silence to the car, while people stared at us in a funny way.
"You again? What will it be sugar?" The man behind the car said dark. While looking at me from head to heels. The pervert was checking me out! That little...
"I like two Strawberry-Chippa-Do please. One for me and my girlfriend." The jock's words brought me back to reality. I looked at him in suprise But I didn't saw any sarcasm in his face. It was slightly red with a angry frown on his face. He mouthed the word girlfriend to him. The man muttered something but I did not care. He just called me girlfriend? Ohh stupid butterflies!
He dragged me out of the line to the bench where we met after paying. I hadn't noticed it, I was in a pink cloud while angels sung to me. But something isn't right...We are strangers for each other. Or maybe this time it's love at first sight.
"Hello??" He said while slunging the Strawberry-Chippa-Do for my eyes.
"You just call me your girlfriend.." I blurted out.
He became red. "Well, That man was checking you out, So I give him the warning to watch out. Stupid pervert. Even with the chocolat spot in your shirt, you get guys attention." I was a little upset after his explanation but I could understand.
What I didn't understand is why he's still flirting with me. If he doesn't want me?
"What is your name?" I asked casually. Not showing my sadness.
"Sokka yours?"
"Suki Nice to meet you." I said politily. Sokka, Kind of cool name.
"Sure."
So after our small talk, what happen to be talking for hours, about almost everything. I got to know Sokka better.
He has one sister Katara and lives with his father and grandma. What he calls Gran-Gran. He loves fishing and other sports. Is captain of the soccer team and coach sixth graders with swimming. Also he loves dogs, but unfortunatelly haven't one because Gran-Gran is allergic. It's a nice and intelligent guy with a weird sense of humor. But I could laugh...
"Ever drunk cactus juice from a real cactus? I did. And god my sister could not stop laughing after I turned normal. She was crying about giant mushrooms. So I was gone crazy without realizing it." I laughed at his story. Until my cell phone rang. Looking at the time I screamed. "Oh god! It's late.. Too late. I had to come home five hours ago." I freaked out, while looking who was calling me... Great dad!
There goes my freedom.
"Suki.." I answered the call. But immediately held the cell far from my ears. Sokka bit his lip while he heard the angry dad who was exploding.
"Where are you? I am worrying sick bla bla bla... You could have been kidnapped or mudered! I trusted you, giving you invincibility to stand on your own. The only thing you had to do was come home around six. It's now eleven O' clock!" And so it goes on and on. "If you get home young lady..." He warned and then cut the line. I scowled at my green cell phone in my hand.
"So I don't see you soon right?" Sokka asked insecure
"Don't count on it." I grunted. Before gazing the stars. I heard him scrape his throat.
"Here you have my number, when you get out again, let me know kay?" He said while tossing me a paper. I saw it was a visite card for Hany's shop.I frowned Hany... I knew that somewhere from "Wait your sister is Katara Hany?" I looked up but saw that he was gone.
Great. Let's get back hell.
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When I put the key in the door to unlock it. I was prepared for the worst. But all I saw was a dark and silent room. So I waited for a light to go on. But it never came. Suspicious, I closed the door behind me and yes... The light went on.
But who sat there wasn't my dad, or my nanny (yes I have a nanny) or the maids. It was Mr. Azon.
"How..." I gasped.
"Hello Suki." He welcomed warmful.
"What..." I stumbled again, of course not forgetting my crush. I blushed. Am I dreaming or stood there my Art teacher who supposed to be in London? "I heard you almost castrated one of Miss Bark's models." He laughed friendly.I could not believe it! He called her Miss Bark.
"How..." Okay now it's going to be irritating. But my mouth won't shut. "London?" I get out frustrated.
"Oh right!" He stood up. "You want to know why your boring teacher is doing here in your house around a quarter for twelve." I nodded. not knowing what else to do.
"It's about your mom."
"So let me get this straight." Suki frowned after Mr. Azon told his story. "You and mom had a love affair, but after my dad found out you and mom went off to London. There you lived wild and free.. But when there a fire came my mom died because she was saving the dog?She hated dogs!"
"I guess I had changed her." He said. He tried to touch my arm but I didn't let him. "You sick bastard. You stole mom away! Dad said she was going to grandma for a while because she was ill!" Tears blinstered in my eyes. "Of course it makes sense... I never knew that my grandma was alive because she didn't know about my excistense. So I could not call her if mom was all right! She just left me?!"
"Well.. She had a hard time, She was trying to call you.."
"But she didn't" I cut him off rude. He shook his head. "No she did. She sended you letters, birthday gifts, invitings for come over. She did everything to contact you." I became angry again. I never had gifts from her or cards or anything! "No, you must have been mistaken." I acknowledged defensivily. His sigh was for giving up. "Well, I am here. But I came here to ask you a favor." He said avoiding the earlier argument. I clenched my teeth hard. Who the hell does he thinks he is huh? Coming to my house and talking about my mom in that way! She had a lover! My stupid crush! This is so unfair.
Although I felt my knees became weak by just looking at him. Part of me hated that look in his eyes. The golden eyes. That glanced at me like it had X-ray vision. But then something popped up into my mind.
"Wait... Miss Bark said that you were visiting your sister who died in a fire, was that... mom?" I had remembered it vaguely about what she was saying. I had detention for not paying attention to that. But now, It's clear in my head.
"That's exactly why I am here. I wanted to go to London but then guilt shot into me. And got a hunch, with some help from a viberating cell phone. I spoke Miss Bark that day. About you and what you did to poor Zuko." My face harden by the name. I had almost forgot about him. The jerk.
"No, what he did to me.." I corrected him bitterly. He smiled slightly. "Look Zuko isn't such a bad guy. He's really nice but doesn't show it. And I understand because of the place he lives." I looked at him in curiousity. "How do you know Zuko?"
"He's my god son. His dad and I were once college buddies. But everything changed when he made a girl pregnant. He wanted to run away or kill the girl. He was acting crazy!" I gasped in horror. "He left eventually but not without asking me if I watched over his son. He didn't know that he left the girl heartbroken. She broke down. Sleeping with every guy she got the chance with, drinking, became pregnant again but most of all, neglecting his son. It was so sad Suki, His sweet angel face turned dark. And When he was thirthteen, he had to come with his mother to her 'job' But the man was a mad man. He was trying to murder him and his mother. The woman tried everything to protect his son. The only night she had actually stood up for her son. With a burner he tried to burn her. But she was smart to duck away and he felt into a curtain. The fabric flamed fire with the man in it. She could hear him scream and tried to run away but not without Zuko. Zuko sat in the closet hiding himself. When she tried to get him out of there the man rolled himself dry and chased after the mother... With a gun."
I felt tears stream out of my eyes. Of course he's my enemy but this faith deserves no one. Not even him
"The woman unlocked the door and caught his son's arm, but didn't saw the bullet coming." I closed my eyes. trying hard not to picture it. "Zuko saw it all happen, he had her in his arms when she died. The man smirked widely and locked the door." He paused. Tears appeard in his eyes and I held my teachers hand.
"Where had the bullet hit her?" I asked shakingly. "Somewhere in her stomache. But she was strong she was a fighter... So she wrapped herself around her son, saying it will be all right and stuff. Zuko was tired and under the blood. But held himself close to her. She smiled that smile of hers and there they sat togheter. Waited for the death to pick them up." He sighed.
"And.." Suki asked curious.
"Her body had protected him from death. She burned death. And he had only a scar. It's a miracle." Mr. Azon ended his story, and all this time I held his hand. When I noticed I turned red and let him go.
"So, why are you here again?" I dried my eyes with my hand.
"Do you want to come to your mom funeral in London with me?'
Mr. Azon left when my dad came downstairs. He had eavesdropped the conversation with tears in his eyes. Togheter we cried. I had agreed to go with him to London but not now. I couldn't handle it to see my mother's death body in a wooden chest. My dad goes to London to see his ex-wife.
For a moment I thought that dad had beaten Mr. Azon up for showing his face in our house. Which he didn't. They had talked for hours and togheter they came to the conclusion to see my mother's testement in London, without killing each Mr. Azon left with my dad. I wanted to ask him for the letters and presents what my mom had 'sended' But I hadn't the chance.
That was 3 days ago and now I woke up alone again. Waken up by maid three thousand.
"You need to go to school dear."
"Yes Rosie I'm going."
"It's Annabel."
I rolled my eyes and muttered sorry. Before tieing my hair in a tail. I was already late but I did not care. Until my phone rang.
"Zup?" I answered the phone cooly, although I had no idea who that could be.
"Hé." The voice said.
"Who's this?" I became impatient while shoving an apple in my backpack.
"Zuko." I stopped with what I was doing, so did my heart.
"What!" I snapped angryly.
"I don't do anything yet, and you're already screaming!" I couldn't see him but I knew he was smirking. The stupid grin on his face! Oh.. He's lucky he's calling! Wait.. He's calling... ME! "How do you get my number?" I said terrified. It wasn't a stalker right?
"I got my connections." Immediately I thought about his god father, and the story he told about Zuko. I wanted to say something, something nice but nothing came out of my mouth, so I went silent.
"Suki? I was kidding."
"Whatever." And then I hung up. And not wanting to speak to him more, I shut down my phone. Stupid Zuko, why does he has to bother me? Of course, the painting accident. Next time I shut my mouth and never talk to the models again. I sighed, while stepping into the bus. It wasn't the regular school busses, They were shiny black with two levels. The carpet was soft material and the benches were leather sofa's with an own table in the middle. Under the table sat a small mini bar, with soda and apples. for kids who hadn't the chance to breakfast or extremely hungry. I had both problems.
So I tried to pass the students through the bus to one of the sofa's next to the window and smacked the bar door open, with a screaming stomache I looked around quickly for something eatable. Mm, that chocolate looked delicious! Too bad I didn't eat that, because someone snapped it away from me.
"Someone is hungry.." Someone said. And I knew that voice, the motherly and oh so perfect voice. She chewed on my bar, with those blue eyes. Yes, the beautiful:
Katara Hany
"Oh do you want this? Sorry I had no breakfast this morning, and I had such a hunger." She said sarcastic.
"What do you want, Hany." I growled, while snatching some nuts out from the bar. "I come here to warn you.." I rolled my eyes. "If you want to date my brother then you must say goodbye to Zuko." I raised an eyebrow. Dating her brother? saying goodbye to Zuko? What the hell was she talking about? She must had read the confusion in my face. "My brother sees something in you, and for the record I don't like it one bit, But he's my brother and I don't control his life." I was still confused.
"But if you want to date my brother, then you cannot talk to Zuko darling." She whispered now.
"Zuko Darling?" I sneered back. She narrowed her eyes before turning her back at me. "He I am not finished!" I complained.
"Well I am." Katara said stubborn, "But let me make this clear. If you break my brothers heart I get you back so hard that you want to tranfser to another country. And if you speak to Zuko once more again, I break your neck." She stated. I sat there, the eternal ride thinking about Katara's warning. Was she so jealous that I got more attention from "Zuko Darling" then her? Well that is pathetic! And on the moment I want to share a piece of my mind to the girl the bus stopped.
We arrived at the school.
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The whole school day was a dread, nothing special happened. Until Art. Zuko was already in the classroom so was Miss Hany. She gave me that look to watch my back. I stuck my tongue out for respond and sat on my seat. I had noticed that Zuko was looking at me the whole time, I knew it.
"Zup." He said in his hoarse kind of breath taking tone. I kept on ignoring him.
'Go away, go away, go away!' I wished furious.
"Suki?" He called softly. "What.." But he get cut off by a sound of a closing door. Miss Bark stood there impatient. She had a harsh look on her face and her hair came from everywere. She looked really tired. You could tell from the bags under her eyes.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen." She said so politely as she could. It was more a grunt.
"Zup." Zuko and I said at the same time. Our eyes connected for one second but I broke it rudely. She looked at us in this funny way. "Okay children let's go painting." We all looked at Zuko for taking off his gown, but he didn't. "My young men is on holiday." He said with a playing smile. I smirked.
"Too bad." I heard someone from the back of the class. With following some giggles. I rolled my eyes.
"Well Zuko, you can watch with the girl from your choice for painting." Miss Bark ignored the giggles. I knew that he would choose me, I knew it. I kind of liked the thought of me and him painting togheter but sadly he didn't choose me. Because someone stood in his way. "You want to work with me?" The sweet and gentle gesture from the first girl who was in the line. And the winner is: Miss Know-It-All. Katara looked at him with those blue eyes, that you just couldn't say no. And he didn't. "Sure." He mumbled, and I could hear all the girls whine.
I laughed.
Our assignment was about to draw something you like a lot. And before I knew it I begun to draw. Concentrated, I draw a head, With an other pencil I sketchted the headlines. Two eyes were staring back at me. Pure with passion and fury. I liked it. Soon I was busy with the nose, without looking away from my easel. I heard thing of course. Like Katara's giggling and Miss Bark's approval or huffs.
I felt that it grew hot in here. And soon sweat was dripping bihind my back. But I kept going on with my sweaty fingers.
I won't be van Gogh or Picasso, but it's looking damn fine. I blew away a stroke hair or gave out a sigh. But I was finished.
And what I saw was horrifying.
First I saw was the burning eye...
Fuck.
cold sweat broke down my face. I tried to rip the piece of paper off, but I was caught. And by no one else then Miss Huffabee. She looked at me with an expression I had no clue of. Her bewildered eyes scanned my drawing, and a finger tapped under her chin.
"Wonderful, and painful at the same time." She whispered to me. "Hand it over Suki, I won't let it show to the rest but this is... This is art!" For the first time I knew I won respect.
"Thank you?" I replied. Even though I made an object d'art. I hated what I drew. ZUKO? from all persons I have know I draw Zuko. That's strange.
Because I don't like Zuko at all.
I eyed the girls in the class, if someone was watching me. One was.. The one I drew.
When the bell rang I was relieved. This was my last period and now I was free to go. I got up as soon as I heard the noise and sped my walk. I had no clue that Miss Huffabee was calling me back, or that fellow students were watching me. I did not care. I wanted to go away from it all because of one person.
"SUKI!" I heard from behind. And I knew who that was. So what did I do.. I ran. Out of the school.
"Suki, why are you avoiding me?" Zuko asked, while spreading his arms so it came out louder. But I didn't turn around I kept running. Reminding what Katara had said. "Are you still mad at me?" He sneered, but kept chasing after me, When does this boy quit? I sped my walk into a run, But sooner or later he would caught with me eventually. So I stopped.
"WHAT!" I screamed irritated to him.
"What's up with you? You are ignoring me for some reason.. Why?" He asked.
"Because.." What was there to say? I ignore you because I met this wonderful guy with an evil sister, She is obsessed with you and jealous because you give me more attention then her?
"See, you don't even know why you are avoiding me?" He said but it sounded like a question.
"Shut up. You think you're so tough right? With your dark past and your burned face!"
"Dark past?" He sneered, stepping closer to the pavements, So I stepped back.
"Yeah, I know more about you then you can imagine! I know about your dad, your mom, Even your dog was mentioned." I stepped another step from him. And I knew I had him. Or at least... "Mentioned? You spoke Pete.." Zuko voice went silent
"Pete?" Who the hell is Pete? "Mr. Azon." I nodded slowly. His name is Pete Azon?? He grinned, and I smiled back looking dreamingly in his pure eyes. But caught myself with what I was doing, so I backed away. What leaded me to stand on the middle of the road. I snapped at him. "Yes I talked to him, and it's a real gentlemen, not like his godson!"
"Suki.." He said with a warning tone in his voice.
"Do not Suki me!" I demanded.
"Suki..." He repeated again, but now hoarse.
"Why don't you understand that I..." But I get cut off by a loud noise peeping motor tyre, when I turned around, white light flashed for my eyes. This was it. "God?" I asked inaudible. A dark shadow came between me and my light, and strong arms tangled their way around my stomache and pulled me away. The light turned into the normal collors of the sky and I could fell something prickly under my skin I touched the grass were I was lying on. I blinked once. Then two golden widened and shocked eyes stared at me. I growled.
"Bastard, You broke the connection with God!" I whined. Still I knew exactly who I was looking at, perfect jawline, golden eyes, hanging black hair. Zuko Fricking Azon. If that is his real name.. But then another miracle happened.
From everything he did. Smirk or grin... I heard him laugh.
"He smiley, Would you stop laughing and help me up!" I demanded. But still suprised that he really laughed. ".Sorry." He apologized between hiccups. But then laughed harder then before, And somehow I began to laugh too.
"Are you all right?" The driver came to me. Asking concerned. "Yeah I am cool, but If I were you, I would get the hell out of here before I sew." I winked at him before getting up. Zuko's laughter died into heavily breathing. "Why are you still standing here? You heard the woman! Get lost." He snapped dangerous. And the men did what him was told. I gave him another stare and he looked back. And in one second I fell real connection, and that made me want to giggle.
"Where are we?" I tried to hold myself. But little giggles came out off my mouth.
"In the park." He answered simple, and I looked around myself it was true, I was lying on the grass cute sweaty jocks ran. Like Sokka. I shot up from that thought. "I gotta go." my tongue felt from the sentence in a hurry and So did I. I could see his face fell "Oh yeah, the avoiding thing."
"Please." I begged him. But he won't let go so easily. He grabbed my hand and leaded me to the bench. "Look, I am now your stalker so live with it." I grinned. "Okay stalker, I have a suggestion." I said.
"Spit it out."
"Okay, let see... If, you can spit all the way to the can, you can stalk me, If you can't then no more Suki time for you mister." I suggested with a childish tone.
"Deal, ONLY."
I had a bad feeling when he started with Only.
"Here we go." I sighed
"You must do it too."
"WHAT?" I screamed. "No gross!"
"You were the one who had suggest it!" He said defensively.
"Yeah but this is a guy thing, girls don't spit, not in public though."
"Then you are wrong... I have seen.."
But before he could finish his sentence or the arguement, I aimed my bestest shot to the can and threw all my spit to it. "Is that all you can, I can do better!" He cried.
"Urghh PRSHT" his spit came further then mine, but hadn't hit the can. "Ha it didn't hit the can!" I smirked.
"But it came further then you!"
"Out Off Three!"
Really, you don't mess with me, If you dare me, I am doing it big, If I must compete with someone I do the best I could to win. So there we were doing the grossest thing I have ever done. And I don't even know if grossest is a word. But that's it.
Spit contests are the grossest!
Unfortunatelly our contest didn't last long, But it ended with it's embarressed moment. We had a tie, and still the control freak I am, wanted to make the big finish, The can was not the deal anymore, we were over that, no now where the rocks behind the can the I stood up, and collect all the spit in my body.. I did it gross but I didn't care. My killer look was aimed at a stone and I was going to hit him. I pulled back, while I heard Zuko awes. And I shot the best that I could... It hurted in my throat. But that I didn't feel because I had hit it! Victerious I jumped up and down! I hit it! I hit it! WHOOHOO I am the best! I am the..." While I was busy with my happy dance, Someone coughed from behind. And yes I was busy with my happy dance when I faced him.
OH MY !*&&#^ &&#^#*
Thousand of words raced through my head while my head became so red from embarressment. I hadn't felt so humilinated since the day I pulled Ice cream on my shirt. But right in front of me stood, Sokka Hany, Speechless with his mouth dropped open, and next to him was a baby blue cell phone, and the owner of it was the meanest bitch in the whole universe.
"Zup!" I chirped desperate.
"Oh Suki, I have you this time!" Katara smiled evil while walking away with her swaying hips. Ordinary tramp. I scowled.
Sokka sighed. while looking from me to Zuko. "What are you doing Suki? I tried to call you several times, but you never called back." My mouth dropped open. What on earth is happening? Why does everyone have my number without me knowing! "I am hanging out with a good friend." I said chilly. His face fell. "You call him a friend? The skunk bag." He growled. Zuko on the other hand glared harsh to the jock, while nudging his knockles. "What's up home school?" He grinned his famous grin.
"How do you know each other?" I asked.
"Let say Jocks and Emo's don't go well togheter." Sokka growled. and then looking at me again. "I thought you were different, but it turns out your just as pathetic then Burn over here." That was it. Zuko's fist punched his enemy face to pulp. "You want to say that again, huh?" His face was red of anger, and his eyes were darker. I had never seen him like this.I stopped him. "Let him go!" I whined.
The fight stopped. And Sokka got up nervily. "I want a new sweater, girl." He demanded, while holding his nose, it was bleeding pretty hard. Zuko took a step to him, but Sokka already dissapeard.
"What the heck was that about!" I yelped angrily at Zuko. The hottie was gone, I blew my only chance with him, and now his sister is up to something.
"Nothing." Zuko growled. This kid was impossible!
"URGH! Stupid..." I burst out irritated. "You're so..." But I stopped. He looked up to me with those puppy eyes, and then stood up. A feet taller then me, he let his hands touch my skin. I became pale. What was he doing. "So.." I stuttered. But he still touched my face. "So..." I closed my eyes. I thought, no I hoped that he would kiss me, Sadly he didn't.
"You've got some spit on your chin." He whispered to me, and my eyes shot open. "Oh my.." I gasped while clean my chin with my jackett. He laughed. "I see you later Suki." He waved I noticed.
"Wait!" I called after him. When he turned around suprised I gave him my cheekishly smile. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For saving my life." I replied. He smiled a real smile and then dissapeard. I looked after him for a second. He isn't that bad. I touched my skin were he touched. it was like I was on fire
I told you that Clumsy is my second name. Mad in love with my enemy is my third.
A/N: Well this was a really long one was it.. Well I am planning to make this one a triology, because well. I WANT A KISS. Sorry that Katara is a Bitch, but heck, I liked it. Okay that's a lie, I didn't like it at all. I wrote that part in a hurry, because I ran out of ideas. Well what ya think? Review and Keep sending request ( Thanks Zutara babe)
