Katara sat in Azula's room, her long brown legs hung over one side of the sofa, her back to the other. Azula was currently babbling about the many things in her life that annoyed her. Mai was clearly day-dreaming and Ty Lee watched with a fake enthusiasm.
"So Katy…whom in your life is catching your hard to get attention…boy wise of course?" Azula's voice seemed to slide through the room, reaching the far corners with but a hint of a question.
"Hmm…to be honest I don't believe anyone. Sure Jet and Haru are cute but they are but toys for ones imagination and bed." Katara responded with equal fluency. A silver twinkle flirted in her large eyes. Azula laughed at the response, her hand delicately covering her ruby lips.
"I must agree. Are you toying with them too Katy?" Azula smirked, hiding a giggle. One must understand Azula's and Katara's relationship to understand this. They are truly best friends, there families close for years. With this sense of familiarity they understand this relationship as family, therefore sisterly teasing isn't to be put above them. They understand each other like others simply don't.
"Why Zula, how could you acuse me of such?" Katara giggle, false shock lightly covering the laughter in her eyes. The two girls simply laughed harder, Ty Lee then chose to speak up.
"I have a large test tomorrow, I gotta get going to bed, see ya in the morn." She disappeared through the main door, Mai silently on her heels.
"I heard you were sleeping with Jet….is he good?" The question may have surprised even Toph but never would such a question surprise Azula.
"Mmm…not the best." The girls went on late into the night; debating who was truly the best to adorn the two princess's beds. Giggles and laughter roamed the halls, echoing from their rooms.
Zuko wasn't to happy, his girlfriend was reading the letter over his shoulder. The letter was addressed from his power-happy father, Ozai. The letter was simple and to the point, no frills and definitely no I-love-you-son's in the entireness of the letter. The words stated what Zuko already knew, and he glared at the roll of parchment.
Crown Prince Zuko son of Ozai and Ursa
You must return for the winter's break. Balls are approaching and your sister and yourself will be attending with a date I preapprove. That girl you are dating simply will not do. Be back at the palace before the first ball. Make sure your sister understands this also. Goodbye.
-Fire Lord Ozai, Son of Azulan and Asru.
"Zuko, why won't I do?" Jun's voice floated over his well built body. He tensed lightly.
"You have no royal blood. My father won't permit that." Zuko's voice was cold and harsh. Almost unforgiving.
"Why not? I am from a wealthy family." Jun started but Zuko cut her off suddenly.
"Jun. We need to end this. It isn't quite working out to well." Zuko decided to just go through with it, he couldn't hold out much longer.
"Zuzu…we can work…" Once again Jun started but she couldn't finish.
"Don't call me Zuzu. And this isn't working; I am breaking it off for my metal sanity." Zuko looked absolutely serious and almost insane.
"Zuko…."
"You're too freaking controlling! I can't stand it anymore!" Zuko nearly yelled, but in a controlled manner. Jun nodded sadly and ran out of the room crying. Zuko breathed heavily. He left the roll of parchment lying on the table and crawled into bed, welcoming the warm ruby sheets.
Breakfast finally rolled around and Zuko was waiting for his sister to arrive, most likely with the lackeys behind her. Sure enough she came marching into the dining hall, a look for domination coating her harsh but beautiful features. Zuko shivered slightly, the look was the one she gave whenever she wanted to win, conquer, dominate, slaughter, or in anyway destroy her enemies. Yes Zuko was the elder and heir to the throne but that changed but a thing, she was still incredibly terrifying when she held that harsh look on her face.
"Azula! Come here, father sent us a letter." She looked over at Zuko with a look that would most likely kill a small puppy, he shivered again. She came right on over and stole the parchment out of his hands.
"…home…dancing…Jun?...mkay…Thank you brother." With that the princess turned on heel and gilded across the room. Her hair bouncing behind her. Mai gave him a swift look of admiration then followed the murderous princess. Ty lee seemed almost ecstatic to be awake at 7 in the morning, the thought tortured his mind.
Zuko felt like he knew whom was to be on his arm those balls and formals. It was either Mai or Katara. Their was no way around it. He could have Mai swoon over him, in her angst ridden way, for nights on end or he could repetitively have to change pant sizes until he could find a pair that would accommodate the results of taking Katara as his date. He groaned quietly.