*All important disclaimer! I don't own anything! This was made for fun! Anything from the show or the real world not mine! Any reviews or helpful suggestions are accepted. Anything rude will be ignored. Characters a mostly OC, a bit of my alter ego's might slip in here and flames on the pairings or how Emotional Aang might be will be totally ignored. This is a Zutara story, I never cared for KatAang even when the show was going on. Aang will grow up I promise so please bare with me. Any helpful suggestions are appreciated. All haters and flamers please take your mean reviews and use them to thaw your cold hearts.*
Suki breathed a sigh of relief when they entered the apartment. Katara waved goodbye the Lu Ten. Toph went to bed while throwing a goodnight over her shoulder. Suki went to sleep as well. Katara sat on the coach not really sure what to do. She had a free day tomorrow. But she had no one to hang out with, so she opted to just doze on the coach till she had to get up and go to bed. She sat there for about a half an hour when her phone went off. Aang's number popped up on the caller ID. "Hey Aang," Katara answered warmly. He hadn't called in a few days, Katara had worried. But it was not Aang who answered. "Katara, I think its time me and you talked." Katara's eyes widened. 'Is that Coco?' "Coco?"
A long sigh followed. "Yeah." Katara began to panic. "Is Aang alright? Is he hurt? What's going on?" "Aang isn't hurt. Physically any way... Kat... this is hard to say. I didn't want to do this over the phone. But I couldn't say it to your face either..." Katara cradled the phoned with both hands and she listened intently, "tell me what Coco?" Her heart was beating like a Raba-roo. Coco sighed and it sounded like she was shifting. "Aang and I... have been having an affair..." The air around her seemed to get thicker, heavier even. "Have...*gulps* have you been sleeping with him?" "Well yea, that is usually what an affair is..." Katara swallowed hard, but before she could even collect her feelings the door opened and in walked a distraught Zuko. Katara hung up and stood, still staring. Pure misery was written all over his face. "Mai... my father... sex..." was all he could utter.
Katara felt tears well up in her eyes. "Aang cheated on me." In on swift motion they were holding each other. Katara wept into his shoulder while Zuko held back his. She grasped his shiny shirt tightly as they moved from standing to sitting on the coach. Katara's phone rang almost frantically, but she couldn't bring herself to answer. Zuko sensing this simply shut it off for her. She gave him a grateful smile and held on close. They sat that way for about an hour. Zuko was the first to speak. He nuzzled his right cheek against the top of her head, "Aang is an idiot." A simple statement, simple but true. Katara nuzzled his neck. "Mai never deserved you. She said to my face you belonged to her. I nearly cleaned her clock."
They stayed wrapped in each others arms till the sun rose. Neither spoke as they stood and walked up the stairs, arms still around each other. They stopped at their separate doors. Zuko looked in Katara's eyes, "You're gonna be alright?" Katara shook her head, "no but... as much as I'd like to spend the night in your arms..." Zuko chuckled slightly and a small ghost of a smile graced his face for a brief moment. "yea I get you. Tara. Um...did you know? When I told you, even though you had bad news yourself, you didn't seem surprised." Katara nodded, "Suki told me, they didn't want to hurt you." Zuko hissed and scratched his messy tresses. "Yea I can see them doing that..." Zuko looked in to Katara's eyes one last time. He took her hand and squeezed, "I'm over here if you need me." Katara squeezed back, "back at you."
Zuko entered his light blue room. He ran his hand through his hair as he sat on his full sized black comforter. 'What a night.' He pulled out his cell phone, no new calls so obviously they hadn't noticed him. 'That or they just don't care, I don't know what would hurt worse...' Zuko sighed and laid back to stare at the ceiling. He glanced at his phone again before he flipped it open and pressed two on the speed dial. It rang at least five times before he answered, "Zuk you better be chocking or dead." "Jet. Did you know that Mai was fucking my dad?" Zuko heard Jet shoot up, a a low slightly more feminine groan behind him. "Who told you!" Zuko hissed through the phone, "kinda hard not to find out when she is riding him like an ostrich horse in her dorm room." "Oh man buddy..." Jet began as he heard fabric rustle. Zuko felt his eyebrow twitch, "did I interrupt something?"
"Naw that's been done for a while, just an old friend came into town and looked me up. But Zuko, seriously, you seem so calm..." Zuko sighed and scratched his chest lightly, "you can thank Katara for that... by the way feel like making a road trip to Omashu?" Jet chuckled and opened a beer from his fridge. "Depends business or pleasure?" Zuko chuckled, "Katara got a call tonight from some chick who has been sleeping with him." Jet choked on his beer and coughed. "No way! What a cheese dick! When and where man, we'll lay the hurt on him!" Zuko chuckled, "yea the second she saws she is single. He's been calling her cell most of the night I imagine, cept I turned it off. She didn't wanna deal." Jet arched an eyebrow at the phone.
"So... you two uh... spent the night together..." Zuko growled, "not like that." "Alright man, whatever you say," Jet replied, though his tone stated he didn't believe him. Zuko rubbed his eyebrows, "Jet if I slept with Katara why the hell would I call you!" Zuko heard Jet snicker, "cause your secretly gay for me." "Fuck you Jet!" Zuko half growled half chuckled. "Come over here darling, I can make room." Jet teased. The two combated for another ten minutes before he hung up. Zuko sighed again before he stood and stripped out of his shirt and pants. He was as naked as the day he was born and a small squeak from the bathroom told him he wasn't alone. 'stupid rocker tradition!' Zuko quickly pulled a towel around his waist, "Tara?"
She walked in wearing a silky black robe, he face as red as a tomato. "Sorry! I didn't know you went commando." Zuko chuckled, "only on gig nights." Katara nodded as she stared at his feet. "What did you need?" Zuko asked. Katara's face went even brighter and she whispered, "I don't wanna be alone right now." Zuko nodded and flushed a little himself. "Well if you turn around I can at least put some pants on..." Katara nodded and turned her back. Zuko opened the top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of black sleep pants. Quickly changing into them and throwing the towel into the hamper, Zuko told her to turn around. Katara turned and smiled, "thanks Zuko, really. You really don't have to..." "It's alright Tara really. It's not like we're gonna do anything..." Then he added with a smile, "right?" She play shoved him and laid down on his bed, "you wish you perv!" Zuko laid next to her with only a smile. "Goodnight Tara." "Goodnight Zuko."