*To quote the greatest robot ever, "I'm back baby!" Same as the old disclaimer! I won nothing! No profiting here! Some OC-ness! Aang will eventually make another appearance, though I am not sure how I want that part to go! I am adding another curb to my plot twist soup thingy! Reviews and helpful suggestions are greatly appreciated. I can't help to stress the word HELPFUL! any flames will be ignored. thanks!*
Katara lounged on the beige couch, waiting for her phone to ring. The night after she and Zuko had made love, Zuko had surprised her with a text message. It was sexy and provocative. For almost two weeks they'd been playing their little game. Urgent knocking on the front door caught Katara's attention. Quickly she stood to answer it, behind the door was a very winded and frazzled looking Azula. "Is Zuko here?" she asked almost frantically. Katara had seen Azula only a few times since that night at the club, she was usually very organized and controlled. But today she seemed disordered almost panicked. "No Azula, Zuko left last week. Is everything alright?" Katara stammered out her eyes wide with shock. She took a step back, "come on in. I can get you some coffee? Tea?"
Azula looked torn for a moment but entered the apartment, declining the refreshment offer. She sat on the couch with Katara and did not speak for several minutes. Katara could tell Azula wanted to tell her something. She kept clutching her purse to her body. Finally after what seemed an eternity Azula reached into her bag and pulled out a pharmacy bag. "I didn't want to be alone, Mai isn't talking to me and Ty Lee can't keep a secret to save her life. I knew Zuko would help me no matter what..." Katara noted through the semi transparent bag she could make out 'Home pregnancy test.' Katara nodded but said nothing and Azula smiled slightly.
Azula sat on the toilet with her elbows on her knees and her head between them. "Is it soup yet?" Katara chuckled slightly as she leaned against the vanity sink counter. "You just did it, it takes a minute... this would be kid...it's Jet's isn't it?" Azula's face shot up, burning bright red. Katara smiled soothingly, "I found a picture of you two in his drawer." Azula looked away from her, "I suppose you think I should tell him." Katara tilted her head slightly, "you weren't going too?" Azula shook her head and resumed hanging her head between her knees. "Funny thing about me and Jet... it started off as a reliever. But as time went on... I actually came to care. Me! Aside from Zuko, and my ,a-father.." Azula faltered slightly. Katara could tell she was about to say mother.
"I never really had someone to care for. But me and Jet live two entirely different lives, he's a nomadic tattoo artist/bass player. And me, I work a steady job at my fathers advertising company. It would never work between us." Katara chuckled and Azula shot up again, confused. "Azula, things like that shouldn't matter. He loves you, he all but told me. I'm sure if you two talked it out, you'd be able to work something out." Azula hung her head again, "I suppose. The only issue I think would be my father..." Azula noted how tense Katara had become at the mention of hers and Zuko's father, 'so he told her. He truly cares about her...' Katara chewed her thumbnail before she answered, "I don't know your father really, but... its been my experience that children need to carve their own paths, not take the path laid by their parents."
Azula and Katara sat in an agreeable silence when the timer went off. Azula glanced at Katara and back to the counter space by her hip. Katara saw the raw fear, and panic in her eyes. So Katara picked up the test and held it up to the box to see the results. Little pink plus. Katara sighed and handed Azula the box and test. Azula stared at the box for a moment. She then flung both items across the room cursing loudly. "How could I be so stupid! I've ruined both our lives!" She sobbed uncontrollably. All Katara could think to do was to wrap her arms around her boyfriends emotional sister. They sat on the bathroom floor for about an hour, Azula sobbed about being a failure, a life ruiner, and other such things. Katara simply cooed soothing words, and she played with her hair as she let Azula let it out.
Katara left Azula to shower and have a bit of alone time. She decided to order some take out from the place down the street. While waiting for the delivery boy Katara's phone went off. It was Zuko's ring. "Hey honey!" she answered anxiously. "Whats the matter?" Zuko asked. "Nothing, nothing. Just happy to hear from you!" Katara countered. "Tara I know when your lying, not as well as Toph mind you, but if I have to send her over there I will." Katara sighed and glanced over to the shower, "its just, about Azula is all." "Whats the matter? Is she OK? Is she hurt?" Zuko rambled. "No, no love, she... just needs her big brother right now I think. If you would call her in about a half an hour I think it would help." Zuko nodded his head, "alright. I will. I had some time before my next match, I just wanted to say I miss you."
"Miss you too baby," Katara cooed into her phone as she answered the door and paid for the take out. "When will you be home?" Zuko sighed as he rotated his shoulder's, "another week, some R&R then off for another 2 weeks of exhibitions." Katara nodded, "just be careful please!" Zuko concurred and they hung up. Katara sighed and set up diner plates, while Zuko was away she would take care of things for him.
*Thanks again to all those who are following my story. I really appreciate the support, and a special thanks to hootowl, though Irrels comic wasn't the one i was talking about. It is another inspiration! Another shout out to Irrel on , his comic is another inspiration to my pros!*