A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, I was grounded from the computer and our school's computer blocked fanfiction due to sexual content. I'll try to be faster on the next chapter but I'm subject to another grounding very very soon. I'm still technically grounded but I have a school project so I can get this up quickly
Disclaimer: don't own Avatar the last Airbender, and am not making any money off of this story
Loud knocking pulled both Katara and Zuko simultaneously from their slumber.
"Ignore them," Zuko whispered, "They'll go away."
The knocking came again. "Zuko, let me in, it's Azula. Since when so you keep your door locked?"
"Shit," Katara hissed and grabbed a robe from beside the bed and darted across the room towards the closet, pulling it on.
"Wait." Zuko called, "that's mine…" his voice faded in hopeless defeat. Katara pulled the closet door shut, leaving only a crack open.
"ZUKO, LET ME IN." Azula screamed.
"Go away," Zuko yelled back.
"I have something I need to discuss with you, right now."
"Can't it wait until later, Azula? I'm not in the mood."
"Zuko, open this door right now or I am going to destroy it with lightening. I'm not in a patient mood right now."
Zuko fumbled around beside him and picked up a towel, which he wrapped around his waist. He stumbled almost drunkenly over to the door, which he unlocked and pulled open.
Azula marched in and he shut the door behind her.
"Go ahead, talk." Snapped Zuko
But Azula looked him up and down critically. "Why aren't you dressed?"
Zuko didn't hesitate before answering, "I was about to take a bath when you rudely interrupted me."
But Azula didn't appear to be listening; she was skimming the room, taking in the bed, the clothes on the floor, and then back to Zuko.
"Is there a woman here?" She hissed.
"What's it to you if there is or isn't?"
"You are not supposed to have women here."
"Azula this is my fortress, I do as I wish here. You come uninvited and try to take over, I am not going to succumb to your will on everything."
Azula pursed her lips; "Nevertheless, it's not a good idea to make to many connections here unless you plan on bringing her back to the fire nation with you. And we both know you don't."
"I would hardly call it connections, more or less… flings."
"Well, I'm sure that makes it all better," Azula snapped.
"Once again I ask, why do you care?"
"Because you're already incompetent, brother and you don't need anymore distraction."
"I was competent enough o capture the avatar, which need I remind you, you were not."
Smoke started fuming from Azula's nostrils. "You were lucky,"
"Indeed I was, but that would make you unlucky... and slightly incompetent."
Azula balled her fists, "I didn't come here to argue with you about your love life- excuse me, fling life." To that Zuko smirked. "I need to some other assurance about the avatar's security."
Zuko groaned, "good god Azula, what more do you want to know?"
"If I might perhaps, have a talk with him?"
Zuko expression of board inattentiveness change immediately to one of interested curiosity. "Why?"
"To rub it in his face that he is done for, and just, because I'm bored."
"Whatever, go, tell the guards to let you in."
"You know perfectly well they only listen to you, Zuzu. So I need you to order those buffoons to let me in.
"Sure, whatever."
"Come on then," Azula grabbed his arm and began steering him towards the door.
"Wait," said Zuko, "I'm not dressed,"
Azula sighed exasperatedly and tossed him another robe, "just pull it on, no one will question you, you're the master of this fortress."
Zuko sighed, pulled the robe over his head and then dropped the towel.
"Let's go," he held the door open and Azula stepped out, Zuko followed him, shutting it firmly behind him.
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After waiting a minute to make sure he wasn't going to come back, Katara came out of the closet and slipped on her blue dress again. She checked to make sure the key was still in her pocket before loading up all of her, well Shao Mei's stuff.
She skimmed the room quickly, making sure she had gotten everything before slipping quickly out of the door. If only she had realized, the small blue chocker with the water tribe bead on it poking out from under a corner of the rug.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN, for those who review, a special sneak preview of the next chapter (thanks for the idea turtlebaby43) next chapter will be partially in Zuko's POV, you'll find out why.
