A/N: Yay a longer chap then normal, I hope this was worth the wait.
Katara waited anxiously all day, shifting from asleep to awake to asleep again. How long had it been since Shay and Leela left to free her friends? Hours probably. There was no clock in Zuko's room or any way to tell what time it was.
From the way it was getting darker the best Katara could guess was that it was nearing nightfall, but did that mean anything? Zuko usually came to bed around this time but maybe he would probably be delayed if some certain prisoners had escaped…
Just as this thought crossed her mind the door flew open. Katara rolled over, expecting to see Zuko, but instead she saw the princess. Her hair was a mess; her uniform was on lopsided but her eyes were livid, almost flaming.
"What the hell did you do?" Azula hissed.
"I have no idea what you're talking about?" Katara said meekly.
"Like hell you don't, you little water bitch,"
"I've been in this room ever since I was captured. I haven't even been allowed out to pee, so why should I know what you're talking about?"
She shrieked as Azula grabbed her by her ear and dragged her off of her bed.
"Then I guess it's just a coincidence that your brother and your blind earth bending friend have just escaped? I only have my suspicions because it was you of course who freed those slaves." Azula yanked on Katara's braid, Katara felt her neck crick.
"I know you had some to do with this, you manipulator. You…seductress." She hissed. "And you might as well confess right now or you'll feel the wrath of all of the fire nation's torture devices."
"I really don't know what you're talking about." Katara cried. "I haven't seen anyone except the Prince and a few guards and you ever since I was imprisoned here."
"You're a liar as much as you are a traitor. I can barely stand the sight of you. Do you know what would happen to the likes of you in most cases? You'd be hacked to bits by an axe, keeping you alive as long as they could as to torture you. But my softheaded brother took a liking to you so you became his personal sex toy. In the fire nation this would be considered an honor, girls would kill for chances to lay with the esteemed fire nation prince, exile or not."
"So? Give them that honor. I do not enjoy it. It's the worst way to lose one's honor in the water tribes to be spoiled before marriage."
"And I understand you gave it up quite easily, for it being such a delicate 'honor'."
Katara gaped at her. "How do you know about that?"
Azula smirked, "there are some people in this fortress with a very lose tongue. Either way, it doesn't matter how I found out, how did those prisoners escape?"
"I don't know." Angry tears at being exposed like that flooded from Katara's eyes. Who would be that crude to tell stories like that, even if they were true? Zuko? It seemed the only option.
Azula grabbed Katara's hair again and threw her on the floor. "You're going to talk, or I'm gonna make you." Her hand began to flame up behind Katara's head.
Katara was fiercely turned back around. She could feel the heat intensify behind her head. "I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't know anything. I don't-"
The heat was suddenly gone, so was the hold on her braid. Katara turned around to see Zuko pinning Azula up against the wall.
"How dare you threaten my servants without my permission?" He hissed.
"Whether you think so or not, this is my fortress and I'm in charge of everyone on here, including you."
"She knows something about the escaped prisoners." Azula spat.
"Then I will deal with her. And she has been chained up here for the last two and a half weeks and has not been allowed out for anything. What makes you think she could help or even plot to help prisoners escape?"
Azula glared at Katara from behind Zuko's grip. Katara tried her best to look innocent and afraid.
"Now get out Azula. If I say she has nothing to do with it, then she doesn't. Understand?"
Azula glared fiercely at both of them, but she left without another word.
Zuko said nothing but turned away and began removing his armor. Katara made her way over to the bed, expecting him to finish undressing and then demand sex, but after his armor was off, he simply crossed over to the desk and began busying himself with some papers.
"Thank you." She said softly.
"What?" he turned around to her, setting down his papers.
"I said thank you, for saving me from Azula."
"Oh," he shrugged. "Don't mention it."
He turned back to his paper work and Katara lay there intensely confused.
"Well?" She finally asked.
Zuko set down the papers and turned around. "Katara, I am very busy right now. I am way behind on work and you are distracting me. Please be quiet."
Katara sat down confused. "If I may be so bold, what crawled up your ass and died?"
Zuko turned around glaring. "Why do say that?"
"You're all irritable and… tense."
Zuko smirked a little bit, "well, do you have special plans to loosen me up? Because if you don't I would appreciate some peace and quiet."
He turned back around in his chair and busied himself with his paper work again just as there was a hammering at the door.
"Will you answer that for me Katara?" Zuko mused, not looking up.
Katara pulled her blanket more tightly around herself and opened the door. A young guard was standing there; he looked immensely nervous and was sweating profusely.
"Is Prince Zuko there?" the guard asked.
"He is but he is also currently occupied. May I take a message?"
"I must speak with the prince immediately,"
"What ever it is, it surely can wait. The prince gave me strict orders not to disturb him."
"You don't understand," the guard looked up and down the hallway nervously before dropping his voice. "Lady Azula doesn't want the word to get around, but the avatar has escaped. He must be informed at once."
Katara chocked back a squealed of excitement. "Well, I can see that that is a very pressing matter but unfortunately it will have to wait. Check back at a more convenient time." And she slammed the door in his face.
Katara tried her best not to look too happy as she bounded back into the room.
"Who was that?" Zuko asked.
"Oh, just some guard with some frivolous fact about a missing prisoner. Probably the same ones who escaped this afternoon, I told him to come back later."
Zuko stared at her. "I have time to talk to him."
"Yes but…" Katara's brain began working a hyper speed, trying to think quickly. "I want you here."
Zuko's eyes widened in amazement. "What?"
"You heard me," she sidled over to him. "I still need to thank you for saving me from Azula, and what better way then to loosen up those stiff muscles of yours?"
"Well, I should probably…" His words stopped as soon as Katara dropped her blanket and began kissing him while she worked his way out of his clothes.
"Then again… I guess… that it can… wait." He said between ragged gasps as she began working her way down.
"Prince Zuko." The guard's voice came from outside the door. "Prince Zuko, I need to tell you something."
Zuko began walking them, a tangled mass of body parts towards the bed. As soon as they reached it, she fell on her back and he climbed on top of her.
"Prince Zuko, the avatar, there are some complications."
"GO AWAY!" Zuko yelled, followed by a female's orgasmic scream.
A/N: not a true lemon I know, but one will be coming soon. In any case, review.
