Drabble Soup For The Zutarian Soul
Dirty Little Secret
"Back." A mutter interrupted her thoughts as the door swung open.
"Oh, hi," said a flustered Katara as she held her hands behind her back. "Uh. How was class?"
"Let's just say I really wish I had the day off like you," Zuko grumbled, throwing himself on his bed.
"That's boarding school for you," consoled the girl.
"Hey, what's that?" He pointed at her partly-concealed possession.
"Oh, this?" Katara pulled out a small book to show him and laughed nervously. "Nothing, just some homework."
"Wait," said Zuko, climbing off his bunk. "I've never seen that one before."
"That's because you haven't looked."
"Lemme see that." He reached out, but she yanked it out of sight.
"No."
"Katara, are you hiding something?"
"No!"
"Lemme see it then!" In one quick motion he snatched it from her and opened it to the first page, beginning to read. "Dear Diary-"
"Nooo! Don't you DARE!" There was a blur of blue and red as she tackled her roommate. "Ugh!" Katara grunted. "Give…it…back!"
"Never!" laughed Zuko, holding it out of her reach. They tumbled over the floor, each one scrambling to grab the book. Zuko, as the older and stronger of the two, had an obvious advantage – until Katara decided to even things out.
"OW!" yelled Zuko as the girl pulled on his shoulder-length ponytail. "Hell, woman, ease up!"
"Not…until…you…!"
"Just let me see it!"
"No! That's private!"
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Katara?" A familiar voice called.
Leaping up, the girl sprinted to the door and flung it open breathlessly. "Yes?"
It was Suki. "Are you alright? I heard noises and-" her gaze slid to Zuko, who was getting up from the floor, looking very ruffled. A sly smile grew on the older girl's face. "Oh, sorry, I didn't know I was interrupting anything."
Katara swiveled to look at Zuko, then back At Suki, eyes wide. "Oh, no, I-"
"Don't worry," called Suki as she practically skipped down the hall. "I won't tell Sokka."