Word Count: 201
Rating: PG-13 (for innuendo)
Author's Notes: FYI: the 'ends' referred to here are mainly Zuko's arse. Part 3 of 4.
"So how'd you get beat up that bad, anyway?" Katara asked casually, her hands moving gently over his skin. She knew he knew she was healing him, but she supposed that didn't make it any less awkward for him to be half-naked with her hands roaming all over him. "Get in a fight with a really nasty squirrel or something?"
He blushed a little, but averted his eyes and growled, "None of your business, peasant."
She knew she was supposed to be offended, but really, he just looked so awkward and uncomfortable that she couldn't help but laugh. "If you say so, tough guy. Now lie on your stomach, I want to check out your back."
"More like, 'I wanna check out your backside,' isn't it, Katara?" Toph whispered in her ear. Katara only jumped about two feet in the air.
"Toph!" She cried, breathing heavily. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" At that moment Katara was really, really glad that Toph couldn't see the blush on her face.
Toph just laughed and meandered away. "Oh, by the way," she called without looking back, "I can feel you blushing by the way your heartbeat increases."
Katara groaned. Of course.
END.