A/N: For those of you who don't know about the specific type of car I've thrown at Zuko, the trunk is in the front of the car and the motor is in the back. However, I know writing about it like that often throws people off, so I opted to just try and leave talking about its location out, but I thought I should inform those of you who might like to know.

Mai full out laughed at him, saying, "Let me get this straight, you thanked him after you felt him up? Ha!"

"I don't know. I was just hoping that he might be innocent enough to think I was looking at his tattoos. I was after all only looking at them. I just... happened to grope a little on the way."

Zuko put the phone down to the save himself from Mai's next round of laughter. He pulled the red button down shirt on, his fingers mindlessly buttoned it. He picked up the phone and held it between his ear and shoulder as he tucked his shirt into his black slacks.

"Listen Mai, I'm serious. I'm not sure I'm cut out for this particular job."

"I'm sure you're just over reacting," Mai said, tone growing to match Zuko's.

"It's not over reacting when I'm supposed to be his bodyguard and I'm having trouble keeping my hands off him. I've already had two brain numbing experiences from him. I'm not sure his ethics will survive a third."

"He's a monk, for goodness sake. They are celibate people. He's innocent."

"That's the problem!"

"I fail to see how this is a problem," Mai said in a flat tone.

"You're not the one guarding him. The level of innocence that comes off of him just screams 'Defile me'. It's pretty hard to say 'no' to," Zuko explained as he zipped up the duffel bag.

He stuffed it back into place and closed up his car. Mai gave him the speech over keeping work and pleasure separate and reminded him of problems if that didn't happen. It was a lecture he knew by heart, considering he was the one who had written it. He listened intently none the less for the reminder. Her talk carried him back to the elevator. He climbed inside and pressed the button.

"I'm just saying Mai, if I screw this up, I gave you warning ahead of time," Zuko said.

"We'll that is the glory of being a self made man, you have no one to explain it to, but yourself," Mai pointed out.

"No, I'm pretty sure I'm going to blame you later," Zuko said as he climbed out and walked to the door.

"I think I can handle being blamed for defiling a monk. Heck bring him over, I'm willing to give it a try."

Zuko's retort was caught in his throat as he opened the door to Aang's room and caught a sight of the monk. He was pretty sure that a lot more then his retort was stuck there. To save himself from embarrassment, Zuko pointed to the phone and then over his shoulder to out in the hall as Aang's silver eyes watched him. He slowly closed the door and very quickly walked back to the elevator.

"Zuko," Mai questioned in his ear.

"I'll have to call you back," Zuko said, unable to deny that his voice came out too deep and a little broken.

"Are you serious, Zuko? Don't get off the phone with me! What happened?"

"Aang's dressed and ready to go out," Zuko said trying to get the image from his head.

"And?"

"And I think he wants to go clubbing," He tried to explain.

"Oh... What's he wearing?"

"Clothes too tight to be legal."

"Stop being stingy, tell me."

Zuko rolled his eyes, but said, "Drop crotch white pants with cargo pockets on the side. A white mesh shirt with long sleeves. But the mesh has designer holes on the top of the arms going all the way down the sleeves. They look like perfect spots to show off those tattoos I told you about. I didn't see his shoes, but I did see his white leather collar and matching bracelets. Are monks even allowed to wear this kind of stuff?"

"That sounds sexy. You should bring him here, I really will solve your monk problem. Besides, you're forgetting the most important part, he came here to go party and do wild things. He is here to test the waters. Considering he only paid for one night, I'm pretty sure he is planning to go as crazy as possible before going back to his Order. It sounds like he doesn't plan to hold back. Still, I think I see what you mean now. This monk might be a bit more then you can handle, but you and I both know, you're the only one that can handle the job at this time. If you back out, you know what that means. Client cancellation."

"No. I wont do that. I'll just do what I can. I'll figure this out some how."

This case wasn't like anything he had taken before. Zuko wasn't the type of person to back out of a job. The only time he called with issues about one was when he was guarding Jet and was ready to shoot him. There was never a reason for him to fear the risks involved. Risk was a part of the job, but he couldn't shake the feeling that tonight, the stakes were far higher then just his neck. Something more was in the works here and he was gambling with only seeing half the cards. Tonight, he was going to bet it all, whatever that might mean.

"You know what that means, right?"

"It means in the morning I have no one to blame, but myself," Zuko said confirming his thoughts.

"Right. Now, get in there. And send me a picture if you can."

Zuko didn't bother saying bye. He simply hung up the phone. Each of his steps were muffled by the hall carpet as he walked back from the elevator to the door. He paused a moment before using the key to open the door. Slipping inside, his eyes landed on the monk and this time he was prepared for the sight that met his eyes. It didn't make it any easier though to try and keep his hands or eyes to himself. He kept his phone in his hand and showed it to Aang.

"I was talking to the girl who runs the office. I wanted to check in with her. Let her know I picked you up okay. She has requested I get a picture of you. Do you mind?"

"I don't mind," Aang said timidly pulling at his sleeve.

"You look great, I don't think you have anything to worry about," Zuko told him trying to lighten Aang's worries.

"Really?" Aang asked hopefully.

Zuko nodded, not trusting himself to express just how wonderful Aang really looked. He was fairly certain the monk wouldn't respond well to be told he looked edible. Once he got his phone ready to take the picture he told Aang to wave. Zuko couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips at the goofy grinning expression Aang made as he waved. Zuko snapped the picture and sent it to Mai. It was hardly a moment before he got a response back.

OMG, he is gorgeous! I'll cry with you tomorrow!

FN: Yeah, I shall apologize, Mai is probably a bit more out of character then I planned. However, I always seen her as willing to joke around with or at Zuko.