The Kiss
Zuko is still contemplating, and looks extraordinarily hot as he's doing it. His golden eyes are extremely gorgeous as he stands there pondering… pondering….
Mai suddenly enters through the iron door from her room leading out to the ship's deck. She spots Zuko and makes her way towards him, standing beside him and running her hands along the railing of the ship. Zuko ignores her presence.
She sighs. "I am sooooooo depressed," she croons. "If only someone would hug or French kiss me, and then I would feel soooooooo much better."
Zuko is still unresponsive, his handsome face gazing out into nothing. Mai waits a few seconds, and then-
"Oh Zuko, I thought you'd never ask!" To Zuko's utmost shock, she jumps on him and starts making out with him. He contemplates on what to do for a while.
Then he pushes her away. "I can't do this," he says lightly, before turning his back on her and walking down below deck. "I need to contemplate this." His eyes twitch in contemplation.
The shadows drifted across Mai's eyes and slowly made its way to half her face. Her gold eyes gleamed suddenly. And then she smiled.