A/N: Okay, not much sexual language, I admit. Yet. I won't get too graphic (promise), but there may be some definite references and stuff. Just throwing that out there. ^^ I'm having some fun with this story. Hope you enjoy :]

Toph was walking for a good while before she realized that she had no idea where she was going. She hadn't taken any money with her; how could she have been so stupid and rash?! Her decision to leave was already seeming like a bad idea. What was she setting out to do? Go with Aang around the world, saving villages and travelers like the old days? She, a married woman? Married to a high ranking government official, no less. But...could she leave Oro? She was tired of pretending that she was happy; she was tired of silently screaming, watching her life pass by her. But was there a legal way to it? No. Not that she could think of. If she could somehow prove that Oro beat her, then that little by-law could make her life, but Oro? Beat her? Laughable. Nobody would buy that the likes of Oro could lay a hand on her, even if they wanted to.

But she wanted out. How was there even a way to do that? There were only three ways to escape a marriage; beating, cheating or death. Suddenly, a miraculous plan filled Toph's head. And if all went awry, she could just ask Katara's help...she knew Katara had morals and all that, but maybe she would make an exception for a friend in dire need? And if now, Toph was sure than any other Waterbender could sure do the trick. She smiled evilly. She quickened her pace, but to where, she still didn't know.

She didn't have any money on her, so her only solution was to find Aang. But where would the Avatar be staying in Ba Sing Se? Finding one man in this city was like finding a monkeyfeather in a haystack - you just couldn't, not without serious help, anyway. But maybe if she hedged her bets a little bit...she got an idea, and turned to go in the opposite direction. How silly - the most important man in the world wouldn't be staying at some hotel. He'd be staying in the royal palace! Duh! Good thing she was such good friends with the King. She rushed toward the palace.

It was dark when she got there, even though the sun had just barely set when she had first embarked. She walked straight up to the front gate, remembering the time with fondness when she, Aang and the others had completely trespassed and took out the entire guard trying to see just the man she was walking toward now with nimble certainty.

But of course, an agent stopped her, holding his arm out like a bar. Like she couldn't take him, Dai Li or not. In fact, she had probably trained him.

"What business do you have here?"

"I'm seeing an old friend" she replied, lifting her head so that the agent would recognize her. He removed his hand at once. Ah yes, she remembered his feathery voice - he had been a student of hers. She smiled sweetly up at him.

"My apologies, Madam Goda"

"I go by Bei Fong now, actually" she muttered breezily, sweeping past the guard. She felt his shock at her statement and smiled.

She made her way one door at a time until she came to the throne room, now quite empty. She swept around the throne, and swung the wall aside to reveal a hidden door, and headed down the passage way behind it. The guards let her pass in peace; this had been done many times before, though the visits stopped after Toph married. She came upon a wrought-steel door. She smirked, kissed her finger-tips, and proceeded to knock it down. She'd fix it when she left.

The agents were all standing at the ready, the king solidly protected when Toph slid in easily through the door. She laughed at their shock; especially the King's. They dispersed at once with one wave from their master. The King swept toward Toph, took her hand and kissed it.

"Ah, Madam Goda, it's been too long" he sighed as he hugged her.

"Call me Toph, already, jeez"

"Sorry, Madam, but it would be in poor taste for a man to call a married woman by her first name. Rather presumptuous, wouldn't you say?" he teased.

"Well, if you must call me something other than my first name, call me Madam Bei Fong. I do believe I'm done with Oro Goda"

The King was looking at her, she could tell. What she couldn't make out was the frantic beating of his heart.

"He...he beat you? Cheated on you? He didn't...die, did he? Surely I would have heard - "

"Well, he didn't die, unfortunately. I just...have a feeling that not all was right in our household"

"Not all was right?"

"No. It wasn't. I had the distinct air that he was...cheating on me" she explained, her back turned to the King. She relished a tiny bit in the last part of her sentence, but the King didn't notice. That strange fast heart rate came back, though.

"And...you came to me?"

"Well, yes. I have a question" she replied, turning back to face him.

"Ask away, sweetest Toph! I cannot help but admit that I have longed for this day to happen! But alas I didn't think it would! Oro, cheat? About as unlikely as him beating you! You're much too beautiful to even compare to other women! And death? Old Oro? Ha! But cheating! How I glory in his piteous behavior! Why would he need another, when he has one so fair as you?"

"Say what now?" Toph asked, shocked as hell.

"If it is my love you ask for, dearest woman to me, you already have it"

"I wasn't going to ask for your love" she stated, perhaps too bluntly; she was too surprised to be soft and gentle. The King wilted.

"...Oh...then, pray tell, what were you going to ask?"

"Do you know where the Avatar is staying?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't wonder why she was asking. After all she and Aang were 'old friends'...

"Aang? Ah! But of course! He is the only step above me in the world. More powerful, younger, handsomer...of course" the King said with surprising bitterness.

"Not to mention that I've loved him since I was twelve" Toph corrected coldly; she didn't care if Aang was powerful. Or handsome. She couldn't see any of that anyway. Sometimes, she had even wished that he wasn't those things. They only tore them apart.

"Loved...him?"

"I still do. Now, I've left my scum-bag husband, and I want to confide in an old friend. An old lover. Face it, your Kingliness, the scandals our relationship would cause would be...well, scandalous. And it's not like you're not really great...but...you're even older than my husband" she said in a more comforting voice, trying to get him to understand, but more so trying to get him to tell her where Aang was.

"No, no...I see. I know all that. I just couldn't deny that I had hoped...well, you know" he said in a somewhat high voice.

"So will you tell me where Aang is?"

"Only if you'll promise me that he is what you really want"

"You know he is" Toph whispered.

And then the Earth King proceeded to give her directions to his room.

Toph was excited. She was going to see Aang! They were going to hatch a conspiracy to get her free, and she knew just how to do it...she licked her lips at just the thought of it. She burst into Aang's room, full of energy.

But he wasn't home. Her shoulders sagged, disappointed. She'd been looking forward to a night of firsts, after all. First kiss that would lead somewhere, first plan hatched by just the two of them together...first time in bed...she sighed. She would just have to wait for him. She sat on the bed, and time dragged on and on and on. She wondered if the Earth King had given her wrong directions. Or if she'd taken a wrong turn somewhere. Just when she was about to get up from the bed and look in the hallway, she heard a noise on the other side of the door. She recognized Aang's laugh, but there was something heavy about it; nervous-sounding. Then she heard the other voices.

"Come on, Aang...let us back in your place. We'll show you a great time" came a bubbly voice with a giggle. Toph's mouth dropped open.

"No, no ladies....'m fine"

The doorknob rattled.

"No, really Aang...we got'choo now!"

"Yeah, Aang, just one night! We swear we-won't-tell" another drunken voice of a woman complied. There was a thump against the door. She couldn't take it anymore, she slammed her feet down to the floor. Two woman - with nice bodies, she might add - were pushing a man - Aang - against the door. His stance was uncomfortable, trying to push them away but with no success. One girl tried to reach up for a kiss. Toph suddenly had it. She jumped off the bed, practically soared to the door, and wretched it open, pulling Aang in by his robes, and slamming the door on the drunk sluts. She frog-marched him to the bed, and threw him down on it. She stood over him, fuming.

Aang?Drunk?! This was a new development.

"Explain yourself, Aang"

"Toph? Is'at you?"

"Of course it's me, Twinkletoes!"

"You look pretty, Toph"

"And you look drunk"

"Had a drink"

"A drink?"

"Mabbeh three. Or seven. It's hard 't count"

"Well, it would be with seven drinks in you. Come on, let's get you down and in bed" Toph sighed. She guessed that the firsts would have to happen tomorrow. But hey, she didn't care when any of that happened, just that it did. She leaned down to help him take off his shirt - which had puke on it, URHG, when he kissed her sloppily on the mouth. His hand fumbled through her hair, trying to caress and failing. She pulled herself away, grossed out.

"Man alive, Aang! Stop that, and let me get you out of these filthy clothes"

"Okay - I like that idea"

"It won't be what you think" Toph said maliciously, smirking.

"Why?"

"Because I'm blind"

And then she started to tug off Aang's clothing. He cried out more than once because of her roughness, or her trying to pull a tightly buttoned robe over his giant ears, or pulling an arm backwards on accident. Admittedly, this was not how she wanted Aang naked before her for the first time to be, but it wasn't really her choice. She was just going to change his shirt and pants, but she had her back turned when Aang, in all his drunken glory, took off everything else, either forgetting that she couldn't see or thinking he was helping out. She turned, felt him drop his underwear, and quickly turned back. She didn't know why; she couldn't see his junk anyway. She rolled her eyes. Note to self, Aang and alcohol don't mix.

She eventually got Aang in some nice pajamas (at least, she hoped they were pajamas, and she hoped he was in them) and put him in bed. She changed into something in the bathroom, and then joined Aang under the covers. Even drunk, he turned to her just so, and flipped his arm so that it was wrapped around her shoulders, holding her to him. She smiled. He reached down and kissed her softly. She could tell that this was Aang and not the alcohol.

"Sorry that there's alcohol"

"Well, the entire invention of alcohol isn't your fault, so I guess I forgive you" she joked. He laughed, and his nose nuzzled her ear.

Ah, yes. She could stay like this forever.