A/N: After I got so many positive reviews, I figured that you all deserved another chapter! You all are so incredible! I'm going to try this... sexy thing... to say that I am nervous is an understatement. It will happen soon but not in this crazy chapter! I hope you all enjoy this chapter. Sorry that last story is deviating from funny but I'm really not too good at funny but I'm trying! This chapter will be rather long as well, because I'm trying so hard to match the lyrics with events in the story. It's going to be really dramatic and reveal some of Zuko and Katara's trouble in their relationship from the past. If y'all laugh even once, I will be incredibly surprised. Love y'all!
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I Hate Being Married To You
Chapter 6
"You said I must eat so many lemons, 'cause I am so bitter
I said, 'I'd rather be with your friends mate, 'cause they are much fitter'
Yes it was childish and you got aggressive and I must admit that I was a bit scared
But it gives me thrills to wind you up"
By now the kitten had disappeared, sensing the tension.
Zuko pulled away from his wife so violently, it was if she had just pierced him with a knife in his chest.
Then he was gone, charging up the stairs.
"Zuko!" Katara called after him but he ignored her.
Katara huffed in annoyance and started the long trek up the stairs to quickly defuse this situation with her husband so she wouldn't be forced to sleep on the couch (again) but just then Zuko came barreling down the stairs, hazardously throwing his arms through the sleeves of his coat.
"Zuko, where are you going?" Katara asked, a sigh escaping her lips.
"To beat the shit out of Trevor, what do you think?" He said quickly and Katara's eyes widened in alarm and she scrambled to remember the monologue that she had been thinking of earlier.
"Uuuuummm..." Katara droned on and Zuko turned quickly to her.
"You better say something quick, Katara." Zuko instructed and Katara felt like she couldn't focus.
Zuko snorted angrily at her, throwing her a look of disgust before once again heading for the door.
"IT"S FATE!" Katara blurted out and Zuko turned to her, his forehead creased in either anger or confusion, Katara couldn't really tell which.
"I-I-I mean Trevor and I are on the same team for the Olympics and he just has this eight pack and I-" Katara continued but Zuko's glare stopped her in her tracks.
Without a word he walked forward and placed his large hand on the doorknob of the front door.
"I didn't sleep with him, Zuko!" Katara called out after him but Zuko just turned the knob on the door and looked over at his shoulder at her.
"But you wanted to, and you would have." Zuko fired back and suddenly Katara felt so tired. So tired of the games and the dysfunction. All she wanted was to be happy. She was not going to protect Zuko's feelings anymore.
"On my way home I realized how bad I felt about flirting with him and I realized that I was married and I should act like I was... But Zuko... after your father died, you became cruel and just mean and you turned to drugs. I had to remind you how you were in high school. I had to have an intervention...but I never brought up Ty Lee." Katara said, her voice quiet.
At the mention of that name, color drained from Zuko's face and he slowly shut the door.
Katara's eyes filled with un-shed tears and he sighed as she looked down at the floor, refusing to meet his eyes.
"We dated in high school, after Aang and I broke up, and we never stopped. When you took over the company, we were engaged. I thought life was going to get even better... but it did the opposite. I remember the first time I saw your phone vibrate with a text from her. You had left for some "meeting" but you had forgotten it. I didn't want to snoop but I did... I know, Zuko. I know you were furious at your father for dying, and even in his will he stated that you were worthless and the only reason that you were getting the company was because you were a man." Katara said and Zuko could do nothing but stare at her and listen.
"But I know about Ty Lee. I know that she encouraged you to keep doing drugs. I know that-" Katara stopped to draw in a shaky breath and she looked up and looked Zuko dead in the eyes. "you were fucking her. And you can blame drugs, the alcohol, or the fact that you're father put so much weight and responsibility on you when you were so young but you were still cheating on me...and now with this Mai thing... I don't think I can trust you." Katara whispered.
With those words said, she abruptly turned on her heel and started walking up the stairs.
Zuko thought about stopping her, but at that point, all he wanted was a strong drink.
…...
The next morning, Katara descended the stairs, her kitten happily following her and gently headbutting Katara's strong calves whenever Katara slowed down.
Katara was jealous of that kitten, so happy and blissfully aware of the events of the night before.
Zuko had not come upstairs so Katara assumed that he either slept on the couch or in one of the numerous guest bedroom the night before. Katara was hoping to be able to talk to him before he left for work.
When she entered the living room, she was so surprised that she almost tripped.
Her kitten darted between her legs and right into the surprise's arms.
"This kitten sure is friendly." Trevor observed as the cat purred and nudged her head into Trevor's sculpted chin.
"Looks like every pussy wants a piece of you." Katara chirped before she could realize what she was saying. She felt the customary blush that occurred whenever she was around Trevor rise to her face.
However, Trevor just threw his head back and laughed, disrupting the kitten's peaceful cuddling and she reacted by licking his masculine chin in affection.
After he was finished, Katara finally spoke. "I don't mean to be rude but is there a reason why you're in my home?"
He seemed to be thinking deeply for a moment before he began speaking.
"Well Zuko called me last night and told me he had a rough night and wanted to get trashed. So, knowing it was a bad idea for him to drive, I picked him up and out we went. Halfway through the night though, he told me that he had a problem with me." Trevor explained, and he took a step closer to Katara and she took a step back. He quirked an eyebrow at her.
"He told me that he knew that I was in love with you and that you had feelings for me. Is that true, Katara?" Trevor asked seriously, his purple eyes entrancing. He took another step towards her and Katara took another step back.
"Where's Zuko?" Katara choked out and Trevor sighed as he took yet another step towards her, and she took another step back.
"He slept over at my place, but this morning he kept talking about how he wanted to see you so I brought him back. But, he passed out in the car and I just took him upstairs to one of your guest bedrooms. I was just heading out when you came down here." He said, taking another purposeful stride towards the Alaskan woman, who repeated her usual move and took a step back.
"You never answered my question." Trevor reminded and Katara took a deep gulp as she took another step back and realized that her back was against the wall. Trevor advanced on her and stood so that they were almost chest to chest.
"No." Katara tried to reply bravely, but her voice shook at their close proximity and blatant falseness in her answer.
He stood over half a feet taller than her and he inclined his head down towards her so that they were eye level, his muscular and large body blocking any chance that she would have had at escape.
Katara simply blushed and shook her head.
"I'm gay, Katara." Trevor stated and Katara almost passed out on the floor.
WELL THAT WAS EMBARASSING!
All this time... fantasizing... and misinterpreting signals.
"Well then... release my pussy." Katara commanded. Confusion danced across Trevor's face until he realized that her kitten was still in his arms.
He simply put the cat down and smiled at the young woman in front of him.
"Pussy released." He stated, a large grin on his face.
"So... you're really gay?" Katara asked and Trevor responded by placing his palms on the wall by each side of her face and angling himself so that his lips were almost touching hers.
"I'll prove it." He whispered softly, and before she could protest, Trevor's soft lips were pressed against hers.
Fireworks exploded in her vision, and he must have felt it too, for he wrapped his arms around her small waist as Zuko had done the night before and yanked her to him.
Katara knew in that second that she had been played.
As much as she didn't want to she placed her hands on his chest and pushed herself away from him.
"You tricked me! You lied to me." She murmured between gritted teeth.
"And you lied to me too." He murmured back, bending down to once again capture her swollen lips with his.
"Trevor, no! This is wrong." Katara hissed, but Trevor gave her a quizzical look.
"If it was then it wouldn't feel like this." He said, his eyes pleading and Katara didn't know what to do.
"YOU'RE BOTH DEAD!" A voice growled from the top of the stairs, and Trevor leaped from Katara and Zuko came drunkenly bounding the stairs, tripping but catching himself on the banister more than once.
When he finally reached the previously kissing couple, they were both too amused to really been frightened by his wandering eyes and clumsiness. Even the kitten rubbed herself around his thick and strong legs as he angrily approached.
However, the humor was sucked out of the room as he realized what it was that he had seen and come downstairs for.
"KATARA, do you-do you-do you eat lemons?" He asked her, swaying on his feet, still heavily intoxicated. Zuko hadn't really been drinking save for a couple of beers for the past few months, so after a night of what seemed to be a lot of hard liquor, he was going to need to sleep a lot more.
"I don't just 'eat' lemons, but I do like them in my water or squeezed over baked fish or lobst-" Katara started to explain but Zuko quickly cut her off by showing his finger into her face.
"That makes sense because you are SO BITTER! MAKING OUT WITH MY BEST FRIEND JUST-JUST-JUST-JUST BECAUSE I FUCKED TY LEE A LOT AND DRANK A LOT AND DID DRUGS A LOT SOME YEARS AGO! After all these years you're still so BITTER!" Zuko said, still jabbing his finger in Katara's face.
"Enough, man. Go back to sleep." Trevor said, stepping in between Katara and Zuko. "You're only like this when you're drunk." He reminded, but Zuko sloppily shoved him out of the way.
"Actually, I'm not bitter, Zuko. I just enjoy hanging out with your friends more than I do you. I mean-" Katara halted her statement to lean over and lift up Trevor's shirt, and caress his abs with her other hand as she continued her sentence. "-these are perfect. He just looks so much better than you. You couldn't even dream of having this body. So, I'm not bitter. I just have good taste." Katara fired back.
Trevor looked at Katara in alarm, for Zuko had a habit of getting very aggressive when he was drunk. In one argument between Katara and Zuko once when he was drunk, he had grabbed her arm harshly and not even remembered it the next day.
"STOP!' Katara exclaimed, trying to weasel her way in between the two men but was unable to and eventually decided that their egos would just have to work it out. It was like college all over again.
Zuko lunged at Trevor, punching the man in the jaw. Trevor shoved Zuko in the chest so hard that Zuko almost flew. When Zuko charged at Trevor again, Trevor hit him square in the mouth.
Zuko recovered quickly and hit Trevor again but in the stomach, and as Trevor breathed deeply, Zuko dragon kicked him and sent Trevor's head slamming into the corner of the living room wall.
"Oh Agni!" Katara exclaimed, moving to check on Trevor, but Zuko grabbed her arm. She tried to rip it away but his grip was so tight. A flood of terrible memories flooded her and she felt fear clench her heart.
Instead of hurting her however, Zuko just looked into her eyes. It was if he was sober. His eyes were so golden and clear, it must have been due to the anger.
"I'm sorry... but why?" He whispered.
Katara starred at him, and contemplated answering but after a moment of studying him, she realized that Zuko was still wasted.
Katara slapped his arm away and ran to Trevor's side.
"You two deserve each other. You go ahead and get those divorce papers. I don't want you to be mine anymore." Zuko said, before slowly walking up the stairs.
"Zuko!" Katara called out after him but he did not answer.
Katara did not know if he meant that statement or not but he was too drunk to talk to about it what now. So, she would do what she had been doing for the past few years and what she was best at.
She pretended that she didn't care and that everything was fine.
Katara cradled Trevor's head in her lap, checked his pulse, and checked for wounds. He had a lump on his head but that was it.
Katara realized then that her kitten was missing. She placed Trevor's head gently on the carpet of the living room and went searching for her kitten.
She heard a weak meow and found her kitten huddled under the couch, shaking from fear.
Katara petted her reassuringly, and she went back to check on Trevor, who was slowly coming to.
Katara placed Trevor's head on her lap again as he began to come to.
"You know... when I said I was going to beat up, Zuko, I was kidding." Trevor said, a smile springing to his face, and making his split and bleeding lip obvious.
Katara laughed.
"I noticed you got your ass kicked." Katara replied, and the two laughed.
A/N: It's like Hunger Games in here! So what are y'all? Team Trevor or Team Zuko? Love y'all and thanks for reading. Mwah! **blows kisses**