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"Heat"

1.) the state of a body perceived as having or generating a relatively high degree of warmth.

Katara shivered, shoulders shaking. Puffs of white billowed from her mouth and nose, alerting her companion to the fact that she was clinging to the last strand of her warmth.

Despite growing up in the harsh conditions of the southern water tribe, with its snowy landscape and biting air, she was still, nevertheless, cold- natured. And as the bitter cold air streaming in from the mouth of the damp cave, washing over her face as it bit into her bones, she suddenly felt the presence of another layer of cloth being added to her shoulders.

She turned around to see Zuko, shrugged out of his shirt, perfect bare chest turned inwards towards her body.

At first she had to wonder what he was doing. Why was he suddenly so close…?

The moment his warm skin touched her clothing, the heat sinking into her very core in a fraction of a second, Katara no longer had the energy to think. His body was so warm and inviting.

She pushed herself closer to him, turning her face inwards, pressing it against his bare torso so as to unthaw her lips, enabling her with the capability of speech. She didn't notice the shiver ripple through him.

Her teeth suddenly began to cease their constant chattering; eyes drooped closed as she suddenly felt overwhelming exhaustion. She clung to that last bit of consciousness though, wanting to stay awake a little longer.

Pulling the Fire Prince's shirt closer to her frame, she let her head fall onto his chest again, contentment inhabiting her body.

"Zuko…?" she asked sleepily.

"Yes?" she heard his reply, but didn't register the tremor in his voice.

"Aren't you cold?"

Underneath her ear, she felt the rumble in his chest as he held in his laughter. "No, Katara." He murmured. They both knew he was lying.

"Don't lie to me; you are cold. Here, let me—"

He stopped her from moving away from him, his arms twining around her back, rendering her incapable of movement.

"No," he whispered, voice possessing an air of pleading underneath the soft command. "Don't move."

She didn't.

****Haha, gotta love us some of this Zuko/ Katara fluffy goodness. And yes, this chapter is pretty unrealistic. I mean, Katara is from the water tribes, where the bitter cold abounds. But, in my defense, she has been away from the water tribe for some time; surely during that time her body would grow accustomed to the warmer weather.

And they aren't anywhere specific that was mentioned in the show (a cave just happened to pop into my mind). Now, you could be asking yourself when this is taking place. Once again, I'm not sure.

(Originally the idea of Zuko being cold while Katara comforted him came to mind, but the sexy, shirtless fire bender just seemed more fitting. :P)

Anyway, hope ya enjoyed!

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