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Violet is for Passion

The moment the earthen gloves snapped onto her hands, Katara dropped her flirtatious like a stone at the bottom of the ocean. Toph's hideous plan revealed itself to her (she, of course, didn't have much idea of what had happened between Zuko and Toph) - Toph had used Katara to get to Zuko!

The plan for revenge had been successful in humiliating Zuko, and also herself, as she now realized. Rage boiled up within her and threatened to spill over in a furious display of bending. Fortunately, perhaps, for Toph, Katara's arms were encased in the heavy gloves.

Before she could think, the gloves moved to the ground, her feet soon following. Katara soon found herself with both arms and legs molded into the ground in a crouching position similar to that of a wild rabbit-puppy. What made it even worse was that Zuko was equally helpless under her. He was not held in place by any rock, she soon realized, only by herself. The irony made her flinch.

Zuko was red as his clothes. "TOPH!" they yelled in unison, glancing at each other in surprise at their agreement. There was no response. Her giggles could be heard fading in the distance.

Katara looked down at him and tried to pull herself up from where her head was resting on his shoulder. She succeeded in raising herself to a crouch, but soon dropped the position due to the pain in her muscles, collapsing back on Zuko and ignoring his 'oof'.

"I bet you planned this," she said. Somehow the biting tone after so long tasted bitter on her tongue, but she ignored that. His expression changed to relief. "You're back!" he exclaimed. "I was beginning to worry that Azula had hurt you or that something had happened to change your behavior!"

He cheerfully said entirely the wrong thing, but Katara couldn't find it in herself to be angry at the smiling boy under her. Because, really, when had she last seen Zuko smile? She decided to let him off for once due to the fact that he had shown concern for her and didn't appear to be involved in Toph's nefarious plot.

"I guess it's kind of my fault," he continued. All her ideas of forgiveness evaporated. "WHAT?" Zuko swore he could feel a little dust from the ceiling on his face, shaken down by the vibrations of her voice. Katara had relaxed back onto him, her waist level with his stomach. He could see her face on his right shoulder from the corner of his eye, and if he bent his head down he could see her face. Somehow from this angle she appeared much younger.

He shook himself out of his meditations as he realized she was yelling into his ear. Anxious to prevent damaging his hearing, he continued. "I walked in on Toph and Aang kissing and was a little...startled. I think she wants revenge."

He actually felt her relax beneath him. "No, it's me too." The pieces were falling into place for her now. "Toph came up with this...plan to help me take revenge on you. She said if I tried to..."

Although he did not want to know the end of the sentence, he prompted her. She turned the same red that he had been a few minutes ago before allowing himself to relax and realizing there was no way that she could attack him. "Sish you."

"Eh?"

"Seduce you, okay? I'm sorry!" She couldn't explain her apology. He didn't seem too shattered as he actually laughed as she buried her face in his shoulder. It was somewhat instinctive for her, her embarrassment drove her, she told herself. It wasn't that his shoulder was comforting. The strange, light feeling in her stomach was because she hadn't eaten.

"Lift yourself again." The order slipped off his tongue. She obliged unthinkingly, but suddenly missed the feeling of him under her as he twisted his body into ridiculous shapes (perhaps that pink circus girl had taught him something) and managed to move out from under her. Losing her balance, she threatened to crash down against the angle of her gloves. She prepared herself for severe pain, a few broken bones and clenched her eyes shut tightly.

But then there was a pair of arms around her waist, and she was being held up. Zuko! Some coaching later, Katara managed to twist and turn and move herself enough so that Zuko could lift her out of the gloves.

As he put her down the right side up, he smiled - again - and murmured something about going. The old mask in front of her covered his face once more, and he turned around. Suddenly, she felt empty.

"Wait..." she said, and he turned sharply. A smile glimmered on the corner of her lips. "We still have to take revenge on Toph!"

A smile answered her own.


A little more serious and less crack-ish. The passion in the title might have got your hopes up, but this story is strictly PG...for now! :) The passion was their anger, and desire for revenge, and their attraction to each other (it's not quite feelings for each other yet!).