Disclaimer: No funny disclaimer this time. I am just going to say I do not own any Avatar: the Last Airbender rights or properties. It's sad, but a true statement. I am also not a crook. /holds up his hands and fingers.

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Rated M: Mature Content. Blood. Guts. Sex. Drugs. All the good stuff.

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WARNING: This chapter contains adult material of a highly sexual nature. As always in my disclaimer, you are warned my story contains adult content. This notice is that it exists more so in this chapter. This story is rated M for a reason.

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Author: Another day, another chapter. I hope I don't over drama anyone.

Sokka: Is there such a thing as too much drama?

Toph: Yes; definitely. Sometimes you all make me sick.

Katara: Yeah right; as if you aren't a drama queen sometimes, Toph.

Toph: Okay, name one time I was a drama queen.

Katara: … Well, how about the time you… I mean…

Toph: That's what I thought.

Aang: What about the time you ran away from us after we first met you?

Toph: That wasn't drama. That was me needing a chance to get my baring.

Aang: Oh, is that what it was? Okay then.

Author: Toph, you know your wrong don't you? I can name a few…

Toph: No one ASKED you, now did they?

Author: Duly noted.

Bato: I like the drama. I am going to get out my bucket of popcorn.

Ty-Lee: What sort of drama are we watching?

Bato: Well we have Katara's drama with everyone, Hakoda and Kita's little drama… lots to see.

Author: Bato… how do you know what popcorn is? And where did you… hey! Give me back my popcorn!

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Chapter 22: Mending Fences

Hakoda set out to find Kita and left his daughter at the wharf. He made good time and reached the palace quickly. Hakoda checked all the places he thought Kita might be; Katara had said she was in no state to do anything. Asking a few people and searching a few places, Hakoda could not find her anywhere. He did the one thing he could think of; he went to find Mina.

Mina was her best friend; maybe Kita would have gone to her for support. Besides, Mina's house was the only place Hakoda knew of outside the palace grounds that she may have gone to. He didn't know where Kita lived. Hakoda arrived at Mina's door and knocked. Hahn answered the door after a few moments. He looked much better, but was still in bad shape.

"Chief Hakoda, isn't it?" Hahn asked respectfully.

"Yes. Your Hahn I believe. Glad to see your doing better." Hakoda observed. Hahn was in his sleeping attire, but he was up and moving about at least.

"Yes, I am going to be just fine, thanks to Kita. She really is a miracle worker. It's no wonder I fell for her." Hahn smiled.

Hakoda chose to ignore that comment. "Speaking of Kita, have you seen her lately? I need to speak with her." Hakoda told him.

"Yeah, she was just here. We had a healing session and then she said she needed to go home. She said she wasn't feeling well." Hahn explained.

"Could you give me directions to her home please? I really need to see her; it's important."

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Katara headed over to the training area where she first learned waterbending. There, she hoped to work off some of the pent up energy she was feeling. She had resolved things the best she could with Kita and her father. There was only one more person she had really hurt that she needed to take care of.

Katara arrived at the grounds to find a class in session. There were at least sixteen waterbenders there, all novices by the look of things. They were practicing basic pull and flow, moving small pools of water through the air; paired off teams sending the water back and forth, taking control and passing it off again. Katara recalled doing the same thing with Aang and smiled.

Her gaze went to the master leading the training; her eyes fell on him and her breath caught. It was Kenji. She had been so mean to him and disrespected him in front of everyone. She had liked him at first, and found she still did, though no longer in such an intimate way. She knew she had to make peace with him; if Kita ended up with her dad, Kenji would be her uncle.

Katara walked over to where she would be seen; Kenji had been working with a pair near the end of the line. His eyes fell on her and Katara noticed briefly that his eyes slanted a bit in anger before moving back to his students. His voice never missed a beat, never betrayed what his eyes had done.

"Very good, Kentaro; just like that. A little more practice and you should have it." Kenji told a slightly bulky youth. "All of you keep it up." Kenji told the group and then headed over to Katara.

When he was close enough, Katara spoke. "I am sorry to interrupt, Kenji. I didn't realize there was a class here now." She began.

"As you can see, I have my hands full at the moment. If you want to pick a fight, come back in an hour." Kenji said hotly, obviously not in the mood for more selfish outbursts.

"I didn't come here to pick a fight; I came to apologize." Katara stated. Kenji's attitude had her on the defensive, and her tone rose a bit. "If you want, I can come back later."

Kenji thought a moment. "Apology not accepted. If you want my respect back, you have to earn it. Face me in a Meiyo Tatakai and we shall see if you are worthy of respect."

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Hakoda found himself standing outside the front door of Kita's home and hesitating to knock. What could he say to make up for what he said and how he acted? He had basically called her a liar, a whore and a fraud all at once. If he had thrown thief in, she would have been a full blown criminal. Hakoda stood there for over an hour, trying to come up with the right words. When he finally came up with a plan, he knocked.

Kita opened the door and stared into Hakoda's face in surprise. She had not expected to see him again, he figured. Hakoda froze looking into her eyes and past them into the depths of her soul, and all he saw there was the pure goodness that was within her. He couldn't pull his eyes away from her pale blue orbs. Kita tore her eyes away from his; "Hakoda… I didn't expect to see you. Is somebody hurt?" she stammered. She obviously had no idea what to say and made it clearer when she refused to look at him again that she was having the same trouble he was.

Hakoda stepped into the doorway and forced Kita back, closing the door behind him with a quick hand. Kita was taken off guard and didn't even have the chance to defend herself from him as Hakoda entered into an embrace with her; he slipped his arms around her lower back and leaned in to plant his lips against hers. Kita stood there entrapped by his arms and emotionally jolted by his kiss, suddenly melting into him and pressing herself into him with equal vigor. They stood there kissing for ages, savoring the taste of the others lips and just enjoying holding each other. Finally Hakoda broke free and panted for breath, Kita following suit. "Hakoda, I…" Kita started, but Hakoda put a finger to her lips and sat her down on her comfortable couch.

Hakoda took a seat next to her and drew in his breath. His mind was totally blank, and all his planning had gone out the window, lost in the sweet kiss they had just shared. Now, he was going to have to wing it. "Kita, I want to apologize to you. I know I can never make up for the hurt I have caused you, but I want to explain myself so that at least you might understand." Hakoda told her gently. Kita nodded, so he continued. "When I first saw you, I thought I was seeing things; no one could be that beautiful." Kita blushed. "I went to find you, but I was dragged along to the palace. I saw you again at the banquet when we arrived and just had to meet you. I followed you as best I could and met you on that bridge." Hakoda continued.

"I needed some air. Keeping away from you was what I promised myself, and my hands…" Kita started, and then stopped herself.

Hakoda continued on as if she hadn't said anything. "You told me your name and it was like music to my ears. I wanted to hear your voice, to learn more about you; Bato came and interrupted us and you disappeared. I only ran into you by sheer chance." He continued. "When you touched me and healed my wounds, it was the greatest feeling. We talked and I finally learned something about you. I wanted more. When you had to go it was like the sun had just suddenly gone down. I went about my business but swore to see you again. I was more attracted to you than I had ever thought I could be about anyone."

Kita couldn't look him in the face and continued to hold her gaze straight ahead. Hakoda didn't try to turn her eyes to him, but continued on, "When you collapsed during the Blue Spirit attack, I thought I'd lost you, and that thought tore at my soul. That this woman I barely knew would cause such feelings in my heart caught me off guard. I stayed by your side and my daughters' through it all. When you awoke, the Avatar had returned my soul to me. It was as though life would be blessed forever. And then you told me about your hands and that I was going to die…" Hakoda paused. He noticed that Kita was once again absently clutching her hands together.

Kita remained silent and continued to stare off at the far wall, listening but refusing to look at him. "And I didn't believe you." Hakoda went on. "In my defense, it seemed impossible; a woman being destined to find me, to save my life. A woman in constant pain just being apart from me… I concluded that you were just after my position as chief. I assumed you were throwing yourself at me just to gain power. I was also horribly wrong." He said. Hakoda took her hands gently in his and saw her visibly relax them. "I believe you now, Kita. I am only sorry I misjudged you and that I hurt you so. I never thought I would ever be able to feel this way about anyone else after I lost my wife; I love you, and if you're willing I would like to take you back to my home and make you my wife." Hakoda proposed.

Suddenly the tears which had started coming from Kita's eyes were blinked away and she finally turned to face him. The look on her face was pure happiness; nothing could truly describe it. Kita nearly jumped from her seat and threw herself onto Hakoda. She began raining kisses all over his face and lips, her salty tears of joy mixing with his skin. Hakoda grabbed her and lifted her into a better position by having her straddle him and began kissing her back in earnest. Kita returned his kisses with a passion and she reveled in the feel of him. His whiskers tickled a little bit, but she thought them quite charming. Finally she sat back away from him and stared into his eyes once more. Hakoda fell into hers and saw what he had seen before; the woman he loved.

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Katara was shocked. Kenji had just challenged her to an honor duel, just like Hahn had done to Sokka. She thought about it for a second, and then felt a smile creep up on her lips. "Sure, why not? I was hoping I would get the chance to test my skills on someone worthwhile while I was here. I accept your challenge." She said. Her tone was the same as the one she used when facing Master Pakku so long ago.

Kenji returned back to his students. "All of you, stop your training and have a seat over on the benches, you are about to see a rare treat; your teacher is going to be facing off against another waterbending master. Katara here was master Pakku's greatest student. Some of you may remember her from her last visit. In such a short period of time, she has mastered our element and is worthy to be a Si fu herself. She is also the reason some of you are here. She has accepted my challenge. Stay clear of the fight and try to learn something." He told his students.

The men walked over to the benches and sat down. Katara was proud to see that a few of the students were girls; it showed that she had managed to change the tribe's customs. Originally, women had not been allowed to learn waterbending and had been only taught how to heal.

Katara took her place on one end of the platform and Kenji took the other. They bowed to each other, and the fight began!

Katara took a basic fighting stance and began slowly circling off to the left. Kenji took up a much more advanced stance and stood his ground, planting his feet firmly. Katara stopped her circling and squatted, pulling up a huge wave of snow and rolling it at Kenji. It seemed that the snow was earthen as it rolled his way in a wave. Kenji stepped aside and bent the wave around him and back at Katara; only this time, snowballs began shooting at her as the wave approached. Katara created a wall of ice to block the snowballs but had to jump aside to avoid the wave which threw the icy shield off to the side and shattering it on impact.

Katara rolled to her feet and threw out a water whip, slapping Kenji on the thigh. He winced in pain but quickly recovered by grabbing a whip of his own and using it to tangle Katara's. Now that the whips were merged, it seemed that they were having a tug o war over who would gain full control of the single entity of water. They both pulled as hard as they could, but Katara used her bending to anchor her feet in ice and could not be budged. She managed enough force to take the large whip from Kenji; but Kenji had suddenly let go and Katara fell backwards, breaking her stance. The whip fell to the ground between them as Kenji ran up to attack.

Katara rolled out of the way just as Kenji jumped, fully intending to land on her and pin her down. Katara came up in a crouch and bent a single icy pillar where she stood. It took Kenji full in the chest and threw him down. Katara was breathing heavily as Kenji got up, injured but not quite done. He remained in a crouch and drew up a small pillar of ice from which he launched numerous razor sharp discs at Katara. She used her bending to shatter the discs before they could hit her, narrowly avoiding a few that would have proven fatal. Finally, Katara sank beneath the snow and disappeared from sight. Kenji was baffled; where had she gone? Katara sprang up behind him and used her bending to latch icy cuffs around his hands and ankles. Kenji fell forward hard.

"That was quite impressive, Katara." Kenji said his mouth full of snow. "Not good enough though." He added. He quickly rolled over and thrust his feet out, shooting shards of ice at her and freeing himself of the ice cuffs at the same time. His feet free, Kenji rolled backwards and came to his feet; the ice cuffs on his wrists were also gone now, lost in the snow by bending them away. Katara avoided the ice shards and decided to try something new. She conjured up a huge water wave and brought it in the air. Copying what Master Pakku used to defeat her previously, she brought down the shards of ice and entombed Kenji within them. She performed the move flawlessly; the only problem was that Kenji had trained under Master Pakku as well and knew how to counter. He brought up a water whip and swung it around and over his head, knocking enough shards away to allow himself freedom.

Kenji dropped the whip and thrust the spikes back into the ground. He then brought up a huge geyser of water shooting straight up in the air. The large eruption started raining down on them all. Kenji then thrust out, sending the geyser at Katara. It was too large to dodge the column of water, so instead she dove into it and came out on the other side using her momentum. Rolling and coming up, she cupped her hands and blew, turning the water all over Kenji created by the geyser to ice. It was not enough to freeze him, but it was obviously uncomfortable and his clothing was frozen solid. Kenji tried to retaliate but fell over, his clothing to stiff to move normally. Katara used her advantage and bent snow all over and around him, bringing him back upright and encased. She then froze the snow solid, creating an icy prison. Only his head was above the ice.

"Well done Katara. Well done indeed; using my own attack in such a unique way. You intentionally hindered my movements without trapping me so that I would trap myself by trying to act. A most respectable performance." Kenji told her, pride in his deep voice. Katara bowed to him and released him from his prison, also drying out his clothing as she went. Kenji returned the bow and walked over to his class. "As you can see, age and experience are no substitute for patience, practice and the drive to be the best. Katara is superb isn't she?" Kenji addressed the class. All the students had been clapping and cheering the whole time and needed no encouragement.

One of the girls went over to Katara and gave her a hug, thanking her for giving her the option to become a waterbender. Katara blushed and said it was nothing. The girl went back to her seat and Kenji came back over to her. "You did quite well, Katara. You have my respect as a waterbender and as a friend. Apology accepted." He told her, holding his hand out.

"Thank you, Kenji!" Katara said and leapt into his arms, giving him a hug. "Now about Kita and my dad; I need your help, uncle…"

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Hakoda and Kita stayed like that for a long time, just kissing, talking and enjoying each other's company. Hakoda could tell that her hands had stopped bothering her but knew that the pain would return if she was away from him too long. "I thought your hands stopped hurting you if you healed the person they reacted to. You have already healed me; why are they still causing you pain?" Hakoda asked her.

"I don't know. I guess I am not done healing you, and that worries me. If my vision comes true like all the rest…" Kita trailed off, not wanting to finish the unpleasant thought.

"I am not worried. I will simply keep you by my side at all times. You are to be my wife, and so it should not be a difficult thing." Hakoda told her.

"For either of us." Kita added with a smile.

Hakoda felt his want, his need for this woman building inside him. Just being this close to her, looking at her, hearing her voice made his body respond in ways he hadn't felt in years. What's more, the feelings were stronger, more intense than he could ever remember.

Kita couldn't understand what was happening to her. She had never felt this strongly about someone, especially not someone she had met only days before. Her whole body shook with a yearning desire that continued to build as she was around this handsome man. Her heart beak continued to increase and her hands began to ache again; it was different this time, less painful and more nervous energy. She felt a tingle in her nether regions and began to feel uncomfortable but in a good way.

The two of them continued to talk about everything and nothing; discussing the Southern Tribe and Hakoda's plans for it; talking about Kita's family and friends and how she would miss them. Hakoda told her how he had already asked Kenji if he would come to the South Pole, and he had agreed on the condition that Mina and Kita came too since he was only a temporary substitute for Master Pakku. Chief Arnook had another Master waiting to take over his duties. Kita was beyond happy at the thought of Kenji and Mina coming with her to her new home and all worry was swept away with a single glance at this wonderful man before her. The two stopped talking and just stared into each other's faces, allowing the feelings they had to build up all the more.

Finally, Hakoda couldn't take it anymore and leaned in to Kita, kissing her softly on the lips and then trailing down her chin to her neck, where he began trailing soft kisses back and forth. Kita closed her eyes and moaned slightly, enjoying the new sensations. Hakoda's beard tickled her in just the right way that added to his kisses and made her want more. Kita began her hands roving along Hakoda's muscular back and noted with interested that he was very well sculpted; much better than his clothing would have led her to believe. He must be quite a great warrior.

Hakoda suddenly stood up and picked up Kita at the same time. He then turned and set her gently on the couch in a reclining position. He leaned in on top of her and began to kiss her passionately on the mouth. Kita returned the kiss in kind and opened her mouth to his tongue. She had never kissed a man like this before, and it was a new and exciting thing. Kita was very inexperienced. She had only kissed a few people that weren't family and it was never like this. She savored the taste of Hakoda as he explored her mouth; she even returned the favor.

Hakoda brought his right hand up to her face and caressed her cheek, then trailed it down to her chest. Kita was surprised but did not stop him as he began to massage her through her clothing. His hand felt wonderful and her nipple became hard and sensitive to his ministrations. She let out a little moan of approval and Hakoda broke the kiss to once again look her in the eyes. He leaned forward and brought his mouth to her ear.

"It's okay if you want to stop." Hakoda murmured in her ear. His hot breath set her on fire even more and she squirmed a little in his grip. Kita had thought she would be married before she ever bedded with a man, but she wanted more and this was the man she loved; the man she was going to marry. What could it hurt to get a head start on the benefits of marriage?

"No; it's okay Hakoda. Please… I want more." She begged softly.

Hakoda obliged and once more bent in to kiss her luscious lips. His right hand continued to roam and he continued his ministrations on her erogenous zones. Finally, Hakoda picked Kita up in a single giant scoop of his arms and carried her into her bedroom. The room was decorated in a feminine manner; frilly curtains and pillows, the scent of perfume. Hakoda entered and set Kita on the bed, then turned and closed the door. He knew exactly what he was doing. He may not have been with a woman in years, but at this point he was on auto pilot. It was like riding a penguin; once you learn how, it's like second nature.

Kita lay there on the bed watching Hakoda as he turned to close the door. Her eyes would not tear themselves away from his perfect form. The man was what one could consider truly masculine. His shoulders were broad, his muscles bulging… when he turned around, Kita noticed that muscles weren't the only thing bulging. Kita was a healer and as such had done much with the human form; however she had never had cause to see a grown man in action like this. Just from the bulge in his pants, Kita was impressed.

Hakoda returned to the bed and once again began to grope and feel his way around Kita's body. He undid the tie to her clothing and slipped it loose giving him much more access though she was still wearing undergarments. To his thought, Kita was the perfect size and shape; her breasts were the perfect size to fit in his hands and he loved the way they felt even through the fabric. He began to stroke her sides and she seemed to be enjoying the attention.

Finally, Kita sat up and Hakoda gave her a little room. He sat down beside her. Thinking that she wanted to stop, Hakoda did his best to reign in his hormones and sit there. Kita apparently didn't have that in mind, however; she simply reached over and pulled his shirt up and over his head. Bare-chested now, Hakoda sat before her admiring gaze.

Kita was quite impressed with the musculature on her man; much more so than she had thought. His rock hard abs showed clearly in the candlelight. Kita reached out and placed her palm on his chest; it felt warm and pliant but hard to the touch. She continued her inspection and Hakoda just sat there, letting her hands roam where she liked. Kita continued to explore a few more moments before leaning in and kissing his skin with her soft lips. Hakoda closed his eyes and savored the feeling. After a moment, he said "Kita, I love you. I want you to be happy. If you want to stop this now, I will be okay with it. We aren't married yet." Hakoda spoke softly.

Kita looked up from where she had been tracing circles with her tongue and smiled up at him. "I love you too, Hakoda. As far as I am concerned, we are as good as married already. I will never be with anyone else, so why wait for the formality?" she said easily. "Hakoda… I need you." She added innocently. Her gaze was innocent but at the same time alluring and full of desire. Hakoda decided he had given it his best shot and let himself go. He leaned in and pushed her back on the bed with a little shove. Kita giggled. She had already lost her robe when she sat up. All she had on now were her undergarments. She had been home in a bad way after all. Hakoda reached over and undid her support, pulling it free and throwing it to the floor behind him.

"What an absolutely perfect view." Hakoda murmured to himself. Kita blushed furiously and tried to cover breasts with her hands. Hakoda grabbed her wrists and pulled them to her sides, ogling her creamy flesh with relish. "Why would you ever want to cover these perfect breasts from view?" Hakoda asked himself absently. Kita was still blushing but she wasn't trying break free and cover herself. Hakoda leaned down and put his face into her chest, savoring the soft feel against his skin. His beard tickled her and Kita giggled. Hakoda began to lick fire all over her chest, circling but never touching her diamond hard nipples. They stuck out proudly and seemed to be enjoying the attention. Hakoda never released his grip on Kita's wrists as he tortured her in ecstasy.

Hakoda began to spiral circles around her right breast until, finally, he licked the price at the creamy center. Kita almost jumped up in the air from the contact. She had never felt anything like it; it was like an electric jolt. She had just been struck by lightning by the man she loved. Hakoda gently took the nub in his mouth and began to suckle, lick and tease it. Kita felt like she was going to explode; the lightning only got stronger. She could feel her desire building to a whole new level.

Hakoda soon trailed more fire to her other mound and began more of the same there. The lightning was the same but in a different location. Kita was going crazy. She couldn't stop writhing and moaning in pleasure. At one point she almost cried out. Suddenly she did cry out; hit for the first time ever by the event that almost everyone craves. Kita arced her back and thrust her hips into Hakoda's body, thrashing wildly in the throes of her passion. It took her a few minutes to settle down, and Hakoda patiently sat there and smiled, continuing his ministrations elsewhere.

"What…" Kita asked, finally coming to her senses.

"That, my dear Kita, was an orgasm; something which I hope to provide you many more of before we're done." Hakoda replied boldly in answer and once again began trailing fire. Kita was afraid he was going to go for her nipples again; she wasn't sure she could take it. She calmed down though… he seemed to be trailing downward instead. Breathing a little easier, Kita enjoyed the sensations coursing through her as Hakoda trailed kisses down her tummy and off to the sides, slowly working his way down… to… Kita gasped. Hakoda had just started kissing her through her undergarments in her most private place. She blushed furiously and tried to close her legs, but Hakoda kept them apart, continuing his work. Kita sighed and gave up as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Hakoda began inhaling Kita's scent and inhaled deeper still. He loved the scent of her and couldn't get enough. Using his hand to move the garments slowly, tantalizingly down her legs, Hakoda bared Kita to the world. Kita tried to cover herself with her hands again, and once more Hakoda moved her hands and grappled them to the bed. Leaning in for a closer look, he admired her womanhood and again inhaled that intoxicating fragrance. Hakoda decided to start slowly and began to kiss her inner thighs softly, slowly…

Kita began to squirm again. There was an uncomfortable wetness in between her legs and her body felt like it was on fire. Hakoda moved up and began to lick her folds tenderly. The sensations were driving her crazy. He began to gently lick her special spot and occasionally dip into her honey pot before returning to that special place amongst the folds. Kita was thrashing once again in almost no time and this time when she came she kept going for minutes. Her whole body had a monstrous spasm that jolted her in frenzy. Hakoda kept up his attention through it all, intensifying it to the point that Kita couldn't remember her own name.

When she finally settled down and came to, Hakoda was lying beside her, his head was next to hers, and his smile lit up the room. Kita returned that smile. "That was… indescribable." She muttered softly. She was obviously spent. Hakoda had one hand tracing her body again gently, just caressing. Kita was more relaxed and happy than she had been since she could remember. Her body almost thrummed in harmony with Hakoda. It tingled and felt calm, relaxed. Kita touched Hakoda's chest again and then noticed something… his pants were still on. He had been totally focused on her and she had let him. She needed to return the favor!

Kita reached down and began to stroke Hakoda through his clothing. He was still very hard and very large. Kita could feel the shape through the cloth and almost gasped. In her mind's eye, it was huge! She continued to stroke him as he closed his eyes and enjoyed his turn at feeling this way. Kita knew she needed to do more, but she was unsure; she had never done anything like this and didn't know where to begin.

She decided to start off by getting him naked. She sat up and gently pushed him to a sitting position and then had him stand. Hakoda went along with her every gesture; for one thing he wasn't about to stop her, and for another he didn't want her to think he had any problem with what she was doing. He knew she had no experience; it was obvious in the first few minutes. Still, he wanted her to enjoy wanting him.

Kita undid Hakoda's pants and pulled them slowly, teasingly down. His undergarments were tenting out right in front of her face as she slid his pants away. Then slowly, she took his undergarments down as well, reaching them up and over his raging member. Closing her eyes, she also dropped those to the floor in a pool at his feet. Bracing herself, she finally opened her eyes and laid them on the prize before her. Kita had seen children born. She had treated kids in the past. She was no stranger to the male form and how it worked, but she had never seen anything like this. He was beyond huge! For his smaller frame, he must have been a good 7-8" long. Kita wasn't sure how to even begin.

Finally, she closed her eyes again and took the rod in her hand. It was different than anything she'd felt before. It was as hard as a rock, but warm to the touch. When she grabbed it, it twitched. She carefully began stroking it; getting a feel for it. Hakoda enjoyed the view of having this beautiful woman he loved handling him so. She was learning quickly and he felt himself strain against her. Kita then took it in her mouth and began to suck on it, licking it on the sides and swirling about the head. In almost no time, Hakoda felt the pressure build to the breaking point. Kita noticed him tense and assumed he was about to release like she had. She plunged down on his rod just as Hakoda lost it and began to spasm into her mouth. Some sort of hot liquid shot into her mouth and down her throat without much chance to do much. Once he stopped shooting so hard, she began to lick and suck him clean, tasting him for the first time like this. He tasted good, though weird. She continued to milk him until he placed his hand on her hair and brought her to her feet. He smiled at her. "That was amazing, Kita." Hakoda told her, kissing her again.

"Thanks! You too!" she said giddily. She sat down on the bed and thought about what she had just done. She would have never thought of doing that to a person, but Hakoda doing it to her had made her eager to repay him. It was actually kind of fun! Maybe she should take another look at the things she had never considered.

Suddenly Hakoda pushed her and she fell on her back. He climbed on top of her and for the first time, Kita realized that they were naked together and alone. Hakoda was holding himself up on his chiseled arms as he lay on top of her. Kita could feel his still hard, pulsing member at the entrance to her opening and suddenly panic took her. She couldn't believe this was about to happen! But then… she realized she wanted this to happen. She could feel the fire in her veins; the wetness between her legs. She wanted this whether she wanted this or not. Besides, it was Hakoda she was with. This was exactly what she wanted.

"Are you ready, Kita?" Hakoda asked her. His words were like music to her ears and her panic faded away as if it had never been. She glanced down as his manly form and once again desire replaced all thought. She nodded, and Hakoda positioned himself and very slowly entered her. It felt strange, but strangely good being filled like that. He continued to inch his way up and Kita felt him stop a ways into her. She needed him to keep going; the feeling was intolerable.

"Please, Hakoda…" she begged, her hands desperately grasping the sheets tightly. Hakoda nodded and bent down to kiss her forehead before continuing with a sharp thrust. Kita had to stifle a scream as he broke through her safeguard and opened her up for the first time. His entire length just fit through her. She could feel him all the way inside her, just shy of the end of her tunnel. Hakoda waited as her body spasm subsided. The pain was obvious on her face. He waited for her nod of accent before he began to slowly slide out. As he neared the end of the road, he stopped and once more slowly slid in. Kita felt the pain becoming pleasure as he went, and slowly but surely the rhythm increased to a perfect pitch.

Hakoda was pumping into her with passion and she returned his thrusts with the same. It soon became apparent that once more, Kita felt that stirring in her that told her she was going to feel the explosion of bliss that was to come. As she neared her own climax, she reached up and pulled Hakoda down onto her. Hakoda never missed a beat as he collapsed onto her and neared his own climax. They were both lost in their pleasure when they simultaneously came together as one. Kita felt Hakoda's seed pump into her and the thought of baring his children was somehow etched into her mind. She didn't know why, but the thought brought tears of joy to her happy face.

Hakoda rolled off her and lay by her side, totally exhausted. Kita was exhausted as well and felt sleep coming blissfully over her. The last thing she remembered was Hakoda putting his arms around her and pulling her to him, her face burying comfortably in his chest; the warmth and scent of his body rocking her into blissful slumber.

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Rose had been in the palace for less than a day and already the entire staff knew to stay well on her good side. A single servant had ignored her request for a glass of wine, only to find himself missing a large amount of skin and blood before all was said and done. The man, if he survived, would forever be scarred. Rose had used her favorite weapon, one she normally saved for special occasions. Training the house staff qualified to her mind.

Rose had already proven her position over the house staff. Her place over the princess was another matter. Luckily, an opportunity seemed to knock. Azula barged into her room and slammed the door behind her.

"Just what do you think you're doing, Rose!? You don't belong here. Go back to your academy where you belong." Azula demanded. Her obvious temper and upset demeanor pleased Rose. If she had been in her usual, calculating frame of mind, her plan might not work.

"But dear Princess Azula, whatever do you mean? I am merely here to be at your father's beck and call." Rose said innocently.

If a man had been speaking to her, he would have been a puddle at her feet. Azula, however, was not fooled.

"I will not sit idly by and watch you do anything to undermine my… my father's power. I know what you're capable of. I know all your tricks. You taught me a little too well, Rose!" Azula said heatedly.

Rose suddenly turned to face Azula, her hand so fast it was practically invisible. She had already undone the clasp to her robe and threw it back like a cloak. She was wearing one of her battle outfits, a silk stalking getup with a blood red mixed with the colors of fire. It gave her the looks of a very powerful and dangerous dominatrix. In the span of a heartbeat, she had her baby in her hands.

"You know nothing, you pathetic fool. I let you have your fun at politics and you blew your chance. You no longer have the option of playing princess. Now, we do things my way!" Rose said forcefully.

"Are you crazy? You have no idea what you're getting yourself into. We aren't kids in school anymore. Your fantasy of me taking the throne is pathetic. My father has his power back and he will crush the Avatar and his pitiful follower, Zu -Zu. I may have failed as Fire Lady, but I will be dead before I see you do anything to take my father's throne." Azula said with malice.

Rose flicked her wrist. "Get out of here, Azula. If you dare say a word to your father, I will personally have your head mounted on a pike and stuck to the palace wall. Now get out of my sight." Rose said calmly.

Azula was furious. How dare she threaten her like this? Still, it was no idle threat. Azula turned and stormed out of the room. She would figure something out. She always did. As she walked to her room, she felt something wet on her cheek. She touched it and her hand came away with blood.

Rose remained in her room and contemplated her situation. Her plan had worked perfectly. Now, if only Azula would do as she expected…

No one would get in her way. Not Azula, not anyone!

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Author: I can't believe Bato stole my popcorn!

Bato: It's not a big deal. You have plenty.

Author: Yeah, but it's the principal. I need to lock my food away.

Bato: Just be glad it was me and not Sokka or you'd be going hungry about now.

Author: Good point.

Sokka: Hey! I can stop eating any time I want!

Katara: Sure, and you can also sew your own pants up too.

Aang: Or stop your sarcastic humor.

Toph: Or stop whining about not being a bender.

Zuko: Or stop trying to prove you're the big man around here.

Mai: Or…

Sokka: Enough! I get the picture already!

Ty-Lee: Why does everyone pick on Sokka so much?

Author: Probably because he's so… pickable.

Mai: Pickable is a good word. I'd call him a goof ball myself.

Ty-Lee: Then doesn't that make him goofable?

Mai: I think we need to send you back to school to learn a few more things Ty-Lee.

Ty-Lee: Not on your life! I refuse to learn anything from Rose!

Mai: Fair enough. Not even Azula deserves that… much.

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Author's Corner:

Enjoying Rose yet? She had such a small scene, and yet it set her tone quite well I think. If you thought Azula was bad… meet the one who taught her to be as bad as she is. For those not understanding what happened to Azula's cheek, stay tuned, and you'll understand eventually. If you like Rose, shout it out. Review!

So… Hakita in action… I hope everyone liked my take on water tribe romance. Given it was a sub plot and not a main story arc, I think it turned out rather well. I don't have any idea if the adult scene was necessary, but I knew the reviewers that review the most would like it, and it does suit them as actual people. Let me know what you think. Too much? Too little? I can't know without the feedback.

Katara kicked some butt, eh? I know I loved the waterbending master episode for the water on water battle. It's one of the only times in the series you saw that. Well, I just had to take a crack at it. Let me know how you liked the action scenes.

Sorry for the delay in getting this out. I have been a bit distracted with real life lately, and this chapter had a lot less dialogue and a lot more detail. As such, it has WAY more words than most of my chapters and as such is denser. I am now over 100k words! WOOHOO!! Tell your friends! I am in the BIG time!

What am I forgetting… oh yeah, thanks to the reviewers for their dedication. I hope I don't let you down!