I just realized I've never disclaimed, so here it is.
I don't own Avatar, but I do have a room that's all to myself since my sister is leaving for college in August~
-Awake-
Yori woke to coldness. There was no one in the bed next to her. Her eyes fluttered open as her hands desperately reached out for Zuko's warmth. She could hear his laughter from across the room.
"Miss me?"
He stopped tying on his tie and let it hang from his collar. He crawled across the expansive bed to place a kiss on Yori's lips.
"Ew, I just woke up. I still have morning breath."
Zuko shrugged, "I don't care."
She smiled to herself as he sat on the edge of the bed and did up his tie. Her eyes slowly flitted closed again, but Zuko thought she was awake.
"Yori, what do you want for breakfast? To tell you the truth, there's probably not a lot down there. I'd just take you out for breakfast, but I haven't got the time."
"Shhh!" she called. But after a few seconds of silence, she said, "I can't believe you can sleep in this bed. It's massive. It must be so lonely. Even now, despite that I'm talking to you, I feel as though I'm the only one who exists. Don't you ever feel like that? You know in 'Alice in Wonderland' when she falls? I feel like that. Like I could roll forever."
Zuko didn't say anything, but he crawled under the blanket with Yori. "I don't want to go to work. I want to stay in bed with you forever."
She giggled, "Go to work. Make some money so you can buy me those shoes you owe me." He laughed and nodded. "It's really comfy here, though. I don't ever really want to leave."
Zuko kissed her on the nose and got out of bed again. Yori got out of bed and looked around for her shorts. "Do you know where I left them after I took them off last night?"
Zuko said no and then left the room, muttering about hearing the doorbell that Yori didn't hear at all. She abandoned looking for her shorts and went to Zuko's closet to find something to wear. She quivkl found a large sweater. She sniffed it quickly and then, felt like a massive creep for doing so. His sweatshirt smelled like cinnamon and even though she didn't like the spice, the smell drove her wild. She pulled it on and ran to the front room to meet him.
Katara stood in the doorway. She stopped talking and looked at Yori.
"What are you wearing?" she asked.
"Zuko's sweater," she said, holding onto Zuko's arm.
"Did he buy it for you?"
"No I needed something to wear, so I just violated his closet," she said simply.
"Katara," Zuko said, gently, letting go of Yori to take Katara's hand. "Calm down. Have some coffee."
Katara nodded and followed Zuko into the kitchen.
Yori was pissed that Zuko just left her to aid Katara. She slumped onto his couch and sighed. She pulled the sweater over her head and walked back to his bedroom. This time, she found the shorts easily (they were in the bathroom) and she put them on. Her coat and shoes were in the living room and she passed by the kitchen on her way to them. "I'm leaving now." she quickly told Zuko. He jumped up and followed her to the living room.
"You're leaving?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"What about breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry."
"You're never hungry."
"Yeah. And that's why I'm not right now." She opened the door once her shoes were on and left the apartment, running to the elevator, but after seeing that it was on the basement floor when she was on the twenty second, she decided to just take the stairs.
oooooo
Zuko 'wisely' (in his opinion) decided to call Yori after she bolted from his apartment. He wish he could have ran after her, but that would be rude to Katara, so he just stayed and talked to the latter and when she went to the bathroom (which was maybe two hours later), he called her.
"Hello?" she asked. She must not even have had time to look at the caller ID.
"Hey Yori."
She almost groaned, "Look Zuko, I'm at work and I can't really talk, I'm incredibly busy."
"Okay," he said, his ears ringing from the amount of noise on the other end, "Then what time do you have lunch? We could eat together."
"I'm busy," she repeated, "I'm working through lunch now hang up Zuko. Shouldn't you be at work too?"
"Shit!"
She hang up the phone.
oooooo
Work was over and Yori was walking home. Her job was almost a mile from her apartment from her house, but she had never realized that until she had walked half way home. The walk was even worse because she insisted on wearing very high heels to make her look slightly taller than a thirteen year old. She was a few blocks from her favorite Chinese place, so she decided to get dinner before she got home.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket and she reached in and got it. She groaned when she read the caller ID.
"Hi," she moaned dully.
"Hey, Yori," Zuko said from the other end. "Where are you, I want to know if you want to catch dinner. I promise none of my friends will be there."
"I can't. Sorry Zuko. I'll see you another time, okay?" she hung up before he could say anything else.
She put her phone on silent and into her bag, and walked to her favorite Chinese restaurant and ordered a smorgasbord of food that she would never normally eat, and speed walked to her house so she could stuff her face.
A/N-
Yeah, aright, that's it. Bye. Review.
