-Waiting and Waitress-
"Hello?" Zuko asked. He was sitting at his desk and was too busy looking at a proposal for a new product to check the caller ID.
"You sound busy," the voice that was unmistakably Yori's said.
"Yeah but what is it?" he said closing the booklet.
"Nothing important I just wanted to apologize but I can call you back later."
"No, it's about time I took a break anyway."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, well then, I'm sorry I yelled at you, especially in front of Sokka, and was weird and made you look weird and just sucked in general, so, sorry."
He laughed, "It's okay. Look, I'm getting off pretty early today, so what say you and I go eat dinner and see a movie or something."
She moaned, "I can't! I'm not getting off of work until at least eleven."
"Just blow off work and come out with me."
She giggled, "I would if I could but I can't so I'll see you another time, okay?"
"When's your lunch break?"
"In ten minutes."
"Good, let's meet for lunch then."
"Uhm, okay... Where?" she asked.
"What are you in the mood for?" he asked, grabbing his coat and scarf and readying himself. He left his office and made his way to the elevator.
"Uhm, I'm not really hungry."
"Yori..."
"I had a big breakfast!" she said defensively.
"Okay, well, I'm in the mood for some ramen."
"Really?" she asked, laughing from her end.
"Yeah, you've got me hooked."
"Okay, there's a ramen house on Spring Street that we can go to. I'll text you the address and I'll meet you there. I'm leaving right now."
'Kay, bye Yori." Zuko hing up the phone and stepped out of the elevator. A moment later Zuko was hailing a tazi and sending the driver to Spring Street.
When Zuko got to Spring, Yori was sitting cross legged on the street in front of the restaurant, playing with her phone.
He held out a hand to her and she looked up at him. "Oh hey," she said, smiling and taking his hand.
"Why were you sitting on the side walk?" he asked, holding the door open for her.
Her only response was, "I'm eccentric."
He laughed, "You are the cutest person I know."
"I try."
They sat down and Zuko took off his scarf and jacket and sat across from her on the small wooden table.
A cutesy little waitress came bye and handed the pair menus, and smiled a little too brightly at Zuko. Yori didn't get jealous, she just laughed.
"Uhm, I already know what I want," she said to the waitress. "I want miso broth with no meat or no egg, just the noodles and seaweed."
"Okay," she said, her voice heavily accented. Yori smiled, there was something about listening to native Korean or Chinese or Japanese people speaking English that she just loved.
"I've never had ramen before, so can you just bring me anything?"
She nodded, "Okay!" She picked up their untouched menus and left.
"She was cute," Yori said, sipping her water.
Zuko shrugged. "I didn't really notice."
"Shut up," Yori said. She put down her water glass and said, "I'm really, really, sorry about yesterday, and also, if you're near me, please don't let me drink. Seriously, I normally get crazy and belligerent, which is why I only drink wine." He laughed loudly. "Actually, I still get kind of drunk on wine easily.
Zuko hiccuped through his uncontrollable fit of laughter.
"What? I'm just telling you in advance!"
He straightened up and reached across the table and kissed her.
and at the moment the waitress came and cleared her throat, causing Zuko to jump back and drop his chair.
"Sorry," Yori giggled to the waitress. "Mianhe."
The waitress, recognizing the Korean said something long and involved in Korean that Yori could not fully understand, because she hadn't been to Korea or had to speak Korean in a long time.
To which she responded, "Ne!" with wide eyes, hoping she didn't look too confused.
The waitress smiled and left the table.
"You speak Korean?" Zuko asked, picking up his chopsticks.
"Yeah, I am Korean."
"I'm not fluent in Chinese but I'm Chinese."
She gave him the finger and picked up her spoon, sipping the broth.
"I'm not really fluent in Korean, I haven't spoken it in a long time."
Zuko took a mouthful of noodles into his mouth and almost spat them back into the bowl.
"What?" she asked, looking genuinely concerned.
"It's so spicy!" But she couldn't help but to laugh at him.
"It's not funny!"
The waitress ran over to the table and said something else long and complicated in Korean, but she heard a lot of 'Mianhe's' in her speech, so she figured she was apologizing. She smiled to herself because they were talking so informally. Yori said something that she hoped was a long the lines of, "He doesn't speak Korean."
"Oh, mianhe," she said to Yori and then turned to Zuko. "Is it too spicy?"
Zuko shook his head, "No, it's okay. I was just a little shocked."
"Mianhe," she said again before leaving.
"Mianhe means I'm sorry," Yori clarified. "Also, take your spicy foods like a man next time." Zuko stuck his tongue at her. "Nice comeback."
He waved his chopsticks at her, "Why are you only drinking the broth."
She shrugged. She hadn't even picked up her chopsticks. She used her spoon to pick up seaweed and found a naruto swimming around underneath it and picked it up and dropped it into Zuko's bowl. she put down her spoon and picked up her chopsticks, and ate all of her seaweed. "So now what do we talk about?"
Zuko shrugged and continued to eat his ramen.
"You seem all refined, Zuuks, but you eat like a monster." Yori said finally, as if there was no room for argument.
He laughed, "It's good!" He looked at her, and then said, "You're scaring me. Why aren't you really eating?"
"I am eating! I'm not that hungry so I'm not going to stuff my face, okay?"
"But-"
"But nothing."
"Can't you just eat a little, to make me feel better?"
"No!" she shook her head. "You know I eat. You've seen me eat. Why do I have to eat right now?"
"I just don't want you sick, alright?" He reached his hand along the table and took her hand.
"I'm not sick. Do I really look that pale? Do my arms look bad? Am I unusually thin? No. I'm perfectly healthy," she lowered her voice because she didn't want the waitress (who she thought was really cool) to hear her, "So stop treating me like I'm fucking not, alright?"
He pulled back his hand and rolled his eyes at her.
"Zuko," she said, spitting mad, "Do not get mad at because I don't want you to constantly bring up the worst time in my life. Is that really such a bad thing?"
"No. You 're right."
"Of course I'm right." She clattered her spoon down into the bowl and didn't pick it up again.
A/N - Well, okay, if you haven't guessed it already, Yori had an eating disorder and she used to cut herself, which makes me think of a lot of Demi Lovato jokes, and not, like, about how Demi is stupid or crazy or anything, but be prepared for pretty much every main character saying, "She's just like Demi Lovato," in one way or another.
Also, about the Korean, all the Korean I know is from Korean drama's and my Korean friends, which is why I have Yori (who doesn't remember much) only say things that have been translated, or single word phrases that I have learned from television and BIGBANG videos.
Okay, goodnight!
Holy shit, it's 4:43am and I haven't been to bed yet and I'm not tired ~ why am I not sleeping?
Insomnia's a biiiiiiiiiiiiitch.