-Underwear and Under Eating-

"Hey," Yori said. She had finally arrived at Zuko's house. Her boots and hair were covered in snow.

"Hey! Wow, you're a mess, how bad is it out there?" Zuko asked, gaping at his girlfriend

"Awful," she said, pushing past him. She kicked off her shoes and left them in the foyer. "Can I just hibernate here until spring?"

He laughed, "Hm, two months in bed, sounds perfect."

She smiled and kissed him 'hello'. She took off her coat, and he took it from her and hung it on the coat rack.

"Well since I knew I wouldn't want to go outside again until the snow was gone, I brought some food here."

"Oh good, what'd you bring?" Zuko asked, ushering her to the couch. He took the bag of food.

"Curried potatoes!" she exclaimed, slipping a little in her thick socks.

"Bless your soul, I love curried potatoes!"

"Who doesn't? Curried potatoes, rice, and French fries 'cause I saw it on the menu and really wanted them. And, I imagined you would have wine so I didn't buy any."

"Oh, yeah, I do. I'll go get plates and wine and... ketchup."

"We don't need plates, Lover Boy, we just need utensils. Unless you don't want to eat out of the same container as me-"

"No, no I'd love too! I just forget how cool you are sometimes, not like a bunch of other girls I used to date."

"Just call me Popsicle!" Yori said, flopping down onto the couch. Zuko ventured off into the kitchen. "Do you want to watch TV?"

"Sure," Zuko said, trying to balance the wine bottle and utensils in one hand and the ketchup and wine glasses in the other.

When Yori saw Zuko walk out of the kitchen, she stopped flipping through channels and relieved him of some of the things he was holding.

"What were you watching?" he asked, not quite sure of what he was looking at on the TV.

"Nothing," she said, turning off the TV.

Zuko sat down and poured them each a glass of wine.

"Open," Yori said, holding a forkful of spicy potato over her hand and waving it around Zuko for a second. Zuko closed his mouth around the fork and ate the potato.

"It's good," he said, placing the wine bottle on the coffee table. They fed each other in a chew-induced silence.

Yori reached over for her wine glass. "So, what are you doing at work recently?"

"Just meetings. I swear at my job we have more meetings than anywhere else. We have to have meetings in order to have other meetings in order to make tiny insignificant changes."

Yori giggled, "Wow, sounds like immense amounts of fun! I sure wish I had that job!"

"How about you?"

"Things have been going really well! We've been with the same company for three months now, since October, and we think we might actually get hired by that company full-time. Everyone in my team says we will."

"Good for you!" Zuko said, clinking their glasses together. Yori giggled.

Yori noticed the dark color of the sky behind Zuko's head. "It's night already?"

"No, it's only seven, it's just winter," Zuko said.

Yori crawled over to Zuko and tangled her fingers in his hair. "We can pretend like it's night-" she began.

"No," Zuko protested. "I'm too full."

Yori pouted. "Really?" Yori asked.

"Yeah," Zuko said.

"That's awful!"

Zuko laughed loudly. "I'll make it up to you later."

"With interest?"

"Sure."

"Double interest?"

"Shut up."

Yori's eyes flicked open as she stirred. She looked around and realized that she was on

Zuko's couch. They had fallen asleep there. She stood up, causing Zuko's arm to fall from her waist. She pulled off her sweater and draped it over Zuko's side. She went to the bathroom and then walked into the kitchen for a glass of cold water. She slowly sipped it as she walked back into the living room. She put her water glass next to her still almost full wine glass from last night. Yori squatted down next to the couch and poked Zuko's face.

"Hey, hey wake up!" she said, poking faster. He began to scrunch his face up, causing Yori to poke him in the eye.

"Ow!" she said, jumping up into a sitting position and rubbing his eye.

"Oh, baby I'm sorry!"

"I only have one good eye, you can't ruin it!" he joked.

She smiled and kissed the hand that was covering his eye before she stood. "Oh shut it you're perfect."

"What time is it?" he asked, "We fell asleep at like seven."

"It's six," she said.

"I don't have work today."

"Me neither."

"So do you want to hang out all day?" Zuko asked walking with her to the kitchen.

"Sure!" she said, jumping onto his back, making him carry her.

"Do you want cereal?"

"Nope," she said into his ear.

"Toast?"

"Nope."

"Eggs?"

"Nope."

"Sausage?"

She laughed into his ear.

"Oh grow up!"

"Nope." She kissed him on the temple and jumped down from his back and opened his fridge. She was still chuckling to herself. "Let's have all of that!" she beamed. "Minus the cereal because I really do hate cereal. I'll fry up the egg and the sausage. You make the toast."

He rolled his eyes, "Wow, what a spectacular job! Do I get to do it all by myself? For real?"

"Shut your mouth."

And soon, three arguments, four smashed eggs and eight burnt pieces of toast later, Yori and Zuko were sitting down at his dining table to eat.

"This is the first time we've ever cooked together," she mused, cutting her egg, "It was fun." Yori held out her egg laden fork and fed Zuko. "They came out good, right?"

He nodded. "Stop feeding me your food and eat it yourself Yori. I have a plate of food right here for me to eat from.

She pouted, "But I like feeding people! Just let me, okay?"

"Well aren't you a spoiled brat?" Zuko asked. She didn't respond with words, she just shoved a cut piece of sausage into his mouth.

"Eat your own food!"

"Shut up and let me feed you," she said, getting bored with his nonsense and sitting on his lap. She kissed him on the cheek, and then on the other cheek and then on the lips. It was slow and deep and she wound her arms around his waist. "Just shut up and let me feed you, okay?"

He nodded and opened his mouth. She giggled.

Yori's plate was empty and Zuko's was still full when she was done feeding him.

"Hey, Zuuks, do you want to go outside?" she asked.

"It's below freezing, I don't want to."

"Then let's take a bath!" she said excitedly, wagging her eyebrows like a madman.

"No, I don't want to do that." He shook his head finally.

"What ever happened to double interest?" Yori pouted.

"I'm not gonna take a bath with you. That's weird, and incredibly not sexy. I used to take baths with Azula! It'll just bring back... memories."

She shrugged, "Wanna get drunk?"

Zuko glared at her. "As tempting as that sounds I usually wait until at least seven in the morning until I get drunk."

She kicked him under the table. "Then what are we going to do?"

"I don't know," he said, drinking his tea.

"Fine. Look, babe, I'm going to go take a shower, and I didn't bring any other clothes, so I'm just going to wear your clothes."

"Is that really necessary?"

"I can walk around naked if you'd prefer."

"No. But I might have some of Katara's old clothes in my room somewhere that you could-"

Yori glared at him. "What? Did you just ask me to wear your stupid ex-girlfriend's clothes? I'm going to pretend you didn't say that and that never happened. I'm going to take my shower now and then wear your clothes."

"Have fun," Zuko said.

"Oh I will," she said.

Thirty or so minutes later Zuko was watching TV after starting the dishwasher and cleaning the kitchen. Yori walked from the end of the hallway to the living room and stood in front of the TV.

He gaped at his girlfriend. "Are you wearing my underwear?"

She looked down at the pink silk boxers she was wearing. "They were the only thing that fit me." she giggled loudly.

"Wait-Are you wearing your own underwear underneath that?"

Yori giggled louder and shook her head.

He pinched his eyes shut, "Please keep those."

"Calm down Zuko, this isn't that big of a deal."

"You're wearing my underwear!"

"It's not that big of a deal!"

"Underwear is disgusting!"

"Not your underwear. Your underwear is silk, and they're definitely clean, so that not a problem, and I'm pretty sure you had them dry cleaned." He blushed. "Just make sure when you get them dry cleaned again you have the lady do it twice as well, and get rid of every last girlfriend germ," she said sourly.

He looked at her expression, "You're not really upset, are you?"

She shrugged. "It was all that fit me," she muttered.

"Look, I'm sorry but-"

"Is my phone ringing?" she asked, even though she knew full well it was all the way in Zuko's room at the end of the hall.

"I don't think so," Zuko began.

"Oh, well I think I'll go for a nap. Where can I do that?"

"You can sleep in my bed-"

"Just felt the need to ask," she muttered on her way down the hall.

Yori woke up at three fifteen and had an internal discussion whether or not to get up.

Pros of Being Awake -
More banter, and Agni how she loves banter. She was kind of thirsty. Being mobile. That was always a good thing.

Cons of Being Awake -
Zuko will find something new to be mad about.

That was about it, really.

At three forty, Yori decided the pros outweighed the cons and jumped out of bed. She walked into the dining room to see Zuko doing work. There was a stack of paper strewn all over the table.

"You're up," Zuko said, looking up at Yori

"Yeah," she said. She hovered around the opposite end of the table as Zuko, not sitting, just swaying.

He got back to flipping through papers for a few moments before he looked at Yori.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not doing anything!" she protested.

"I know, sit down. You're making me nervous."

She shook her head.

"Are you really still upset with me?" he exhaled.

She just blinked at him. Once. Twice. And then a third time.

"Look I'm sorry okay?" he stood up and walked around the table to hug her.

As he was trying to put his arms around her, her stomach growled loudly.

He laughed, "What do you want to eat?"

"Nothing," she said, pulling away from him. "I'm not hungry."

"Of course you're hungry! Come on; let's see what I've got in the kitchen."

"I'm not fucking hungry," she repeated in a hostile tone.

"I just heard your stomach," he said, "Come on, I'll feed you."

"I am not hungry. And I want to go home."

"Home?" he asked. "It's still so snowy."

"I don't care. I need to go."

"Fine, just please eat first."

"No. On this, I will not budge."

"You don't have to budge; you're so thin now the wind could just blow you away."

"What?" she said, looking up at him. "What did you say?"

"Forget it, just eat-"

"You're such an asshole!" she yelled. She stomped out of the room and into his bedroom.

She slammed the door before he could follow her into the room. She locked the door and grabbed her phone and her bag and put on a pair of socks, and she couldn't stop crying. Yori pushed the door open and stomped past Zuko to get to the front door, ignoring his protests as she slipped into her Wellingtons.

"Yori where are you going? You're not even dressed!"

"Leave me alone!" she screamed. Yori pushed open the front door and ran to the elevator.

Once she was inside she took out her phone and called Sokka.

"Hey Yori."

"H-Hi," she hiccupped.

"What's wrong? Where are you?"

"Zuko's apartment. Can you please pick me up?"

"What happened?"

"Just come and pick me up!"

"Yeah, I'm gonna call a cab, I'll be there in ten minutes."

"Get here faster, I feel awful just-" the dial tone rang in Yori's ear and she pulled it away from her ear and looked at it. "What the fuck?" she asked to no one in particular. When she got out of the elevator, in the lobby there was a fountain and she threw her phone into it.

"Miss what are you doing?" the man behind the desk asked. "You can't just throw things into the fountain!"

Yori completely ignored him and walked out of the door into the cold. She stood there, even though all she was wearing was a shirt of Zuko's, her thick coat, Wellington's and a pair of thin boxers. Her legs felt like heavy icicles. And she was mad. She was steaming mad. She was mad at Zuko for being such an ass, and she was even madder at Sokka for hanging up on her. What the hell? He knew how she was, and how crazy she could act sometimes and he just hung up on her? There was no way she was going with him anywhere. She only waited out in the cold so she could figure out what to do.

After a few minutes Sokka jumped out of the cab and ran to her.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, taking her cold hand and pulling her to the cab.

"Why did you hang up on me?" she asked, hysterically trying to resist. She flapped her arms and tried her hardest to pull from him.

"It was an accident. I tried to call you back. Your phone was turned off."

"Oh," she said, getting into the car next to him. She wiped her eyes, "I threw it into the fountain."

"The fountain? Really Yori. Agni you're a mess sometimes." Sokka held onto her hands. "You're freezing, what happened?"

"Zuko kept telling me that I wasn't eating enough or whatever, and told me I was too thin and-" she had to stop because there was a lump the size of a golf ball in her throat and she couldn't speak.

Sokka reached over to her and pulled her into a hug. "You want to come over and hang out with Toph and me?" Yori just sniffled in his ear. "Toph might want to eat a lot though, so you might be kind of uncomfortable."

Yori laughed. "I think I'll be fine."

"I'm just glad you're okay," he said as he pulled away. Yori grabbed onto his hand and squeezed it all the way to his house.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Toph asked as Yori and Sokka walked in.

"I slept over at Zuko's house and never got to change or anything," Yori blushed as she walked into the apartment.

"Yeah but you look a mess. Are you wearing his underwear?"

"Oh shut up," Yori said.

"Do you want to take a shower? You can change into my clothes if you want."

"But you're a balloon!" Yori said. Her eyes widening, she indicated to Toph's massive expanse of a stomach.

Toph narrowed her eyes. "I'm going to ignore that, go take a shower."

"Thanks."

Ten or so minutes later Yori came out of the shower and changed into some of Toph's pre-maternity clothes. They didn't quite fit her right since Toph was a lot shorter than Yori, who wasn't really that tall anyway. She walked into the living room.

"You can't eat around her! Just calm down, it'll only be for a few hours-"

"Look," Toph said, grabbing Sokka's sweater collar, "I am carrying your stupid baby, who is hungry all the fucking time, now, when I am hungry, you had better believe that eating will be done."

"It's okay Sokka, I won't go ape shit if she eats around me."

"Good. Now, Sokka go and make me a sandwich."

"Yes," Sokka said, getting up to do exactly that.

"So, what do you want to do?" Toph asked Yori as she sat on the couch next to her.

"I don't know. What do you guys normally do when it's snowy out?"

"Watch movies," Toph said, standing up and waddling her belly to the bookshelf across the room. "Do you want to watch Pirate Radio?" Toph asked as she took it out of the bookshelf.

"Yes!" Sokka said from the kitchen. "That movie is so good; you'll like it, Yor."

"Pirate Radio it is," Yori said.

Toph waddled back over to couch and sat next to Yori. She took her hand as nonchalantly as she could and began to skip the coming attractions and being very upset at the piracy warnings. Once Sokka came back with her sandwich, iced tea and chips, Toph let go of Yori's hand to eat, and Sokka took her other hand.

Deep into the movie, they were all engrossed in the plot when Yori squeezed onto Sokka's hand.

He looked down at his hand and then at Yori, "What's up?"

"Can I have something to eat? I'm kind of hungry."

He smiled brightly at her, "Do you want what Toph had?"

She thought for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yeah, but I might not be able to eat it all."

"That's fine, just eat what you can," and then Sokka left the room to prepare another meal. "Toph," he called over the movie, "Do you want a granola bar?"

"Yes please! Give me the chocolate one with raspberry."

"'Course," he said."Sokka's really nice."

"He got this nice when I got pregnant. I guess it's just because if he doesn't do what I tell him to, I'll just play he baby card. He's been a lot less sarcastic lately too. Pregnancy is the best way to get what you want."

Yori laughed. Sokka walked out into the living room with Yori's glass of water and sandwich and chips. He sped back into the kitchen to retrieve the granola bar.

Yori eyed the heavily laden plate with a defeated expression. She could never eat that-
Sokka took a chip from her plate and ate it.

"You read online about how you can get people like me to eat if they see you eating, didn't you?"

He blushed but didn't say anything, he just ate another chip.

"Okay, okay," she said, mimicking his actions.