I decided to write another drabble today instead of studying. =D

I own nothing but the drabble.

I present a little Jet-Zuko confrontation. =P

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"You have no reason to be angry," Katara hissed as she slammed her apartment door.

"I have no reason to be angry?! You're going out with that, that, douche!"

"You and I are no longer a couple, Zuko. I realize that these past few weeks have been a tad confusing in that respect, but we are not together. You have no right to be angry about this."

Zuko grabbed Katara's arm and spun her to face him.

"You're right, we aren't a couple. And if you wanna date, then go ahead and date. But I am your friend, and have absolutely every right to be angry about your choice to date someone who is a total and complete jerk to you. Do you not remember the time you stayed in my tea shop over night because he left you somewhere?"

Katara could feel Zuko's breath against her face; she could smell his scent and taste it on her tongue through her open mouth. Despite her anger, her body couldn't help but respond. Her heart sped up and she inched closer to Zuko, her chest lightly brushing his. Zuko's eyes fluttered and his heart began to speed up.

"Katara…" he inched closer to kiss her. His lips brushed hers.

A few seconds later, Katara pulled away roughly. Zuko grasped at her, missing her warmth.

"This is exactly why I'm going out with him again," Zuko turned from her. She reached and grabbed his shoulder, but he pulled away from her. "I love you, Zuko. You know that. But, we aren't together anymore. That was your choice, and I'm trying to respect that. But you're in my space now, and in my head," she paused to take a deep breath, continuing quietly. "…and in my heart. Zuko, I have to create some distance between us. If I don't, I won't be able to go to Wisconsin in the fall, not without you. And that was why we broke up, remember? So that I could go away for school?"

Silence fell; Katara chewed her lower lip in anticipation. When Zuko didn't speak, she spoke again. "Please say something."

Zuko turned and pulled her in an embrace, her face burying in his chest. He stroked her hair softly. "I know," he murmured softly. "I love you too, and being this lose to you hurts me so much. And I understand that you want to date someone else to separate us, but Jet? Really? That's my problem. I don't want you dating someone who will treat you any less than perfectly."

Katara giggled, the vibrations rippling through Zuko's chest. "No one but you will treat me like that."

"But they can try," he said kissing her head.

"One date, and if I get stranded anywhere, you can beat him up."

"Oh, well then, I kind of hope that happens."

"Hey!"
"I'll pick you up first," he said smirking.

"Haha, okay." Katara attempted to pull out of the hug but Zuko pulled her tighter.

"Not just yet," he said.

Katara snuggled deeper in her ex-lover's arms,

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"I'm sorry that I left you at the restaurant last time," Jet said, scooting out Katara's chair.

"It is alright, just don't let it happen again." She smiled at him over the wine glasses.

"Of course. Can I tell you something?"
"Sure."
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. You're so gorgeous and amazing."

Katara blushed, "Thank you, Jet."

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Katara closed her apartment door and leaned against it, smiling.
"How was it?" A slightly hoarse voice asked.

Katara jumped and hit the light before landing in a fighting pose.

"Down, Tara, down. It's only me." Zuko said with his hands up.

"Ugh, Zuko, what the hell?"

"Sorry, I had nowhere else to go so I thought I'd stick around. Suki said she didn't mind."

"Oh, okay," Katara removed her coat and put it on the hook next to the door. She walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

"You never answered my question," Zuko said, following her into the kitchen.

"What question?"

"How did it go?"

"Oh, it went well, actually…"
"Really?" Zuko asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I'm as surprised as you are. But he was a perfect gentleman, even did the whole seat pulling out and everything."

"And he got you home alright."

"Yep," she poured herself another glass of water. "I love water, it's so delicious."

"It's tasteless, how can it be delicious?"

"It totally has a taste!"

"No, it really doesn't."

Katara smirked and splashed some water at Zuko's face. He gaped at her and some of the water slid off his cheek and into his mouth.

"Taste that? That's the taste of water."

"I still don't taste anything, but…" Zuko grabbed the water and splashed it on her face, then, before she could react, he brought her to him and licked some of the water off of her cheek. "Hmm, I tasted that…" He licked water off her jawbone. "I tasted that." He licked some water off her throat. "And that." He licked her neck, "And I definitely tasted that. You're right, water does have a taste." He released Katara and walked toward her bedroom. "I'm gonna borrow a robe while my shirt dries, hope that's cool."

Katara couldn't respond, she was trying to get her breathing under control.

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Zuko walked into the classroom and saw Jet leaning against Katara's desk. He stiffened but continued on his way.

"Hey Tara, Jet."

"Hey Zuko," Katara responded smiling.

"Zuko," Jet responded.

Zuko and Jet stared each other down for a few minutes before Zuko turned to Katara and smiled.

"Did you wanna study tonight still?"

"Um, yeah, that works. You can come over tonight around 8?"

"Sure, I'll be there."

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After class, Katara and Jet walked out of the room, Zuko following slightly behind. He caught up and put an arm around Katara. "Let's get lunch."

Jet put a hand on Zuko's chest and shoved him lightly out of the way. "Hands off, bro, I'm taking her to lunch."

"Jet…" Katara warned.

"No, Katara, I see the way he looks at you. Like he knows you or something. He needs to back off, I don't share."

"She hasn't told you?"

"Zuko, no," Katara said, now warning Zuko.

"Told me what?"

"Zuko…"

"We dated in high school," Zuko answered anyway, a gleam in his eye. "And I never deserted her anywhere."

Jet stared from Zuko to Katara and back again. "You're lying. Right Katara?"

Katara sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, a habit she had picked up from Zuko.

"No, he isn't lying. We did date."

"…Well, it doesn't matter, you're not dating anymore." He stared down Zuko. "She's with me now." He put an arm around Katara.

She huffed and walked away from him. "Cut it out, both of you, I'm with neither of you. This is freakin ridiculous."

"I'm sorry, Katara," Jet said. "But if you and I are going to be dating, then you can't hang out with him."

Zuko scoffed. "You don't want to give her an ultimatum, Jet. It won't end well."

"Oh yeah, because you know her so well?"

"Yes, do you?"

"Of course I do."

"Fine then, where does she like to be kissed?"

"Her neck?" Jet asked.

"No, behind her ear, right, not left. What's her favorite color?"

Jet looked at Katara, clothed in red. "Red."

"Wrong, golden. It used to be blue but then she met me and fell in love with my eyes."

Jet looked at Katara who was startled. "Is that true?"

"Y-yes, his eyes, always took my breath away."

Zuko grinned and turned to Jet again. "Where is she ticklish?"

"Waist."

"Wrong, behind her ear, left, not right, and her right calf. What's her idea of a fun date?"

"Sparring. She's a little fighter."

"Correct, one point to you. What's her favorite fruit?"

"Watermelon."
"Nope, pomegranate, it's just difficult to find. You know nothing about her. How can you even think you're worthy of her?"

"Did you know all of these things before you started dating her? Didn't you have to learn them? I can learn them too."

"At least I was willing to admit I had to learn. You already assume you know her. You don't know her. She hates arrogant guys, she hates ultimatums, and she hates over-possessiveness. And here you are the trifecta. You don't deserve her."

"And you do? Why did you two break up if you're so perfect for her?"

Before Zuko could respond, Katara moved between the two boys. "This is over. Go, Jet, I'll call you later."

"You're choosing him over me?"

"I'm not choosing anyone, but I'm breaking this up. Now go, before you force me to say things I know I'll regret."

Jet stared at the ex-couple. "I'm sorry Katara, but this is too much drama for me. I never aspired to be in a love-triangle." And then he walked away.

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I'm proud of everything but Jet's speech at the end, but I wanted to write him off. Enjoy. =)