a/n THANK YOU for all of the reviews! It really means so much to me! Here's a little more to tie you over until my next installment. Again, nothing really sultry, but I'm definitely setting up for something big. ;)
Chapter 3 ~Early Ideas~
-Katara-
Instantly she changed into a defense stance. She bent the water from her concealed water skin into an orb around her and blindly flung the water at
whoever made the noise.
"AH!" someone cried in surprise. The forceful water enclosed them in an icy shell against a palm tree. "Katara! It's me!"
Slowly realization dawned on her and she relaxed her icy grip, bending the majority of the water back into its container. Zuko leaned against the tree,
recovering from her icy blast. She then registered that he was not wearing a shirt and she noticed how the sun reflected tantalizingly off his muscular wet
frame.
"Zuko," she whispered, and then she cleared her throat, attempting to gain composure, "Zuko, I'm sorry about that. Why are you up so early?"
Zuko smirked at her question.
"I thought you'd remember." was all he replied
"Remember what?" she asked, rolling her eyes. The fire prince's smirk was really beginning to irritate her.
"'You rise with the moon. I rise with the sun.'" he explained, quoting himself from their first bending fight at the North Pole. Katara tightened her lips. She did
not like to be reminded of that day. General Zhao killed Tui (the Moon Spirit), Princess Yue returned her life to let the spirit live, but most importantly Zuko had
been her powerful enemy. Out of all the remarks she could think of her pride ruled out.
"You had an unfair advantage. I could easily take you." She stepped off the back porch to move closer to him and pointed her finger so that she was practically
touching his exposed chest.
"Is that so?"
"Yes." She enunciated the word, hissing at the end.
"Alright," he agreed, with the audacity to smirk again, "name your time and place."
"Right now, right here." In the back of her mind, she knew this was probably a bad idea, but she buried that thought and struck an offensive stance.
"No." he declined and looked almost bored as he leaned his shoulder against the palm tree.
"Wh-wh-what?!" she sputtered
"This evening at twilight," he paused, "on the beach."
"What? Why not now?" She asked, finally regaining some of her wits.
"Twilight is the fairest time for us, because it's between night and day. And there's hardly anything I could accidentally catch on fire at the beach." With that, he
stepped away from the tree, walked past her figurine form, climbed the back steps, and went into the palace.
a/n I know, it's so short, sorry! I hope you enjoyed it (anyways) and you look forward to more! Some feedback would be most appreciated.