WARNING, WARNING- RANT

Hey there you awesome readers! Another chapter. WOOT! I need to crack the whip on my uploading, it's so slooooow. I also need to read over my chapters again and again, finding all those spelling and grammar mistakes... ug, I hope you can forgive me! I feel so bad for making you wait so long just for mistakes... You all vaguely know what I'm trying to type any way, so hopefully it's all good!

I've been at the Toffee-Crisp chocolate bars and midnight hours... buwahahahaha...

So, previous chapter. You can all take a guess at what's going to happen. I'm not that mean... or am I? I did put our little hopelessly alone and drugged Zuko into such a scenario... why not work it? Because, somebody requested I show mercy. You know who you are! Haha! But seriously, just wait and see.

I do read ALL reviews, I'm just too psyched to reply and you might end up with a reply something like this.

SORRY, RANT OVER!

Warning: BoyxBoy love, gay, YAOI, shonen-ai, some swearing... I suppose not for the faint hearted... nah, it's not that hot.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story. I do not own ATLA etc. Story line is mine. Buwhahahaa.

For now, my pretties... ENJOY! XD

Even in such a drugged state, Zuko managed to pull at his muscles, desperately trying not to fall too numb or limp.

"Mm...Get off...me..."

The burly man grunted disapprovingly at the young teens ability to still move.

"Looks like he's not a sleeper..." He growled.

Another shadow came over to the man between Zuko's thighs.

"Why don't we give him some of that stuff we got from our last client. You know..."

He began to snap his fingers, trying to remember. The burly man chuckled, obviously pleased with the idea.

"Oh yeah. That horny pill... give it here."

The scarred teen tried to lull his head away from the man, but his actions were getting slower. The man chuckled again, sliding the pill onto Zuko's tongue and firmly holding his head back, pulling his black hair harshly when Zuko didn't swallow.

"You better swallow, boy..."

He didn't and the man poured water down his throat, holding Zuko's mouth shut and making him choose between drowning or chugging.

The pill slipped past his tongue defences and into his body. He felt the pill bubbling away as it went down his throat and already he felt strange. Stranger than having been dosed on the previous drug. His body burned, his skin growing pink and flush. It some what counteracted the other drug since his ability to move grew less sluggish, but it was all still flimsy as if he had no control.

And still, all that was on Zuko's mind was escaping, even though that thought was quickly being overrun with an intense need for pleasure. As he tried to rock out of his compromising position, he only made his situation worse when the man clenched down on his thighs harder.

Zuko unwillingly cried out, his head whipping back.

"Aaaah..aaah!"

One man holding his arms covered his mouth and soon Zuko felt a cloth being tied about it to shut him up.

"Wow, that stuff really works... look at him!" One man commented excitedly. Another let out a loud breath.

"Shit. I need to take a piss before I get hard..." With that, Zuko mildly heard foot steps crunching off into the woods.

The burly man damn near giggled in excitement as he pulled at the front of Zuko's trousers.

"This could be interesting-"

There was a brief shout from a distance. The man paused and looked over his shoulder.

"Who the hell was that?" He asked fiercely.

Zuko could breath easier when the man stood up, but that relief was turned into something else and it rushed through his entire being in a hot flush.

Suddenly all of his skin was a thousand times more sensitive than usual. Just the tiny breeze which rolled along the forest floor blowing over his cheek had it burning and he moaned through the cloth.

"Uhn...ah..."

One of the guys holding his arm yanked it to shut him up but that didn't help anything. The pleasure from just his muscles moving was so intense it hurt and he yielded to the pain, groaning helplessly as he fell onto the guy.

"Nnn!"

Slowly but surely, all the men dispersed about the tree, eyeing into the darkness and trying to see where their pissing companion had disappeared to.

Eventually, the only men left were the two assigned to holding Zuko. One looked around cautiously, eyeing every bush and branch before he too got up, heartlessly letting Zuko drop the the floor.

"Nnnng-...!" Zuko grunted while the other pulled him back up.

"Stay here. If something happens, take him and go back to base." Said the one standing. Zuko watched through still bleary eyes as the man went into the shadows. The one left holding him waited until his companion had gone before moving and putting Zuko up against the tree.

He hummed excitedly, but also nervously as he rushed to untie his belt.

"I might as well get myself some before they come back. Don't want to waste a perfectly good horny hole when it's lying perfectly open for me, right kid?"

He shoved Zuko's legs apart and crawled up so his crotch was against Zuko's still clothed lower half. Zuko's cock bulged unwillingly in his trousers in response to the forceful friction and he screwed his eyes shut, tossing his head to the side.

"No..." He ground out weakly, the request coming muffled and exhausted. His chest felt heavy as he tried to control his breathing.

"Don't worry, this means you'll get some too, that drug should set you off at least four times..."

The man chuckled.

Zuko's head was heavy, the previous drug obviously still more in effect than this horny one. Blurred and blushing, Zuko could barely make out the man before him. The strangers fingers pried apart his clothes and even though Zuko felt angry and hated this person... his body reacted so sensually to every touch.

He felt like crying. It was just too frustrating as the man lowered his head to Zuko's vulnerable neck as his hands travelled down to the scarred teens trousers.

"Just relax." The stranger cooed, and Zuko raised his voice as loud as he could in protest, trying to get away any way he could.

In annoyance, the man punched him very hard, instantly bruising his right cheek. There was a rather masochistic trait to this aphrodisiac; any contact with Zuko's skin sent him into a world of both pain and pleasure. Any painful throbbing was quickly morphed into an intensely delightful pulse. The stranger growled as he tugged harshly at the hair on the back of Zuko's head.

"Don't temper me boy! We can sell damaged goods too!"

The man pulled Zuko's limp legs up until they were comfortably over his hips when there was a chorus of shouting in the woods.

Every cry was either filled with pain, surprise or anger. The man stopped instantly, his head snapping around to look over his shoulder. Out of the woods sprinted a figure. Too fast to see very clearly in the dark.

Zuko was thrown to the side when the man between his legs was kicked in the side of the head, sending him flying across the forest floor.

The injury on Zuko's cheek hit a root and sent the bruised area into a delightful but painfully pulsing frenzy.

The man stood back up, stumbling for a moment. He got up just in time for this figure to punch his teeth out, the small yellow calcium deposits flying into the grass, never to be found again. Bloody mouthed and confused, the man held his jaw and cried out in pain.

The figure was fast to move in for the kill. Grabbing the back of the guys neck, he kneed the man in the stomach and then cracked his face off of the truck of a tree. Then, as the man tried to crawl away grunting in agony, the figure smacked down on his back with his weapon.

The man collapsed to the floor with a weak whine of pain but still desperately tried to escape, pulling his way along the forest floor away from the attacker.

The figure slowly walked up to the man, as if mocking how slowly he was trying to escape. Then, he snagged the back of his hair and tossed the man over only to stand on his chest very firmly as the man shook in fear, gazing up at the figures face.

"Think you can hurt any one? Do as you please?" The voice came dark and fierce. Completely unrecognisable on Zuko's behalf. The man shook his head and whined. "No! No-no-no!"

The figure stomped down on the guys chest and he cried out. That cry was cut short as the figure swung with their weapon. The perverse man was no longer going to be a problem for Zuko, but this new stranger could very easily be just as dangerous.

The figure then made their way over to Zuko, feet sluggish as they dropped to their knees before him, sheathing his weapons in his belt. Those hook shaped weapons... The figure took Zuko's broad-swords and sheathed them with his own before warm hands rolled the scarred teen into a bridal style hold.

Zuko's head rocked towards the figures shoulder and he inhaled. Such a familiar scent. Suddenly, his entire body shook with relief. That warm, familiar scent belonged to none other than Jet. Apart from the oh- so- noticeable waft of blood on his clothes accompanying that wonderful aroma, which made Zuko feel a little nauseous.

Off Zuko was carried, into the woods and in the safe haven of Jets firm hold.