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This is the chapter where Katara is almost molested.
The charcoal pencil came very close to Katara's eye. She closed it nervously and tried not to screw up her face.
"No no no. Like this. Look at me." Azula ordered. Katara opened her eye a crack. Azula was pulling a ridiculous looking face. Mouth pursed, eye lids all the way down, nostrils sort of flared. She looked like a silly fish.
Keeping from giggling Katara made the face. Azula dragged the pencil across Katara's face. Then added some blush and lipstick. She stared down critically. Then added a little touch of lipstick down just on the base of Katara's chin.
"Red really isn't your color. I don't have any blue. That would look much better." Azula said before she stepped aside. Katara stared at herself in the mirror. She looked a lot like Azula. Cute. Pretty. Doll like. She stared up at Azula with a soft smile.
"Thank you Princess Azula. I look lovely." She stood up and bowed. Azula smirked, tapping her chin with her charcoal pencil.
"Of course you do. I did it." She then offered her arm. Katara slipped her arm through Azula's. Cautiously though, like she was sticking her arm into a viper's nest. She was trying her best to be accommodating towards Azula. The little girl was in a good mood today. And Katara was trying to keep that momentum going.
Azula picked up a leash from the bed and snapped it onto Katara's collar. Katara looked down at the latch sadly. Azula still dragged her along. The leash held in one hand, arm around Katara's.
"It's just when we are together. When we you are fetching food and so on you can go off the lead. As long as you don't embarrass me. I don't want Mai or Ty Lee to think that I've gone soft on you."
Azula lead her out of the bedroom and down the hall. The chattering of countless people could be heard all through the palace. The two girls stopped beside a window. They stared down at the milling dozens in the palace parade ground. Katara and Azula both exchanged amazed looks. Eyes sparkling with excitement.
"I've never seen so many people in one place." Katara said. She half hung out of the window. Staring around in delight. It was like a festival. There were women wearing long shimmering robes. There were soldiers milling around in full dress uniform. There were fat merchants, frowning noblemen, giggling concubines, dancers and servants, the crème de la crème of the fire nation society rubbing elbows.
"I can't see Ty Lee or Mai. I see her sisters….Don't talk to them. They have the collective mentality of a lemur bat. Dull creatures, and utterly in love with each other. They bore me. Let us find Zuzu." Azula tugged on Katara's leash. The water tribe girl left the window reluctantly. The view was so glorious. She doubted being down there could be as fun as seeing it.
A young boy ran past the two. He had a strange cap on and a black cape that stopped mid back. Katara did a double take. The servant hadn't even slowed, just held the side of the hallway. His arms were burdened with dozens of pots and pans, all caked with scraps and juice stains.
"He's a servant. Ignore him." Azula explained. Katara nodded, she had not seen a child servant before. She and her mother were relatively isolated from the other servants. She only really knew Hama. She didn't even know that there were other children working in the fire nation palace. Or if they had parents, families, relatives. She felt a pang of sorrow. She had only Zuko and Azula for company. She missed having friends. And being able to spend days with them. The loneliness quickly left her.
She didn't have time for it.
Azula dragged her through a side door and onto a small staircase. They stood on a stage. Right next to Zuko. The entire fire nation royal family were standing before a large black screen. Katara could hear hundreds of voices coming from the other side. She glanced over Azula's head.
They were standing next to Zuko. Who was standing at attention. His hair was combed perfectly. His back ram rod straight. His chest puffed out. His jaw jutting, trying to look like a proper fire bending gentlemen. He had a thin ceremonial sword attached to his waist. Next came Ursa. Who was wearing a low cut but glamorous red robe. A black over robe graced her shoulders. She was keeping her head perfectly still. A giant golden crown was balanced on the beautiful woman's head.
Ursa was holding a leash. Standing behind her and holding a bowl full of oil stood Kya. Katara managed to catch her mother's eye and waved. Kya gave a relieved little smile and blew her daughter a kiss. Katara reached up to catch it, but Azula's hand moved faster and the fire nation princess tucked the blown kiss into her own pocket.
Next was Ozai. He had his hands folded into the folds of his robe. He had a larger sword by his waist. And a small flame held in his eyes. Like he was planning something. Katara didn't look at him too long. He never interested her. He was mean.
Ozai and Lu Ten stood in front of the others. The two men were wearing their fire nation army uniforms. The leather was black and oiled. Their helmets held in their hands. Iroh's chest was heavy with metals. His beard was greased slick and sharp. Lu Ten was smiling. He chanced a glance over his shoulder. All four women instantly smiled and squared their shoulders. Smiling right back. A shared flutter moved around their chests. Lu Ten turned back to the fan. He knew the affect he had on women.
A shuffling came from behind them. Katara glanced back and saw a large pair of red pillars. A shifting golden flame was imposed on both pillar. And sitting between them. On a massive red pillow. Stuffed full of extinct crimson ostrich peacock feathers. Was fire lord Azulon.
The old man's face was in shadow. Katara looked ahead, her eyes down. Her teeth clenched. Her hands balled up into fists. She hated him, with every fiber of her being she fucking hated him.
The talking from the other side of the paper thin divider suddenly stopped. The divider was pulled back. Sliding in on itself. Katara stared in amazement at the massive golden ball room. She counted at least twice the number from the courtyard. With room to spare. The grand diamond chandeliars flickered high above her head. The walls had golden inlay in fantastical designs. Waiters and servants stood at the corners of the room, holding dishes of little finger foods, and jugs full of drinks. The entire room was silent. And then broke into a crushing applause.
Azula stood ram rod straight. Eyes held high. She smiled tightly. Katara closed her mouth and stared around in wonder. She knew that the applause wasn't for her. It wasn't for Azula either. It wasn't even for Lu Ten as much as he deserved it. It was for Azulon. Azulon and all he represented.
The elderly fire lord continued to stare at the gathered horde. If he had any exspression on his face it was unreadable. His long white hair reflected the flames at his sides. He appeared to be made out of fire as well.
Katara hung close to Azula and Zuko as the two wandered through the maze of bodies. Legs towered up on either side of the trio. The entire room was a forest of legs and robes. Katara gripped Zuko's arm tightly, she had never seen so many people in one place before. But Azula and Zuko moved through the room with an ease she admired.
They would be stopped by older royals who would nod or bow or give greetings of good cheer. Katara always stood respectfully behind the two. She never said a word. Just watched respectfully.
"Azula!" A voice crowed out behind the trio. Azula spun around with a broad grin on her face. Katara had never seen the girl look so happy before. A long haired girl came spinning through the crowd. The hair was chestnut brown and in a tight braid, said braid reached all the way past the little girls waist. She was the pinkest thing Katara had ever seen.
The girl slipped on her tip toes, did a cartwheel, a handstand and then scooped Azula up into a hug. Azula grunted and patted the girl's back.
"Hello to you too Ty Lee." Azula said in irritation. Her grin looked a little more strained. A little more forced. A little more in pain. Katara stared at the girl with her big blue eyes. So this was Ty Lee. The girl was cute, her smile was wide, her cheeks were full, and she had a few black earrings pierced in one ear.
A second girl walked up behind Ty Lee. A dour looking girl. Who looked thin, angular, like she was chipped out of ice. Katara's hackles raised and she felt a weird energy coming off of the second one.
"Azula. Zuko." The blank faced black haired anorexic looking girl said. Nodding to one then the other.
"Mai." Zuko said formally. He bowed and Mai did so as well. Ty Lee finally let Azula down with a smile. Ty Lee turned to look at Katara with just as bare faced curiosity.
"Who are you?" Ty Lee said walking around Katara. Looking her up and down. Katara turned to try and keep up with her. The leash starting to wrap around her sides. Katara looked nervously at Azula who nodded her permission.
"I am Katara. I'm their pet. And Zuko's bed heater." Mai stiffened at this and the sound of grinding teeth surrounded the five children.
"So you're the one that Azula keeps on writing us about." Ty Lee said with a smile. Katara stood in surprise and gazed down respectfully. She hadn't known that….That was very interesting…
"You talk about her to them?" Zuko asked in confusion. Azula smirked at him and then turned towards Mai.
"We are so glad that your family were able to attend the party this evening. Tell me is your mother still trying for another child?"
"Against my best wishes. She seems to insist on the foolish endeavor." Mai said as she ignored Zuko as well.
"The fire nation army needs more volunteer's though. Who knows, maybe she will have a boy who would want to join." Ty Lee remarked.
"If he's dumb enough to serve the navy he might as well just join the serving class or the priesthood and save some time." Mai responded in disrespect. A pair of hourglass shaped women stood behind Mai. They had apparently come out of nowhere.
"Speaking of servants." Azula said staring pointedly at the two. Ty Lee gestured to the two.
"My parents bought a pair of earth kingdom twins from a small fishing town. Cute right? Well trained too. They can fetch you anything! You just need to order them to do so." Ty Lee clapped her hands and the two quickly took off.
"But since there are so many of us we need to share them. So I only get them for a few hours on rotation. So they gotta be fast with what I want!" Ty Lee said. Within seconds the twins were back, kneeling and offering Ty Lee a plate of snacks and a glass of juice. Ty Lee chugged one and scarfed down the other.
"Speed. Something that you could learn Katara." Azula said while nudging her little pet. Katara rolled her eyes in irritation. The girl could never seem to just relax.
The party was in full swing. But it was unlike any sort of celebration that Katara had ever seen. There was no one dancing. All they were doing were walking around and talking to each other. Or eating a lot of food. Or drinking a lot of overly fancy drinks. She did not find it very fun.
Iroh seemed to be having a good time. He was already on his fifth jug and he was laughing and slapping his brother on the back. Katara chuckled as she watched the two. They were a comical pair. Iroh giving Ozai some sort of grief, and Ozai attempting to remain aloof and impartial. They were almost like a comedy duo. Except they were both in charge of one of the most aggressive armies in the world.
A woman was standing beside Katara with a collar around her neck. Katara glanced at the earth kingdom nanny for a moment and then away. She found it strange, how many other 'pets' there were in the fire nation royals. Many of them seemed to be from the earth kingdoms. Their hair and skin tone were darker then the Fire Nation royals. Their jaws were a bit more square, they were rather lovely. Especially with their piercing green eyes.
The nanny glanced down at Katara and then both looked away. Clearly unsure who should speak first.
The fire nation royal children and friends were seated at a low table beneath the higher dais. Zuko was between his sister and the Mai girl. Ty Lee was next to Azula. Then there came Ty Lee's sisters. All six of them. Katara could only tell them apart by the accessories that they subtly wore. The bracelets, the necklaces, the small tiaras. Something that you could overlook. Katara could hardly imagine having that many siblings. And not going insane.
Azula held up a snapping hand and Katara scurried forward.
"More juice. With ice." Azula said gesturing towards the empty golden jug. Katara snatched it up and scurried away. She ducked down a few hallways and made for the kitchen. A trio of fire nation serving boys rushed past. They were carrying an entire suckling pig cow, with an apple shoved down it's throat. They didn't give her any attention, fully focused on the task of carrying the juicy looking dish.
Katara's stomach growled in irritation. She hadn't eaten since breakfast. And the food that the royals were eating looked amazing. Her mouth was flooded with drool. She swallowed it back down and scurried to one of the kitchens. The scents and steam filled the room. Women were stirring rice, gathering diced fruit, cleaning vegetables and steaming dumplings. Katara glanced around fretfully. Trying to find a place to refill the jug.
"That way." Hama appeared out of nowhere and pushed Katara gently to the side. "Stick to the sides, keep yourself low. Don't interrupt anyone."
Katara found a serving table bending under full jugs and grabbed the first one that she could. She started walking from the kitchen. She glanced into the jug, noticed there was no ice, and turned to go into the kitchen next door. This one housed the ice blocks.
She grabbed a handful of the ice cubes and plopped them into the orange drink. A man in a high ranking fire nation navy uniform stood in the doorway. His mutton chops were dark brown and full. His chest was barrel like, his hands had black gloves that he slowly eased off.
"Now what do we have here?" He said to himself. Katara stared at him respectfully. Most of the fire nation royals seemed to appreciate her looking at them when they talked.
"Now what might your name be little one?" He said. She gulped nervously. He had closed the distance between them in just a few strides. He was tall, and strong looking, his nose was proudly cut, his lips well maintained, he smelled of oil and ships.
"Katara…my lord." She said nervously. She realized that this kitchen was empty. The ice blocks sat by themselves. Ice picks stuck into them, a few cubes cut out for servants to rush in, grab a handful and then rush out. No one around to see her. Or to see him.
"Katara. That's water tribe. A pity, a fine fire nation name would have been more appropriate." He said. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed.
"I am called Zhao. I work with Lord Iroh. You know who that is don't you?" She winced. The juice jug in her hand felt heavy. And cold, the ice cubes clinked against each other.
"Y-Yes sir." She said softly. Her shoulder's hit the table that the ice was sitting on. He lorded over her. His hand moved down from her shoulder to her arm, then from there to her side. His palm was massive, and reached across her entire side. His pinky reached to her hip, and his thumb all the way to her armpit. His other hand went to her cheek. He gently rubbed his knuckles on her skin.
Katara didn't know what was happening. Just that this strange man was too close, and too large, and he stunk of fire. He grinned down at her. Not a hint of warmth in his look. His teeth clicked savagely at her.
"You are certainly a pretty little thing. The royals are lucky to have someone like you around. I am sure that if I impress Iroh…Well he might just take you along with us if I asked. Would you like that pretty little thing? To come with us on campaign? To see the world outside of these walls? To serve the fire nation army? To service the fire nation army?" He pressed harder against Katara. Not letting her get a word in. The way he said pretty…it was blunt. Like a club. And it cut her, like a knife.
A creak came from the doorway. Zhao and Katara started and turned. Hama stood in the doorway, an empty bowl in her hand, her fist pressed to her chest. She stared, wide eyed and tight lipped.
"We are having a private conversation. Come back later." Zhao said warningly. Hama gazed at Katara, their wide eyes catching the others. Katara's were close to tears. Hama turned and walked away. Her footsteps rapidly receding. Until there was only this man and this little girl. And a bit of Katara's heart broke.
Zhao turned his attention back to Katara. She could feel the ice in the jug. And the ice at her back. Even the juice itself, she could move it, if she wanted to she could will it upwards. Splash into this man's face. Congeal and cover his mouth and nostrils. Snap his neck with a block of solid ice. But….then what? They would find out, they would know. She and her mother….they would be….
His thumb shoved itself into her mouth. Forcing her jaw open. Katara gagged on his skin. His fingernail scraped at the roof of her mouth. She closed her eyes and tried to pull her face away.
"Don't move. To deny me is to deny Iroh. And to deny that fat fool is to deny the will of the fire nation. Don't move, it will all be over soon anyway." Zhao said. His hands were so big that his fingers could hold her jaw in place while his thumb pushed deeper into her mouth. His other hand pressed against her side. He was squatting in front of her now. His breath coming faster, far more excited.
Tears came to Katara's eyes. She didn't know what was going on. But she didn't like this.
"I've never had a water tribe before. I'm going to enjoy this. I'm sure that you will—"
"Zhao!" A voice rang out like a bolt of lightning. He stood up and spun away. For a moment his eyes betrayed terror. Then the mask was back on. And he was a cool calculating creature again.
"Fire Lady Ursa." He bowed formally before straightening up. Ursa stood in the doorway. Hands folded in her robe sleeves. Hama stood behind her. Eyes on Katara. Katara's hands were shaking with terror as she finally caught sight of the two women.
"What are you doing?" Ursa strode forward. Zhao placed a hand on Katara's shoulder, nearly covering her neck as well.
"I was searching for the facilities. This little darling was nice enough to point me in the correct direction." He squeezed her shoulder and smirked a joyless smirk.
"I have need of Katara now. I am sure that you can find your way from here." Ursa said warningly. Zhao frowned briefly and then slid away from the little girl.
"Of course. She has been most helpful." Zhao walked towards the doorway. Glancing back at Katara with those hungry eyes yet again.
"Zhao. You should know this. Katara is property of the fire nation royal family. Any harm to her is harm to us. If so help me I learn that she has been harmed…." Ursa did not turn to deliver this speech. Zhao had paused in the doorway. He glowered at the floor for a few moments before squeezing the doorframe.
"I understand perfectly my lady." He walked down the hallway, back towards the sounds of the party. Hama discreetly exited as well. Leaving a shivering Katara with the royal queen.
Ursa fell to her knees and gripped Katara by the shoulders. Her face a mess of worry.
"Are you alright? Did he hurt you? Katara? Please speak to me." Katara opened her mouth but only a croak came out. She awakwardly placed the jug of juice down. Her hands balling into fists and pressed to her chest. The shivering wouldn't stop. It only got worse and worse. She croaked again and again. Her eyes wide and unfocused. Tears refusing to fall. Tears refusing to leave. Her breath hitched and she finally threw herself against Ursa.
The croaking hitching shivering feeling in her continued. She scrabbled for a grip on the mother. Ursa squeezed Katara back. Her hands gently rubbing at Katara's back. The fire nation woman let out little shushing sounds. Soothing the nervous little girl.
Finally Ursa held Katara out at arms length.
"Where. Show me where." Katara gulped and pressed a hand to her shoulder and neck.
"Here." She ran her hand down her side.
"Here." She brushed the back of her hand to her cheek.
"And here." She opened her mouth and put two fingers in.
"Mistress Ursa…what did he want with me?" Katara asked nervously. Ursa frowned, her face a barely controlled fury. Katara shrunk away, expecting a hit. Expecting a discipline. Instead Ursa gripped Katara firmly by the shoulders.
"Listen to me. Never be alone with that man again. Never let him corner you. If you fear someone, if they make you do….anything like that again you tell me. You are under my protection do you understand? And I will never let something like that happen to you." Ursa pulled Katara in for a hug and squeezed tightly. Katara's shivering slowed….and then stopped.
"Yes Mistress Ursa."
"Katara this is serious. You are to tell me immediately if something like this comes up again."
"Yes Mistress Ursa."
"And also….you may call me mother in private." Ursa said gently. Katara blinked in surprise. Then nodded respectfully.
"Yes miss-Mother Ursa." Ursa stood up and offered her hand.
"Do you wish to rejoin the party? The music will begin soon." Katara looked at the juice jug then at the offered hand. Ursa took the jug. And Katara took the smooth silky hand. Hama was standing in the doorway, she didn't even raise an eyebrow as the two walked past.
Katara's stomach grumbled as they past the kitchen yet again. Lemon cakes with honey drizzle were being baked. And the sweets were filling up the hallway with steam. Ursa paused near a wine cellar and walked in. Dragging Katara with her. Katara looked up in confusion. The room was wooden with large racks of wine and brandy placed in shelves. A table took up the center of the room. Platters of cheeses, fermented vegetables and sliced hard bread sat on bronze plates on the table.
Ursa put down the jug of juice, uncorked a bottle and chugged some. Katara raised an impressed eyebrow. The queen had swallowed a solid half the bottle in three swigs. Next she shoveled some cheese into her mouth. She glanced at Katara and gestured.
"Well? Hurry up." Katara didn't need a second invitation. Four small crunchy bread things were swallowed, followed by a handful of olives, then some soured lemon peels, and finally more gooey string like cheese that had been wrapped around diced fried bacon. The open bottle of wine was shoved into Katara's hands. She stared at it then back up at Ursa skeptically.
"Just gargle with it. To get his taste out." Ursa was red faced and flushed. Her lips strained widely and a little stain on the bottom one. Katara took a pull, gargled and then spat into a small empty glass on the table.
"And a small sip is fine." Ursa said warningly. Katara put the lip of the wine bottle to her lips. The grapey heady taste filled her mouth. She wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"That's plenty." Ursa said pulling the bottle away. Katara retched and ate some more cheese.
"How do grown ups drink that stuff?" Katara asked in irritation.
"Oh its not about the flavor. It's about the suppression. It keeps….memories away." Ursa said with a sigh. Katara crunched on a cracker before taking the jug of juice. Ursa put a hand on her shoulder and the two returned to the party
Katara walked past a few of the earth kingdom nanny's that were milling near the corridor. Some were talking in hushed whispers, probably gossiping about their children and so on. Katara was curious about them. Azula had said that they were in vogue at this time. A popular pet to show off prestige and status. Katara had not seen a single water tribe pet though. Most of the other slaves and servants treated her as if she was something else entirely. And she wondered just what that made her….
"Finally you're back." Azula said scornfully. Katara obediently poured the juice for the spoiled little princess. Azula took a sip and smiled. Katara poured more for Zuko as well. Mai covered her glass and sniffed scornfully as Katara offered some. Ty Lee held up her glass and smiled gratefully.
"You know I've figured it out." Ty Lee said excitedly to Katara. "I noticed that Azula and Zuko's auras are so much livelier! And healthier! It's you! You've turned them both pink! Pink and blue!"
"What?" Azula, Mai and Katara said at the same time. All in the exact confused deadpan tone of voice too.
"Mistress?" Katara asked in confusion. Azula was blushing and shrugging at a loss for words.
"See! Pink!" Ty Lee said gesturing first at Azula and then at Zuko. Who both had small blushes on their faces.
Review. Faster updates for this and other stories if this and other stories get more reviews. Would love to see art work of this or any of my other work. Faster reviews for my other less popular stories means that more updates at a faster pace. Or just more stories like this one.
Also any requests in reviews will probably be ignored.
Also just to be clear. I do not do pedophilia, all characters are aged up in this stuff or aged down depending on the character, no loli, no yaoi, no shota, I don't do watersports (Shit/Piss/fart fetish shit)I don't do stuff like vore or entire bodies getting shoved into places (Shrink play) I don't do blood play or torture (Ball/cock crushing etc) or certain old people, (Yes I am a fucking hypocrite) . Also if you ask for something in reviews that normally means I won't do it. So anyone who asks for that will be disappointed. If you have questions/requests/suggestions PM me instead.
Also have an ao3 account under the same name. and same titles.