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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33965 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 117
Zuko continued to gaze at the ceiling after Katara had gotten up. He knew without looking at her she was watching him. He could feel her staring. He could hear the soft thumps of her feet against the arm of the loveseat and knew she was thinking about what he’d said to her. She tapped her foot or strummed her fingers when she was deep in contemplation.
After several hours he got out of bed and padded to the sofa. He shook her gently and waited until she showed signs of being fully awake to speak, “They’ve started doing laundry again. Someone will come for the sheets tomorrow. Will you come to bed with me?”
“No,” she replied brusquely. To her surprise Zuko withdrew.
He waited until she had fallen back asleep to creep back over to sofa. Katara woke up and began fighting as he was lifting her. “Let me go! Get away from me Zuko!”
“I can’t Katara,” Zuko growled as he tightened his arms around her chest.
Katara’s foot caught the edge of the sofa as she bucked to get away from him. She managed to knock him off balance and bit his arm when they bumped into the wall. He pushed her away and Katara immediately ran to the dresser. He tackled her onto the bed and pinned her beneath him.
“Katara please don’t fight! I don’t want to do this I have to!” Zuko begged as struggled to corral her arms.
“Then don’t!” Katara replied as her fist connected with his jaw. “If you didn’t try to rape me I wouldn’t fight you!”
“It’s not that simple!” he replied headbutting her. “Haven’t you been listening to anything I’ve been saying to you?”
Katara’s head snapped back and the room began to swim in front of her. Zuko used her momentary daze to push aside her underwear. He pushed his pajama pants to his hips and rapidly began to stroke himself until he was hard enough to push into her. Katara ignored the clanging in her head and placed the heel of one hand beneath Zuko’s chin and pushed while the other felt along the dresser looking for the object she’d seen earlier.
She flinched when she felt the tip of his penis against her entrance. Her fingers wrapped around something sharp and pointy as he pushed inside her and grunted. She swung as he thrust a second time. Zuko struck back reflexively and Katara’s wrist slammed against the dresser. She screamed and grabbed her wrist as Zuko slid off of her. He blinked back blood as he closed his pants. He was careful to grab her good wrist as he dragged her to the infirmary.
Once they got there Zuko pushed Katara towards the medic on duty and growled, “Fix her.”
“But Prince Zuko! Your eye! You’re bleeding!” the man stammered.
“I know!” Zuko bellowed in return, “Worry about me later. Fix my woman!”
The medic shook his head, “But…”
“Do it!” Zuko yelled. His screams brought the other medics from their nearby bedrooms.
“What is going on here?” Bingwen demanded.
“I hurt Katara. Fix her!”
“Amayu is checking her,” Bingwen said gruffly as he grabbed Zuko’s hand and snatched it away from his face. Only decades of experience kept him from reacting when he saw Zuko’s eyelid dangling by a centimeter of flesh. “Let’s get you taken care of.”
Bingwen kept a running commentary to distract Zuko as he carefully cleaned the wound, “I must say you truly are Fire Lord Ozai’s son and Prince Iroh’s nephew. I have never seen anyone so keen on making a fool of themselves for a woman. I suppose it goes without saying that this is going to hurt but I need you awake to monitor your responses. I am going to strap you down so you do not move and endanger your eyesight. I do not know whether to say you have Koh’s own luck or his strongest curse has placed you on the same path as Miss Katara.”
Once Zuko was secure he continued talking, “As I was saying, your Uncle once became enamored with a beautiful Earth Kingdom woman. He was determined to pursue her even though she was their army’s only general. Are you aware they still have the backwards notion women are not suited to fighting? I’m sure you can guess the pugilistic nature of the woman Iroh decided to woo. His erratic troop movement everyone ascribes to genius were really the result of him chasing rumors of her battalion. I heard she changed her name and retired; probably to get away from your uncle.”
“Not to mention your father,” Bingwen said rinsing his once more as he tied off the suture, “I’m amazed he made it to double digits as many times as he suffered the wrath of your mother’s temper.”
“Sit up and blink,” Bingwen said after releasing the straps holding Zuko.
“It feels like something is crawling on my eyeball,” Zuko replied.
“Good, as long as it feels like that there is no reason to worry. If the sensation changes, come back immediately,” Bingwen advised. The doctor frowned as he saw Zuko reaching to touch his injury, “And Prince Zuko, if you bring your hand any closer to your face I might as well blind you right now.”
Zuko’s hand stopped inches from his face. He frowned, “It itches.”
“So do eyepatches,” the doctor retorted.

Katara closed her eyes as Amayu examined her wrist. After several minutes of prodding she stated, “It’s not broken. Is this something you can fix?”
Katara opened her eyes and nodded. She was glad it wasn’t broken. Healing bone with Waterbending was possible but it was always best for the bone to be set into position before it was attempted.
“I’ll go get some water for you,” Amayu said quietly. She went over to check on Zuko as the basin filled with water and Bingwen began explaining the nature of the injury and quizzing her on the best type of need and thread to use for the suture. She was so engrossed in her lesson another doctor had to turn off the water to prevent the basin from overflowing.
“You’re lucky you didn’t blind him when you sliced his eyelid,” Amayu stated as she placed the basin on the desk next to Katara.
Katara ignored the statement about Zuko. She winced as she stood to get a better angle to lower her forearm into the basin of warm water. She placed her other hand over it and tried not to think of the other area that was in pain.
Amayu watched and when Katara paused she asked, “Is there anything else I can get for you?”
Katara shook her head. Once Amayu was gone she took her wrist out of the water and bent it around herself. The tears fell as she pushed the water between her legs. She had heard Zuko screaming and seen his eyelid dangling as he pumped his filth into her. His crown was still in her hand and she was so shocked by feeling him climax that she had not slashed him a second time. She had a perfect view of his jugular vein and carotid artery.
Katara finished cleaning herself and searched the room for something to wear. It was empty. She did what she could to clean her nightgown and underwear before putting them back on. She pulled water from the air and was fine tuning her wrist when someone on the other side of the door spoke.
“Miss Katara, Prince Zuko does not wish to stay here. He wishes for the two of you to return to your bedroom.”
After several minutes the door opened and Zuko walked in, “We don’t have any clothes here and they don’t have any spares. I figured you would want to go back to the bedroom and get clean.”
Katara wrapped her arms tightly around her body and followed him. She was barefooted. She had not noticed the coldness of the metal hallway until she stood outside the bedroom. Zuko had been in such a hurry that he had not locked it when they left.
She didn’t know what to feel when she walked in and saw the same bloody pillows on the bed but as Zuko predicted the sheets had been changed.
“Now do you believe me?” Zuko asked noticing the direction of Katara’s gaze.
She turned away from it and gathered her things to take a shower.
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