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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33555 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 131

When Katara finally admitted to waking a few hours later Zuko took her to the medical ward. Dr. Bingwen took several cultures during the examination and asked multiple embarrassing questions. When it was over he told her to return when her cycle ended but before she and Zuko resumed any sort of vaginal sexual activity.
The sun wasn’t down yet so she asked Zuko to take her back into town; she needed to pick up a few things at the market. She made her purchases under his watchful eye and picked up a few things for Aang, Sokka, and Toph. Aang and Toph may not understand what she’d left to them, but Sokka would be able to explain it.
Zuko remained mostly silent until she selected a tea set. He ran his hands along the delicate set and spoke quietly, “Uncle Iroh would love this. It has a mortar and pestle to properly awaken the oils before steeping, filters with different size holes, and one of these things whatever it is for. I should have paid more attention to his words and been more respectful. I would know what this thing is called and why it makes hot leaf juice taste better. ”
Katara smiled sadly when he said that and placed her hands next to his on the tea set. This would be their parting gift to Iroh, “We should give it to him as something to always remember us by.”
“That would be nice,” Zuko murmured as he leaned down to kiss her forehead. He didn’t notice the odd phrasing of her words, only that she had spoken as if they were a real couple.

They left town before it got dark and arrived in time for dinner to be served on the Ursa. Katara didn’t eat any of the rich meal that was brought to them claiming stomach upset due to her menses. A few hours later Katara meticulously ground her teas telling Zuko him that a fine powder was better to ease the pains of a woman’s moon time, while leaves were better for contraception. He opened the porthole when she asked and watched in amazement as she pulled in a fish along with the water.
She purified the water and directed it into the tea pot to soak the a portion of the ground leaves. She cleaned the fish with his dagger then dumped the offal in a basin. She asked Zuko to request some leftover form of rice and an empty pan when he called for a servant to remove the basin. Fan sent two bowls of plain rice, the pan, a few seasonings, two plates and chopsticks.
Katara omitted all but a little salt then placed the fish in the frying pan. She told Zuko to summon a flame in his hand then held the pan over it. He was about to protest but then remembered his uncle’s teachings: it is a true test of Firebending to sustain an even flame over a period of time long enough to cook something without burning it. More importantly only a fool refuses a beautiful woman offering to feed him.
When the fish was done she served Zuko before taking her own portion. By time they drank the tea their stomachs would still be digesting the fish so it should be absorbed along with it and maybe the poison’s effects wouldn’t be noticed as quickly.
“Katara it’s delicious,” Zuko said in amazement, “I didn’t know you could cook.”
“There are a lot of things you don’t know about me,” she replied cryptically.
“I would like to get to know you better,” Zuko said honestly.
She scoffed, “Haven’t you been listening to my brother? I’m a traitorous whore. I bring nothing but bad luck to men.”
Zuko lowered his head. Today’s executions were necessary to discredit her and divide the Avatar’s supporters. He wanted to tell her that her friends had escaped and the two men they had put to death were convicted criminals but it would ruin everything. “Katara, don’t listen to him. He’s just angry. In time he’ll forgive you for whatever imaginary offenses you’ve committed.”
Katara nodded. His death would go a long way towards earning that forgiveness. She talked to Zuko a while longer before he decided to get ready for bed. She asked him to heat the water in the teapot to a boil before taking his shower. He happily complied. While he was in the bathroom she placed some of the ground teas in the pajamas she planned to put on then stirred the tea, circling the water around so they absorbed all of the leaves potency.
When Zuko came out of the shower, she asked him to reheat the water. After showering she removed the poison she’d hidden inside her night clothing and mixed some of the ground leaves with her toothpaste. She brushed her teeth with the poison then rinsed her mouth with it. She mixed it in with the lotion she’d purchased and rubbed it on her lips, neck, behind her ears and breast – all of the places Zuko would most likely kiss. She placed the remainder beneath her tongue.
When she returned to the bedroom she drank the tea and lay down beside Zuko. She was already starting to feel lightheaded when he started kissing her. She slid her tongue into his mouth and kissed him passionately. She dug her fingers into his hair pulling him in deeper. She rolled her tongue on top of his so his frequently dipped into the well of her mouth where she’d placed the poison.
As she predicted her lips didn’t hold his attention and his mouth took the path she predicted he’d follow. She wrapped her arms and legs about his body and writhed against his erection instinctively as he took one of her nipples in his mouth. He had made his way up to her neck when her movements stopped.

Zuko’s mind was foggy, but he knew something was off about the situation. “Katara, wake up and finish me,” he slurred. “Please touch my dragon. I’ll make it up to you when your moon time is over.”
“Katara …” Zuko trailed off when he noticed all four of her nipples were looking up at him. He tried to push himself off of her and stumbled. “I don’t feel so good.”
“Katara…Katara, are you okay? Katara?” Zuko rolled off the bed and staggered to the door and mumbled, “Help. She’s not saying anything.”
The steward who was walking by didn’t understand what he was saying. He only saw how badly he was sweating and shaking. “Get the doctor. Get the doctor, the prince! Get the doctor!”
Amayu was in the kitchen so she was among the first to hear the call for help. She ran to Zuko’s room and smelled the poison on his breath.
“Get in the shower. The hot water will make the blood rush to your skin and slow the spread of the poison to your organs,” She ordered wrapping his arm around her shoulder to help him.
“Katara,” he muttered pointing at her.
Amayu turned. The girl was on the bed and her breathing was ragged. “Let’s get you in the water and I’ll take care of her,” she said helping him to the shower and turning on the hot water.
She then picked Katara up using one of the standard carries taught to all military personnel and set her in the water along with Zuko. The steward had stopped screaming for help and Amayu assured everyone who came to the door everything was fine. Zuko was just concerned he’d broken his toy trying something new during her moontime; most of them made assumptions and walked away laughing. When the commotion died down she sent him to fetch Bingwen.

Arraye: Thank you for your feedback. It makes me happy to see how involved with the story. I hope this chapter answered your question about Haru and Tyro.
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