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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33524 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 143
Twenty nights and two ports later Sokka still had not seen Katara. No one had. He’d asked everyone: the burly twins, the skinny veterinarian, the stable hands, the kitchen workers who brought his food, the guards who took him to shower, Commander Huang, everyone. Ty Lee burst into tears when he asked her. She cried as she admitted had not seen his sister and that her whereabouts even puzzled Azula. Zuko refused to talk about her. He walked away when anyone asked about her or the evidence of sex in Zuko’s dirty laundry.
Sokka did not find that reassuring. If Zuko was only using his sister for sex she could have been very easily replaced; all women had an opening between their legs. He found himself wanting to believe Zuko really did care about Katara. Vaginas were interchangeable but a woman was not. There was only one Katara. If Zuko really did care for as he claimed he would not have let go of her so easily.
But then again he’d cared for Yue and shortly after her death he gave his virginity to Suki. Shortly after sleeping with Suki he’d played around with the girls in Ba Sing Se. He cared for both Yue and Suki, possibly loved them but at the urging of his hormones he had moved on very easily. He and Zuko were close to the same age. It was time to face reality – his sister was gone.

By the twenty-fifth night Sokka was beginning to question if the way he reacted to Commander Huang was only a matter of proximity and instinct. He had gripped the older man’s hips and thrusted when Commander Huang sat on his dick and rode him. The way his body behaved was becoming something his upper head could not accept.
He was becoming something he could not accept. Sure there were men in the Southern Water Tribe that were married to each other and shared a wife but…
He liked women. He loved women. His time with Yue had been brief but perfect. His time with Suki had well…there were no words to describe how warm, wet, and divine her koalaotter felt. And those two girls from the poetry society in Ba Sing Se had both proven wordsmiths had superior lingual dexterity…but… he’d reacted strongly to being inside the other man’s anus.
Sokka was full of doubt when Ty Lee took a different route. She’d been talking to him a lot lately now that Katara was gone. No, actually she’d always talked him. Even when she was blocking his chi so Azula could capture Aang she would say he was cute and try to make conversation. She had even asked Katara if he had a girlfriend under similar circumstances. They were in one of the vents, Ty Lee had realized he’d started to figure out the lay out of the ship and added the ventilation system to her routes when he decided to test it. To see if he really did like women; if those times with Yue, Suki and those two girls were the fluke, after all he’d only been with them a maximum of two times. He’d been with Commander Huang several times that and each time he…
To his surprise Ty Lee didn’t block his chi or scream when he kissed her. She kissed back then took two lefts and opened one of the grill covers in her bedroom. She didn’t stop him when he removed her clothes, climbed on top of her, inside of her, and validated his manhood.
She said it would be their little secret. No one would know. He was starting to look forward to his time with Commander Huang, his time with Ty Lee always immediately followed. Katara was gone. Aang wasn’t speaking to him. Sokka wasn’t sure if he was pissed off that he no longer saw her as purely an enemy or grateful the Fire Nation girl gave him a reason to exist.

Katara didn’t see the masked man or anyone else for three days. The goose he’d killed was gone and so were most of the vegetables. She was debating which room to set on fire would give her best chance of escape when she heard several cracking sounds and a key in the door. He was back.
As soon as the masked man walked in the door she began yelling, “Why did you leave me?”
He didn’t respond.
“What if I would have gotten sick or someone had broken in? Whatever you gave me is still interrupting my chi flow and I can’t bend. I could have died here!” she screamed.
He didn’t respond.
“You make me sick. I hate you!” she screamed at the top of her lungs while throwing a bowl at him..
He turned to walk out of the door, but Katara stopped him by grabbing his hand, “Is that why you left? Because I said I hate you? Because I hurt your feelings? What about mine? You kidnapped me and left me here. I don’t even know who you are or where I am or if I’ll ever see my family again. But you’re leaving because I hurt your feelings? I don’t have that option.”
He grabbed Katara’s arm and shoved her out of the door before closing it. She was shoeless, penniless and half dressed but she walked around the cottage to get her bearings. It was isolated but she could see a town in the distance so she headed that direction. She walked for several hours but it didn’t seem to get closer. She didn’t see another person or any directional markers. It would be dark soon so she turned around and headed back the direction she came from.
At least that was one guaranteed source of shelter.
When Katara arrived she knocked on the door but it went unanswered. She continued knocking then screamed and begged to be let in. No one came to the door. She sat on the doorstep crying. She began to shiver when the sun went down and starting beating on the door again but he still would not answer. Katara searched the yard until she found a stick large enough to be used to defend herself if she were attacked by an animal and huddled against the door once more. Despite her best efforts to stay awake the walk from earlier and nighttime child began to take its toll on her. She fell asleep.
The next morning Katara awoke to find herself blindfolded, chained and being carried. She was drugged when she started to struggle. This drug was different than the other’s she’d been dosed with. She recognized the taste as one used in her homeland to ease aching muscles and induce sleep.
She pretended to be asleep long after its effects wore off. The person she was with never said anything but she was starting to feel the pull and push of water.

MsScarletTaylor: Yes it is. Don’t forget he is very persistent.

Arraye: Thank you for your feedback. Zuko hasn’t figured out who Ozai’s eyes are on the ship because it could be anyone. The sheets went missing while they were not in the room so he changed the locks on the door so no one could get in. Now the stewards come in while he is there but he doesn’t know if they are reporting back to his father or if they are giving them to another person who reports back to him. Your other questions will be answered later.
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