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Dragon's prey	By : ajj77sunhawk Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 20843 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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OMG, I am sooooo sorry. I just have been sooo busy with this nasty thing called work and work stress that I have not had the time or the energy to write. Stuff going on – a lot of meetings, planning and decision making. I do thank those who sought to prod me to move, and do credit their efforts in getting this finally done.

Thank you, all you wonderful people for your reviews, especially the commentaries that are invaluable in helping me craft and plan the story.

Oh I finally watched The movie when it finally opened in my country and all I can say is that I ENJOYED it! I think Shamylan did a good job of squishing a whole season into 2 hours, and the guy who played Zuko is a damn good actor (Though I do think HE should have played Sokka and Sokka deserved more screen time) but given the limitations of movies – I LIKED it. :P There I've said it. :)

One thing – my take on why Sokka is so firm. Sokka is a very straight forward person, his emotions are deep and complex and at times confused, but in spite of that - once he makes a decision – Sokka has always been rather straight and clear, he doesn't beat around the bush or dither the way he did when he was younger and he is NOT going to put his vulnerabilities on display. Yes he is in pain, but he is an emotionally STRONG person, who in spite of the cracks has a deep core of self confidence. That is why I write him this way.

Ok proof readed copy be Super Beta BrukleFlesch going up Thanks sooo mcuh!

Okay back to the story.

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Chapter 19 : Resolutions and Beginnings

Katara straightened, the worry and uncertainty still in her eyes. Sokka gently but firmly pushed a rather reluctant Zuko back and strode towards his sister. Without a word he drew her beyond the willow trees, to an area where they were relatively alone. Zuko followed their movement with clenched muscles. Sokka had given him what he needed; now he had to give Sokka what Sokka needed – time with his blasted sister. As long as he could see them, he could handle it; Zuko repeated that to himself like a mantra. He managed to control himself – just.

Brother and sister, in semi-privacy, looked at each other. Once again, Katara's eyes filled with tears, and Sokka drew her into a comforting and familiar hug.

After a while Katara gathered herself and leaned back and glared a little at Sokka. “You could have told me while we were alone,” she said, more than a little embarrassed by how Sokka had chosen to break the news to her. She was his sister, after all; she had some rights.

“Oh! Was I supposed to tell you before or after you attacked Zuko? You broke into the Fire Nation palace, Katara. Technically the punishment of breaking into the Prey's quarters is imprisonment or even death. Zuko was within his rights to be, well, annoyed, and I had to placate his Royal Jerkiness.” Actually, he had to reassure his Dragon, as well – but no way was Sokka going to tell Katara that at this time. “I'm sorry I had to tell you like that, but the original plan – if you had stuck to that – was to tell you privately before the unification ceremony. You did kinda force my hand,” Sokka explained with a grin and a kiss on Katara's forehead to comfort her.

“Uhmm.” Katara pouted a little as she slowly began to relax. Then she raised her head and looked seriously at her brother. “Sokka, are you really all right?”

“Yeah, Katara, I kinda am. I-I…care about the Jerkbender a lot – a whole lot,” Sokka said with a slight blush.

“And you are going to stay with him for how long? Look, I know we made it seem like we didn’t need you around. I’m so sorry you went through that, but…but…it’s not true, Sokka, we need you. We thought you were happy in the South Pole. If we had known you weren’t, there were so many places that needed you. The Four Nations need you, Sokka; the Air Nomads especially it need people who can strategize and plan, thinkers and doers, you. We need you a lot. Aang and I, we are doing so much, for the Four Nations. You could do so much more. Come back with us, many places need you; you don’t have to stay here. You don’t have to stay in the Fire Nation,” Katara pressed. “You can leave with us.”

“No, Katara, I can't. No, it’s not that I can’t – I don’t want to leave, Katara. I am needed here, too, and I can do a great deal for the Fire Nation while I am here as well. But more than that, Zuko needs me and I have made my decision, Katara. I am his man, as long as he wants me,” Sokka replied softly.

“And how long is that for?” Katara persisted unthinkingly, needing reassurance more than anything. Unfortunately it was not forthcoming.

“How long he will need me?” The confidence Sokka spoke with earlier seemed to drain out, and a sense of weary resignation entered his eyes. “I don't know. I don’t know how long he will need me. But don't worry, Katara, I’m the practical one, remember, I don't tell myself fairytales,” he answered truthfully. “Zuko was losing control of the Spirit, and by some strange trick of the universe I’m the one who can keep the Spirit under control and keep Zuko alive. He needs me to drain his excess heat; only I can do it. He really needs me right now, but…but…”—a sad, pained smiled crossed Sokka's face—“but I suspect he will learn how to do that on his own, given time – a few months, a few years – I'm not sure how long it will take, but I know he'll do it…and then...” Sokka exhaled and smiled wryly.
“Well, he won’t need me anymore, and then I'll move on, maybe head to the Air Nomads and see how I can help there. For now, I'm his man, but I know he is the Fire Lord, and I won’t cause problems for him when he needs me to go, so…don't worry, Katara, I am well aware of my position. I am prepared for it, and when the time comes, I'll do what needs to be done and I will be fine.”

Katara stared into her brother’s blue eyes, in which there was a frightening acceptance that almost broke her. Sokka was so willing to sacrifice of himself. Maybe that was why he and Yue fell in love so fast and so powerfully – they were so alike. Both were givers, neither would hesitate to willingly sacrifice all of themselves for the greater good. Katara had always known that about Sokka, so why did that make her so very afraid now?

She did not like it, did not like seeing the strange pain in those eyes, did not like recognizing that she had – even by accident – allowed that uncertainty and pain to take such deep root within her brother. She remembered the look on Zuko's face when he had gazed at Sokka earlier, and her heart and pride sank a little more when she realized that she could not truly heal the wound she had helped cause. And it was not her who had the power to heal her brother.

“Sokka, I misspoke. I-I…didn't mean it like that. I saw Zuko's face earlier, Sokka. It was not just need that was in his face. I think it’s more than that, and…and…maybe…it’s not just need that drives him,” Katara said, desperate to wipe the look from Sokka's eyes.

“Hey, hey! Katara, don't sound so worried. It’s fine, I love being needed. Spirits, the benefits are amazing. Only the best cuts of meat for me these days. Stop frowning, we can't have you getting all wrinkly and ugly before we have a chance to marry you off,” Sokka said with a grin.

Katara gasped at the insult and whacked him on the belly. Sokka played being hurt, and they both burst out laughing.

**

“Errrhm…so, Zuko...ummm… Okay, keeping quiet!” Aang said with a sheepish grin as Zuko tore his eyes away from the silhouettes of the siblings behind the canopy of green to glare at the Avatar. Aang fidgeted uncomfortably in the silence between them. Zuko did not seem very happy to see Aang, and for the life of him the monk could not figure out what he had done to insult the Fire Lord.

The silence was making Aang quite nervous. His nerves strung out, Aang jumped when Zuko suddenly said, softly but fiercely, “You will not TOUCH him!”

“Huh?! Wh-wh-what?” the younger man stuttered out.

Zuko turned to him, his ember eyes blazing hot. “Understand this, MONK!” Zuko almost spat the last word. “Sokka is MINE; you will not soil him with your touch. I have to stand HER hugging him, but until he is wholly mine, you will keep your hands to yourself or I will slice them off!!” Zuko growled. He needed some outlet for his annoyance.

Sweat rolled down Aang's brow as he realized how serious Zuko was. “Okay, no touching Sokka! Yup, no problem, I get it. Err, you don't mean forever, right?”

Zuko's teeth clenched. He wanted to say, “Yes, forever,” but even he knew he would calm down after the ceremony, after he felt more secure. “Until the ceremony. In fact, it may be best if you left and returned just before the ceremony as was ORIGINALLY planned. Otherwise...” Zuko didn't finish the sentence and Aang did not need him to. The Fire Lord and the Fire Spirit were on the edge; their stories and celebrations would have to wait.

Both Aang and Zuko relaxed a little when they heard the siblings laugh. The tension was still in the air, and Zuko's returned full force when the two walked back to the group.

Katara, not even glancing at the Fire Lord, said firmly to Aang, “Sokka has explained a little. We will leave and come back before the ceremony.” Aang nodded and went to prepare Appa. Katara did not look at Zuko, but as she walked past him, her voice was icy as she whispered fiercely, “Because Sokka has asked me to, I will go for now. But I swear! You hurt him, you betray him...and I swear...I will freeze your blood and rip the bloody crystals from your body!”

She mounted and finally turned to look at her brother standing next to Zuko. Her smile was forced, and she waved. As Appa rose to the air she yelled out, “Sokka, remember we love you, and please, please remember my offer, it is always open.”

Sokka nodded, smiled, and waved back. Appa took to the air, and the small group left as they had come—through the gaping ceiling hole.

The watchtower guards, and many others who had joined them to try to see what was happening, all let out long sighs of relief when the Sky Bison left carrying only its original load. Smiles broke out among the guards; their Wolf-Hawk was not abandoning them.

**

As soon as Appa was out of sight, Sokka found himself thrown less than gently on the ground. The irate Firebender with scorching eyes pinned Sokka's hands above his head and lay heavily on the warrior. “What in blazing HELL did she offer you?” Zuko growled. “She wanted you to leave me, didn't she, that bitch! How DARE she?! I swear I'll— Owwww!”

Zuko jerked back, as Sokka had head-butted him in the mouth with sufficient force to break the skin on his lips.

Sokka glared right back at Zuko. “YOU will do absolutely NOTHING to my little sister except be the soul of courtesy! Who the hell do you think you are, calling her such names? You EVER refer to my sister in those terms again and I SWEAR it will take you weeks and not hours to get the soap taste out of your mouth.”

Zuko's anger inexplicably vanished in the face of Sokka's anger, and vulnerability entered the golden eyes. “I'm sorry, Sokka. Please, whatever she offered you…please give me a chance and I'll give you something better. Please don't ummmppphhhh!”

This time Zuko leaned down, as Sokka’s lips had found his in a fierce kiss, sealing whatever words Zuko may have had. Zuko released Sokka's hands, and Sokka's arms immediately went around Zuko, holding him tight as he deepened the kiss. In a surprising move, Sokka reversed their positions so that he was blanketing the Fire Lord. Blue eyes were warm as Sokka finally raised his head. “Zuko, didn't you hear me? I'm yours! There is nothing that anyone can offer me that would tempt me to leave you. I am yours as long as you need me.”

Zuko's hand slipped between their bodies and he curled his fingers possessively around Sokka's semi-erect member. His other hand slipped to Sokka's butt, where he gently ran his fingers up and down the sensitive crack. “Then you are mine—forever! I need you forever. Even in death, you will not escape me. I will hunt you down in our next birth and claim you again and again,” Zuko swore as Sokka's whole being reacted to the possessive words and the two pressed together. Sokka may not have been fully convinced of the oath, but he wanted to believe it. His heart hoped the words were true, and unbidden that hope planted another seed of emotion and conviction deep within the warrior. In spite of his brave words to Katara, a part of Sokka did fear that it was far too late, that if Zuko did someday see him as superfluous, an ever-growing part of him would silently perish.

The small space between him and Zuko was suddenly unbearable to Sokka. He wanted – no, he needed to feel Zuko inside him, to make this man such a part of him that nothing could take him away. Sokka pressed his head into Zuko's neck, his body trembling with need. He began to kiss Zuko's neck and chest, open mouthed kisses that allowed him to consume the rich and smoky taste of the Fire Lord. His hands grabbed at clothing, pulling and tearing it apart. He wanted them off now!

Flames suddenly lapped around them and Sokka paid them no heed. The fire was Zuko, and he was almost sorry when the flames died off, leaving their clothes in ashes. He wanted the fire, he wanted Zuko's flame, all of it! He slid his body along Zuko's, enticing the flames, wanting it. Spirits, how he wanted it! His hands ran along Zuko's sides, caressing his back. Sokka's fingers sought to ignite the flame further. Zuko was writhing beneath him, every inch of skin that Sokka touched seemed to explode. Sokka drained the heat and ignited passion. Usually inert muscles on the Fire Lord's strong frame suddenly became erotic zones under the fingers that relentlessly sought and found ways to make the Fire Lord burn.

Zuko buried his fingers in Sokka's hair as his tanned tormentor made maddeningly slow and wet licks on his cock. Sokka did not take Zuko in his mouth, instead he ran his tongue up and down the stiff member, drawing out copious amounts of pre-cum and saliva that he used to thoroughly lubricate the throbbing penis. Just before Zuko reached his peak, Sokka left Zuko thrusting and moaning in frustrated desire as Sokka sought his mouth for another deep kiss. Zuko's hands immediately sought Sokka's ass and dick once again.

“No,” Sokka said firmly, removing Zuko's hand and placing them on his thighs instead. “No, I am too close, don't touch. I want to cum with you inside me.”

Zuko's eyes widened with wonder; he was as hard as steel, but melting at the same time. “Then take me inside you, Sokka. Ride me, make us one. Now! Please, take me inside you, as deep as you can!'

Sokka raised himself, the smile on his face pure temptation and deep desire, and with taunting slowness lowered himself onto Zuko. They both gasped in unison, their breathing matched and rhythmic. They both welcomed the slight pain, the discomfort that soon dissolved and heightened the pleasure.

Sokka arched his back in ecstasy as Zuko touched that part deep inside him that was the Fire Lord's absolute property. Zuko bucked beneath him in response, and they were joined, so deep, so hot, nothing else mattered. The world went nova around them. Their bodies joined, moving in concert, their spirits entwined, and they reached the peak of orgasm together. They were one.

Warmed by the fires between them, they held each other tight, never noticing the cooling night air. Their naked bodies, entangled in respite, seemed to glow under the silent benediction of moonlight that bathed the now contented garden.

**

The great spirits flew free in the sky, keeping pace with each other. They cleaved the clouds, high above they flew, almost seeming to touch the stars, billions of which blanketed the night sky in the Spirit World. But in this place, not everything was what it seemed.

As the two great spirits flew in perfect tandem and joy, something overhead caught their eye. A star seemed to wobble and lose its place. To the horror of the spirits, the star fell from the firmament. The two spirits watched in awe as the star seemed to come hurtling towards them. The “star” seemed only the size of a medium-sized melon, and it streaked past the two spirits.

The star was on a collision course with the earth, with no way to control or stop its fall.

Without hesitation the Wolf-Hawk folded his wings and plunged after the star. He wanted desperately to save the star, to catch it between his great paws and stop the plunge. But the Wolf-Hawk could not get hold of the star, the force around it was too great.

The Dragon plunged down past the Wolf-Hawk and the star, and from below he raised his great head and roared out a powerful and continuous stream of flame. The force of the flame buffeted the falling star, breaking the momentum. The Wolf-Hawk immediately took the opportunity to catch the 'star' between his great paws for a second before gently but firmly taking the ball of energy between his teeth. The Dragon hovered protectively around the Wolf-Hawk as they brought the fallen star safely down to the earth.

In silent agreement, they streaked back to their cave (formerly just the Dragon's), and the Wolf-Hawk gently placed the fallen star on their bedding. They both inspected their find. The fallen star was flickering, undefined. It was almost dying. The Wolf-Hawk nudged it with his snout, looked at the Dragon, and whined almost helplessly. The Dragon nudged the star as well, without effect. The two great spirits looked at each other helplessly; it seemed all their effort was in vain. There was nothing they could do to save the formless, fallen star. The Wolf-Hawk whined in distress. The two spirits, in accord, curled around each other and the dying star. They would not leave the star until it died.

--tbc---

Ehh, what's this? What is going on in the Spirit World? I wonder.... Ideas would be appreciated. :)

Aang and Katara are very powerful characters, so I kinda have to get them out of the way for now, or there would be too much space dedicated to them. I hope this was sufficient Katara Aang to satisfy you for a while.
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