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Bitter Alliance	By : Looneyluna Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 31138 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter Two –

“I’m sorry, Sokka,” I talk to my brother as though he understands me. I brush his wild hair out of his eyes, being careful not to touch the scar on his forehead he received two years ago.

I shift on the dirty floor next to him, feeling ill. My monthly cycle always makes me feel poorly. I have not conceived Zuko’s child. I have never felt so helpless. Sokka’s fate and mine rests on the fate of another – an innocent child who I may or may not conceive.

Sokka’s blue eyes stare at the ceiling of his cell, seeing nothing. He mumbles occasionally, but it’s nothing I recognize.

Sometimes I wonder if I am doing the right thing, selling myself to keep us both alive. What kind of life is this? Even if I do manage to conceive a child, I have no delusions. They will never allow me to raise it. They will corrupt it. Once born, I will be discarded.

With such a bleak future, perhaps death would be preferable.

“Appa, yip yip!” Sokka shouts, positioning his body as though he is flying the giant bison.

Patting his arm, I lean against him and close my eyes, imagining that I am flying with him.

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“You have failed,” my father hisses. His irritation and the flames behind him rise. “She bleeds.”

Inwardly, I cringe, but not on the outside. I show reverence and bow. “There is still time,” I reply. “We have two more months. She knows the risks. She has proper incentive.”

“You should bed others to ensure my line is carried on,” the Fire Lord suggests.

It is best if I not argue with him. I have studied the science. If I were to bed others, I would not be any use to Katara. Her usefulness has waned in my father’s eyes. “I thought the child must be born of two benders.”

The fire behind my father licks the ceiling as his anger feeds the flames. I humbly avert my gaze and kowtow to him. His demands are unreasonable, his descent into insanity becoming more and more apparent.

“Do not leave the Waterbender’s side until she has conceived your child,” he commands.

“Yes father,” I mumble, backing away as I recognize the dismissive quality in his voice.

As I leave the throne room, I contemplate my next move. My father is right not to trust me. I am plotting to overthrow him, but that is all I am able to do right now – plot.

I make my way to her brother’s cell. I know the path all to well. I visit it often, making certain my orders are followed. Unfortunately, my orders cannot supercede my father’s. I play like I torture him, but I never touch him. She would never forgive me. I doubt she ever will.

I hear her as I approach his cell and I stop at the door, not wanting to disturb them. The palace spies won’t dirty themselves with such common areas, but I still can’t take that chance.

“Do you remember, Sokka?” she asks softly. “Do you remember the time we spent in the swamp?”

I lean against the door and listen to her reminisce.

“Yue,” her brother whispers softly.

I learned while traveling with them that Yue was a Northern Water Tribe Princess that Sokka had fallen in love with. She is now the Moon Spirit.

“I was so sure I saw mom.” Katara carries the conversation as though it is an actual two-sided one. “We’ll see her soon.”

Her voice sounds resigned and sad. Perhaps I have overestimated Katara’s will.

“It will take some time for me to get the poison,” she plans. “I only hope I am not with child by then. I don’t think I can survive the responsibility of two deaths.”

I am shocked as I listen to her plan her and her brother’s death.

“I’ll…” her voice quivers “…make it quick. I promise. Then I will drive an ice dagger through his heart when he least expects it.”

I can bear no more. Listening to her plan is driving me insane. Yanking the door open, it bounces with the force I exert.

She jumps to her feet and takes up a fighting stance.

“I think it best to keep assassination plans to oneself, Katara,” I hiss as I slowly approach her. “They are much more effective that way.”

Sokka snorts in amusement, not understanding the gravity of the situation.

This may be the only chance I have and I seize the opportunity to ally myself with the woman I love. Glancing over my shoulder, I look for spies. I see only a dark hallway, but it does not mean they are not listening.

I stomp to the bureau and pick up the water pitcher, smashing it on the floor in a fit of rage. The water glistens on the floor in open challenge.

“There you go, Katara,” I challenge her. “There’s some water for you to bend! Bend it into an ice dagger!” I rip my tunic open, exposing my bare chest. “Drive the dagger into my heart.”

Her eyes flash, accepting the challenge, but her gaze quickly falls to her brother who no longer has the sense to move out of harm’s way.

I crowd her, grabbing her forearms and pulling her against me. “Go ahead. End my agony! Kill the man who is trying to save you,” I rasp softly against the shell of her ear.

I pin her against the wall, holding her hands above her head. I move against her like an ardent lover in case someone is watching. “I can no longer suffer alone,” I sigh, barely able to hear myself speak.

Katara groans.

“Do you think this is easy for me?” I drop her hands and pull her hips against mine, playing the role of dutiful son. In the shadows, they can’t tell we are fully clothed.

She whimpers.

With restraint, I bite her earlobe. “I try to protect you and Sokka the best I can. The spies never rest. They are always vigilant.”

I moan as if in the grips of passion.

Her nails bite into my shoulders.

A shadow crosses over us and I curse, hastily pulling away from her and “straightening” my clothes. “What is it!” I ask, my voice husky with need.

“Your father wishes to see you,” a voice announces from the doorway insistently.

I send a scathing glare over my shoulder. “Tell him, I am following his orders! I am not leaving the Waterbender’s side.”

“Very well, Prince Zuko.”

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TBC – Isn’t insomnia great? I get so much written in times like these. I hope to post often, but tomorrow is Monday and I have a full week of work ahead of me. Unfortunately, I don’t get paid to write fanfiction. Although, my husband thinks I should. Ha ha! The reviews are greatly appreciated! They really are better than money. You all rock!

Chapter edited for a time line reference 8/1/06. This story is based heavily upon the idea that Sozin's comet came early and set the group back a couple of years. My apologies for the confusion. The next chapter should explain what happened.
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