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Tell Me	By : Kigen Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Slash - Male/Male > Sokka/Zuko Views: 12357 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tell Me

Chapter 2

By: Kigen

Sorry for the long wait. I’m in the middle of moving, and Shaman King has been stealing all my writing time. I was naïve enough to think that this could stay teen rated, then Reigning Fyre talked me into making it R rated. The next chapter will be moved to the M rating. The worse that happens in this chapter is some swearing and kissing I believe. Uncensored version will be on adult fan fiction . net, but nothing too dirty will happen for a while.

Disclaimer: Not mine. I’m not brilliant enough to come up with a poetry showdown as a means of a fight.

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"Zuko, put me down."

“In a minute. We're almost there."

"I can WALK Zuko."

"I don't care."

"What do you mean you don't care! You've been carrying me for the past twenty minutes. If you don't put me down right now I'm going to-"

"Going to what? You can't do anything while you're tied up like that."

There was the sound of Sokka sputtering for a few moment, before a pregnant pause.

"I hate you."

"I know Sokka. I know."

Sokka remained silent, pouting while Zuko carried him (bridal style none the less, Sokka was no bride!) to his campsite. A loud squawk escaped Sokka's lips, when the firebender dumped him none to ceremoniously onto the ground.

"Hey! What was that for!"

Iroh looked up at his nephew as though nothing was amiss. “Zuko, welcome back. And look, you brought a friend with you this time."

“He kidnapped me!" Sokka protested, trying to wiggle his hands free of the bonds.

"I'm going hunting uncle. I'll be back soon." Zuko turned to leave

"Wait! you're just gonna leave me here? You can't even hunt!" Sokka tried to stand up, but was pushed back to the ground with an 'oof' when Zuko lightly shoved his shoulder back.

"You're my prisoner. Act like it." Zuko couldn't help but let the barest hint of a grin pull at the corners of his lips.

Before Sokka had time to say anything else, he found his mouth being gagged by Zuko's lips. The kiss lasted only a second, but it served it's purpose. Sokka sat gaping like a fish until Zuko disappeared from site.

"You-you! Get back here Zuko! I'm not finished with you yet!"

Zuko only grinned as Sokka's enraged screams met his ears, before continuing on his way to find dinner.

Sokka sat on the ground, swearing and cursing Zuko under his breath as he again attempted to untie his bonds. It took only a moment, but Sokka was able to undo the wrist restraints.

"Tea?" Iroh offered as Sokka rubbed his slightly sore wrists.

"Sure, why not?" Sokka sighed, sitting before the age worn general. It wasn't like there was anything else to do except 'escape.' And escaping would have been pretty pointless since Zuko would have just went after him and kidnapped him again. And so help him, he was not going to be carried like that ever again.

"So, was there any particular reason why my nephew decided to kidnap you?"

Sokka sighed, drinking his tea. "Don't ask."

Iroh smiled to himself. Even though he would never admit it, it was nice to see the two boys like that Taking another drink of his tea, he watched the other boy sulk as the two waited for Zuko‘s return.

After Zuko came back (he had actually been able to catch something big enough to make them decently full for once) and dinner was eaten, Iroh decided to go and 'take a nice long sock in a nearby hot springs.’

This, left Zuko and Ssokka all by themselves.

"Explain."

Sokka rolled his eyes. That was Zuko for you; never one to beat around the bush. "I already did."

"Try an explanation that actually explains something to me." Zuko glared.

"It's not that hard to understand. When people of the water tribe decide to get married, they stay married to that person and only that person. And that person, is the only one they'll sleep with."

"That's not what i meant and you know it." Zuko turned, and grasped Sokka's shoulders tightly in his hands. He forced the boy's body to face him.

Sokka stubbornly kept his face turned away.

"Why did you freak out when I touched your necklace?"

"None of your business."

"I'm making it my business." Zuko grasped Sokka' chin in his hand, and turned his face forcibly to his own. "Tell me." Zuko's breath puffed softly against Sokka's lips.

Swallowing nervously, Sokka closed his eyes.

"No."

It didn't surprise him in the least when Zuko's pale lips met his own dark ones. He wrapped his arms around the fire bender's shoulders, opening his mouth to Zuko's questing tongue. Zuko's hand slide slowly along his shoulder, down into the folds of his shirt to caress across his bare chest.

Pulling away, Zuko asked, "Why?"

"Because…” Sokka pulled the top of his shirt back over his shoulder. "It doesn't matter."

Zuko was fuming. While his temper was something he was getting better at controlling it still had the habit of getting the better of him sometimes.

"It does matter if every time I touch your necklace, you flip out!" Zuko shouted, standing up.

"You shouldn't be touching it anyways!" Sokka yelled right back.

"So I can touch your chest and kiss you, but your neck's off limits! That doesn't make any sense!" Zuko shouted

"Because you're not part of the Water Tribe! You're Fire Nation!" Sokka shouted back.

"I'm not fire nation anymore! And since when did you start caring about that!" Zuko grabbed Sokka by the shoulders, slamming his back into a tree. Why did Sokka bring up subjects he knew that Zuko was so sensitive about?

"What? Did I hit a sore spot?" Sokka spat.

"That. Doesn't. Matter." Zuko ground out between his teeth. "Just tell me what's going on."

"Why should I? You don't tell me anything about your past. Why should I tell you about Water Tribe traditions?"

The two stood there, staring the other down. Their chests were heaving with labored breaths as though they had spent the last five minutes physically fighting instead of simply screaming at each other.

Iroh choose that moment to return (not that he was waiting and eavesdropping or anything, he would NEVER do that). "Ah, you two look like you're having fun." Iroh smiled, settling down near the fire.

Sokka shoved Zuko away from him and plopped down on the other side of the campsite.

Zuko turned and crossed his arms, pointedly not looking at the Water Tribe boy.

Iroh looked at the two and smiled. The innocence of youth. Iroh wasn't sure if he missed it or not.

"The hot spring is empty now, and you two look like you could both use a nice, hot soak."

"ZUKO, can go ahead and go first." Sokka told Iroh. “I’ll stay here until he’s done.”

Zuko rolled his eyes, sometimes the boy was so childish.

"It's getting dark, and you don't know the area Sokka. You could get lost. Why don’t the both of you go together?" Iroh suggested.

“I can wait. Why would I want to go with him anyways?"

Zuko groaned. Why oh why? Of all the people in the world, did he have to choose such a stubborn, childish, idiot?

"Hey? let go! What do you think you're doing!" Sokka yelled as Zuko grasped the back of his shirt and began dragging him along the ground.

"Stop being stupid and just come with me." Zuko yanked Sokka especially hard so he was jerked to his feet.

"Ow! At least let me walk you jerk! Do you find some sort of sadistic amusement in dragging me places I don't want to do?"

Zuko smirked. "Yes."

"YOU ASSHOLE!"

Iroh sighed wistfully, warming his tea. Oh how he missed the innocence of youth.

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Sokka stripped down to his white loin cloth and necklace, pointedly ignoring the fire bender.

"You're still wearing your underwear?" Zuko asked from only a few feet away.

Sokka twitched. "Yes I'm still wearing my underwear." Sokka said turning around. "What's it to- Dear spirits! Put your clothes back on!" Sokka shielded his eyes and turned the other way. He was blushing madly.

"It's nothing you haven't seen before. We were both boys last time I checked."

"Oh, spirits. There's something called modesty. Ever heard of it?"

"Try living on a Fire Nation ship for three years. It does wonders for your definition of modest."

"Whatever." Sokka sank into the water, still pointedly looking everywhere but Zuko.

"You do you normally wear clothing while you bath?" Zuko asked.

"That's something else that goes into the 'none of your beeswax' category." Sokka pouted. He stiffened, when he felt a hot, wet hand on his back.

"You're still wearing your necklace too." Zuko noted, his lips touching Sokka's shoulder.

Sokka squirmed. The only places Zuko had kissed him before were on his face. This, he wasn't used too. The shock wore off quickly enough.

"Don't try and kiss and make up now!" Sokka spun around, and found himself chest to chest with the fire bender.

"You want to stay pissed at me?" Zuko questioned.

"That was my general plan; along with ignoring you and calling you names behind your back." Sokka tried to pull away, only to have Zuko capture his wrists. "Will you let me walk two feet without grabbing me or pinning me or something?!"

"I will when you stop being an idiot and stay still like you're supposed to." Zuko held onto his wrists for a few more moments before letting go and settling back into the water.

Sokka glared at the fire bender, but sat down as well. He would NOT let Zuko get the better of him, and he would NOT let him intimidate him.

"Sooner or later Aang and the others are going to come and find me." Sokka pointed out.

"Tell me about these water tribe rituals you keep going on about and I’ll let you go." Zuko shot back.

"You know, most guys take their partners out on dates. Not mine. Mine has to KIDNAP me and hold me hostage from the avatar."

"Partners? Don't you mean boyfriends?" Zuko smirked at Sokka’s wording.

"Stop smirking at me you bastard!" Sokka stood up. "Whatever. I'm done." Sokka tilted his head to the side with Zko's sudden, slight blush. "What?"

"You do realize that white turns transparent when it gets wet, right?"

Sokka's cheeks flushed dark red. "Bastard!" Sokka would not slap him like a girl. Sokka would not slap him like a girl. Sokka would not slap him like a girl.

"You didn't know?" Zuko’s smirk widened into something that could easily be mistaken as a leer.

Screw it.

The hot springs filled with the sound of flesh hitting flesh, as Sokka stomped away. The younger boy pulled on his clothes, not even bothering to dry off.

Zuko raised his hand to his red cheek and sighed.

This wasn't going the way he had planned it to at all.

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Thanks for reading, and please review.

Ja min’na-san.
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