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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 Three –

I hear every tick of the clock as it marks my time in this hell. Days have past since Zuko came across me in Sokka’s cell, plotting to kill his father. He still doesn’t know. It is his father’s heart I wish to drive an icicle through, not his.

No matter what Zuko has done…what he continues to do … I could never kill him. There was a time that I loved him. There was a time that he loved me. Those times are long gone.

I am conflicted, his behavior and words befuddling me. For a moment in the cell, I thought I saw the old Zuko – the one who had begrudgingly befriended us all, the one who had become my lover. I was obviously wrong.

These last few days have been a torment for me. True to his word, Zuko has not left my side. He follows his father’s orders like an obedient son. We have slept together like brother and sister, hardly touching and barely speaking to one another.

He pretends with me now, no longer forcing me to accept him. His actions confuse me. Is he toying with me? Setting me up for something even more horrible than what has already been?

Covertly, I watch as he writes letters of business. Tonight, he will have me. The moon is full, my monthly cycle of fertility at its zenith. I shall lie there and try to relax. I hear it helps when trying to conceive. I must allow his touch to save Sokka.

There were times I craved his touch. Even then he would tease me and make me beg.

The rarity of a bath was something special in those days. War raged around us, but we found the time for such a novelty.

As always, Zuko left the group, walking upstream for some privacy. His uncle was the same way often bathing after everyone else was finished.

As Sokka, Aang, and Toph splashed around like demented otters, I stole away, my curiosity getting the better of me.

I watched Zuko bathe, hidden in the reeds and jealous of the water as it poured over his body. He ran his hands over his body, rubbing the grime of days of travel away. As he went through the motions of cleansing himself, I did not notice him getting closer.

“Would you like to touch me, Waterbender?” he taunted, pushing the reeds to the side and discovering my voyeurism. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into the open.

I fought him at first, ashamed of my curiosity and embarrassed that I wanted to feel his touch.

As I settled against him, it was as though he could not catch his breath. His breathing was ragged and his flesh was hard.

“Are you curious, Water Tribe girl?” he mocked, rocking his naked flesh against my thigh. “Do you want to know what a man’s touch feels like?”

Regaining some semblance of dignity, I retorted. “No, thank you. I’m sure your uncle prefers his women older.”

In his fit of laughter, Zuko let me go.

I will never forget that night. That is the night everything changed.

Fire rained down from the heavens.

Sozin’s comet had arrived early, striking at those who had ever opposed the Fire Nation’s will. Aang railed at the injustice of it all. We still thought we had a week before we set out for the islands of the Fire Nation.

One lousy week!

As the fireballs fell from the sky, they struck without mercy, killing Iroh and Appa. Everyone else was able to seek shelter in a nearby cave.

But the world wasn’t covered in caves and most of the people had no where to hide.

Everything changed that night. Aang’s grief over Appa and the world crippled him. Zuko fell ill with fever – a fever I could not cure.

We survived for three years, finally able to pull things together and complete the journey to face Zuko’s father.

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I sigh, my hand shaking as it hides the letter I have written for Katara. The past two years have been an agony for us all. I’ve done my best to keep her and Sokka alive. I don’t know what happened to Toph. The earth swallowed the Earthbender as Aang tried to kill my father.

She doesn’t realize everything I’ve done – everything I’ve overcome to get this far.
I take a risky chance with this letter, hoping to calm her and make her strong.

Make no mistakes. We will still have to play the parts for the spies. I close my eyes and think back to a time where we didn’t have to act.

As my father wielded the comet like a deadly sword, I fell ill. I don’t know how to explain it. It was like I was somehow connected with him, harnessing the power of Sozin’s comet and destroying my enemies with a mere thought.

The fever consumed me. As I took shelter in the caves, I could feel the fire rain searching for me. He meant to kill me. Of that, I am sure.

If it weren’t for Katara, I would have died.

I don’t know how long I had the fever. I just remember waking up and finding how the world had changed. Like the others, I sank into a depression, grieving over the death of my uncle and vowing to seek revenge against my father.

After the influence of the comet waned, we decided to continue the journey. With Appa gone, we had to secure a ship. It took days to cross the waters to my homeland – days for Katara and I to grow closer.

It was then that I took her maidenhood, becoming her lover and confidant. I listened to her fears and hid my own.

When Aang fell at my father’s feet, I did the only thing I could.

I lied.

I told my father of my duplicity and how I had lured the Avatar to his lair. Sokka was wounded. Katara was too. I played to my father’s cruelty, insisting that I keep the prizes of my tenuous journey.

Delivering the Avatar to my father had condemned me to a life of servitude – a life I would gladly forfeit if I could.

I shuffle papers around the desk, mindful of the servants and guards nearby. Standing, I palm the letter and approach my beautiful captive.

She shies away from my touch.

Her robe gaps open, offering me an enticing glimpse of her skin. As quickly as I can I slip my letter into the fold of material. “I expect you to be ready and willing when I return,” I issue the command and walk away, hoping my letter explains everything.

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TBC

A/N – I am hoping to update this story every three to four days. On a painful note, I’ve overextended my hands and must take a break from typing for a day or two. Enjoy the story! As always reviews are greatly appreciated.
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