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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 3

By: Kigen

Sorry again for the long wait. I just got another abuse muse, so along with Reigning Fyre who helped me with the first part, and Usagi Youkai with the second. Yay for abuse muses!

Read and review please.

Disclaimer: Not mine. Zuko so would’ve bent Sokka over something and :beep censored: instead of joining up with Azula.

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Iroh knew things were not going too well when Sokka stomped back into the campsite, still dripping wet through his clothing.

The boy was livid as he sat as close to the burning fire as he could without actually catching on fire in hopes of drying off a bit.

Stupid Zuko. Stupid firebending jerk.

He held his hand to his necklace protectively, fingering the smooth ivory. This was going to stay on no matter what Zuko did or said. Because there was no way that Zuko would ever do what he needed to do in order to get Sokka to willingly remove the piece of jewelry.

Iroh watched the water tribe boy sulk as he waited for his nephew’s return. Part of him wanted to know what was going on between the two young men. The other part (the wiser part) thought it best to keep his distance. Oh, he would lend Zuko or the boy his ear and listen to their woes, or even give them a bit of advice if he saw fit. He just wouldn’t do that unless one of the boys came to him first.

Hearing a rustling in the bushes that he recognized os Zuko, Iroh let out a loud, exaggerated yawn. “It’s getting awfully late.” he stretched with another over enthused yawn. “I think it’s time for this old man to be heading to bed. Good night boys.”

Zuko rolled his eyes at his uncle’s actions as the old man settled onto his sleeping mat and pulled a blanket over his body. Really, could he be any more obvious?

“Good night Uncle.”

“Night.” Sokka replied, only paying half attention. He was more concerned about drying off so he wouldn’t be cold anymore. The frigid night air was chilling his damp clothing. It caused his skin to develop goose bumps and shiver. The only thing that kept his teeth from comically chattering was the fact that he clenched his jaw and placed his tongue between his teeth. He wouldn’t make Zuko think he needed anything.

Watching the water tribe teen’s idiotic attempts at acting as though he wasn’t freezing to death; Zuko again felt like rolling his eyes.

The idiot was so stubborn.

Sokka yelped slightly when he felt Zuko place his hands on his sides and lifted him so he was standing. “What do you think you’re doing?” Sokka hissed. He was pissed at Zuko, he reminded himself as the fire prince pressed his back against the other’s warm chest.

“Drying you off. I’m not going to have you get sick.” Zuko began to heat his body, causing Sokka’s clothing to steam a bit as they dried.
Sokka resisted the urge to lean back into the blissfully warm embrace. He was still pissed at Zuko, very pissed; Sokka had to remind himself again. And Zuko being warm and cuddly would not make him any less pissed.

“Why would you care if I got sick?” Sokka asked as he fought himself not to surrender and melt to goo in the prince’s arms. “Jerk.” he added as an afterthought.

“Because if you get sick, I’m the one who has to take care of your sick, whiny ass.” Zuko explained, moving so he sat on the ground. Sokka’s body was still in his arms, and therefore; in his lap.

“I’m not whiny, I’m complainy. Now let go.” Sokka tugged at the strong arms that held him captive.

Of course, that only made Zuko hold on to him even tighter. The fire prince raised his unburnt brow. “There’s a difference? And complainy isn’t a real word.”

“Yes it is.” Sokka struggled a few more moments before surrendering and pouting.

“So are you going to explain your little temper tantrum?” Zuko asked after a few moments, letting his chin rest on Sokka’s shoulder.

“You gonna explain what crawled up your butt and died?” Sokka shot back.

Zuko sighed. “Fine, let’s just go to bed.” Releasing Sokka from his arms, the water tribe boy immediately leapt away from him and cross his arms in a pout. His lower lip jutted out like a sullen fire year old’s.

He couldn’t’ help himself. Smirking, Zuko leaned forward and nipped at Sokka’s lower lip; drawing another squawk from Sokka and he pulled away. “Don’t stick it out unless you want me to bit it off.” Zuko almost teased as he took out the second sleeping mat and another blanket.

“Yeah, fine. Where am I going to sleep?”

Zuko hadn’t thought of that. There were only two sleeping mats and two blankets. One of each were being used by his sleeping uncle.

“Share I guess.” Zuko shrugged. The mat was big enough for two people their size could fit if they completely disregarded all sense of personal space.

Sokka wrinkled his nose. Pissed at Zuko. Can’t sleep in the same bed as Zuko when pissed at said ex fire nation prince. “I think I’ll pass.”

“I’m not sleeping in the dirt, and neither are you.”

“Why do you care if I sleep in the dirt or not?”

“Because it’s cold and I already told you I’m not taking care of your sick, whiny ass.”

“If you let me go back to Katara and the others, where I have my own sleeping bag, I wouldn’t have to sleep with you or in the dirt.”

“What part of ‘ you are my prisoner’ don’t you understand?”

“The ‘my prisoner’ part. Or the ‘your prisoner’ part I guess since I’m talking to you. I could leave anytime I wanted.”

“And I could tie you up.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Try me.”

Sokka stared at Zuko in the eyes for a few moments longer, before surrendering with an over dramatic sigh. “Finnnnneeeeeee...” Sokka groaned. “I GUESS I can stand sleeping with you for one night.”

“Good.” Zuko said, spreading out the sleeping materials and lying under the covers, waiting for Sokka to climb in.

Still scowling, Sokka crawled into the makeshift bed after Zuko, making sure that his back was facing the fire bender.

Wrapping his arms around Sokka’s waist; really, where else could he put them in such a small, cramped space? Zuko extinguished the fire with a quick exhalation.

The boy in his arms squirmed, obviously not used to being so close to someone for so long. Zuko wasn’t either, but considering his bedmate, he wasn’t really in the mood to complain.

Sokka struggled to stay awake a few moments longer, before the rhythmic rise and fall of Zuko’s chest and the warmth that seeped into him coaxed him into a deep sleep. Feeling that the water tribe boy was no longer awake, Zuko let his fingers trail lightly at the cool ivory wrapped around Sokka’s neck before joining the other in sleep.

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Sokka heard someone calling his name, trying to nudge him awake; but he stubbornly asleep. He was warm and he was comfy and he didn’t want to wake up.

Someone called his name again.

“Nerrggghhhh...” Sokka let out a bestial grunt, burrowing further into the warmth surrounding him. “Still sleepy. G’way ‘tara.” he slurred.

The voice chuckled, but Sokka ignored it in favor of falling completely back asleep. That was, until his bed moved. Beds weren’t supposed to move.

Furrowing his entire face into a frown, Sokka opened his eyes to see mismatched golden eyes.

Well hello and good morning.

Letting out a startled cry, Sokka tried to twist out of the hold, but Zuko kept him held tight to his chest until the boy stopped trashing and sputtering,

“Huh-wha? Let go Ack Let go damnit ZUKO ” Sokka shouted.

Zuko winced from the loud screeching in his ear. “What?” his ears were ringing.

“Let. Go.”

“Fine.” Zuko released his arm, and Sokka scampered out of the sack. “Get off the ground and wake up.” Zuko stood, stretching slightly. “We need to get going.”

“Where are we going?”

“Somewhere else.” Zuko answered, rolling up the bed mat and throwing it at Sokka.

Sokka made and uff sound as the bag connected with his stomach. “Why?”

“What part of, my crazy ass sister is trying to murder us, is so hard for you to understand?”

“The crazy part. She seems pretty sane to me. Sadistic, twisted, and completely maniacal, but sane.”

Zuko rolled his eyes. “Just help pack up.”

“And why should I?” Sokka make a point dropping the rolled mat at Zuko's feet and placing his hands on his hips.

Zuko's lip quirked in a smirk. “Because you’re my prisoner.”

“What does that have to do with anything? Just because you won't let me leave, doesn't make me your slave.”

“Would you prefere to be my slave instead of my prisoner?”

Sokka blinked for a moment, his mind processing all the innuendo that was crammed into that one question. His face turned beat red as the implications fully hit home. “Ew That's just- Pervert ”

“I didn't say anything. Now help pack.”

“Make me.” Sokka crossed his arms, and stood defiantly before Zuko.

Zuko groaned to himself. Couldn't Sokka just once DO what Zuko asked without arguing and pouting like a defiant five year old. An idea popped into his head. Well, Sokka never did seem to listen to him, despite his past methods, but it never hurt to try...

Sokka squawked as he suddenly found himself face first in the dirt, arms pulled behind his body, Zuko straddling his back. Spitting out the clumps of dust and grit that worked themselves into this mouth, he shouted. “What do you think you're doing?!”

“If you're not going to be an obedient prisoner, I'll just have to make sure you don't get in the way.” Zuko explained slowly, as though speaking to a very young child.

“And sitting on me is SO going to make you get your work done faster, right?”

Zuko hmmed, pulling Sokka's belt free.

“Woah, woah, woah! What are you doing? All my clothes are remaining on you demented pervert!” Sokka's eyes widened as Zuko's hand worked itself under his stomach. “Bad touch! Rape! RAPE! Someone help me!” Sokka trashed and squirmed violently.

Zuko just smirked to himself, pulling the knot of Sokka's belt free, and using it to tie his wrists together again. Rising from Sokka body, he grabbed a spare length of rope and bound his ankles together as well. “I'm just making sure you don't get in the way.” Zuko smirked, leaning down and lifting Sokka's chin with his fingers. “Why did your mind jump to such dirty things so quickly?” Zuko pulled his fingers away as Sokka attempted to bite them off.

“Because you're a deranged pervert who's kidnaped me, tied me up, and is trying to get into my pants.” Sokka trashed, trying to work the knots out of his sash.

“If you would try and remember, I want to find out why you freak every time I so much as look at your necklace. Besides.” Zuko squatted next to Sokka, gripping his chin and making sure his pale fingers were out of biting range. “If I was tying to up so I could molest you, I wouldn't have tied your legs closed.” Zuko nearly laughed as he saw the horrified look on Sokka's face.

Shutting the water tribe's teen's mouth with a clunk, Zuko quickly stole a kiss and pulled away before the long stream of profanities burst from Sokka's lips.

Once Sokka had run through his entire list of insults and swears, twice; Sokka watched Zuko pack up the camp. “Where's your uncle?”

“He had something he wanted to do.” Zuko shrugged. He could have told Sokka that his uncle was going out of his way to give the two alone time in hopes of getting them together; but he was having a hard enough time getting Sokka to open up without telling him about his matchmaking uncle.

Sokka groaned, his head sagging.

A few moments of tense silence went by, before Sokka started to hum.

Zuko twitched, but ignored the humming.

Seeing Zuko annoyed, Sokka smirked and started to sing loudly. “Two lovers, kept from one another... Though the mountain, secret, secret, secret tunnel!”

Zuko glared at Sokka. “Stop that.”

That, of course, only made Sokka sing louder. “SECRET TUNNEL! SECRET TUNNEL! SECRET, SECRET, SECRET-“ Sokka again found himself cut off my Zuko's lips pressed harshly against his own. “Can't you think of another way to shut me up?” Sokka teased as Zuko pulled away.

“I could always gag you.”

“You wouldn't.”

“You said that about me tying you up. Now how did that turn out?” Zuko smirked, letting his hands trail from Sokka's shoulders, down his legs, to where his hands were bound.

“You wouldn't dare.”

“Oh really?”

Iroh returned a few minutes later, to a packed and quiet campsite. “Ah Zuko, I see that you finished packing everything up. But where is your friend? It seems a bit quiet for him...” Iroh trailed off as his eyes came to rest on Sokka, bound and gagged, glaring at Zuko who was squatting before him, smirking.

“I'm sorry if I interrupted anything! I think I'll just go on another stroll... a long, long stroll. I'll be back in a few hours. Please, continue whatever it was you were doing before I interrupted.”

Sokka glared at Zuko. He knew the fire prince was silently laughing at him, he could see it in his eyes. Struggling and yelling around his gag, Zuko reluctancy ungagged him. “Look what you did!”

Zuko winced at Sokka's shrill voice, as it assaulted him as soon as the gag was pulled away.

“Now your uncle thinks we're some kind of perverts that were- were-” Sokka let out a frustrated cry, unable to put it into words.

Zuko just sat down beside Sokka, taking his opportunity to run his finger along the length of Sokka's necklace, receiving a shiver and a small moan.

“Stop it.”

“Tell me why and I'll stop. I'll even untie you.” Zuko offered, letting his fingers trail up to his ears, then down the length of his neck again.

“Bastard.” Sokka hissed, trying to twist away.

“Say whatever you want, but you I have no intention of stopping until either you tell me what I want to hear, or my uncle comes back. And he won't be back for at least two hours.” Zuko leaned over and nipped at Sokka's ear. “So why don't you make it easy for both of us, and just tell me?”

Sokka groaned, biting his lower lip. “Fuck off.”

Zuko smirked, not feeling all too guilty about what he was going to do.

“Suit yourself.”

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Ja min’na-san.
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