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STRANDED
CHAPTER 3
By Gunwild
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The next day passed with a bit less confusion, and then the next. By the third morning Sokka had realized that help might be farther off than he’d hoped, but was resolved not to let it get him down. After all, they now had a full-on signal fire. He’d been able to cover it with green wood and plants so that it smoked constantly but didn’t need tending, and it was big enough that it could be seen for miles around, sometimes farther thanks to warm tropical winds.

He’d discovered that the tide pools at the shore caught all sorts of minuscule animals who stood no chance of escaping his hungry grasp. Ty Lee had joined in the harvest with gusto once he’d assured her that the small size of their prey didn’t mean they were babies. Now their meals were crab-urchins with shells so tender they could be eaten whole and milk from the seemingly endless supply of coconuts. When they weren’t eating they were talking about things other than their predicament and the war.

Reality seemed ever farther off as they got more settled. Even Mai, whose fever had been mercifully mild, had calmed enough to eat with them and not complain about it. Though she remained silent, the girl listened to their conversations and appeared to consider all the things they said. Ty Lee explained that it meant she was now relaxed enough to be bored with everything, as per her natural inclination. However, she still averted her eyes when Sokka washed her face or helped her to drink water.

She must not be comfortable with him – and that was understandable. If the situation were reversed he wouldn’t be comfortable either. Actually, if the situation were reversed he’d be *dead*, but that didn’t require thinking about. It never crossed his mind to let her starve or die of exposure like she’d have done to him. Sexism notwithstanding, that wasn’t something he could allow to happen to a girl. The memory of it would leave a stain on his soul. It was hard enough seeing how violated she looked when he compelled her to eat for her health’s sake.

At present Sokka was carrying a short fish to her whose head he’d just smashed to bits on a flat rock. He didn’t relish the idea that he’d have to force-feed it to her in strips, because Mai still loathed the two of them being anywhere near each other.

Sokka was beginning to find that perhaps they had a few things in common after all. They did at least hate the same things.

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Mai, meanwhile, was grinding two roughened pieces of seashell against each other. Her fingernails were sharp, sure, but not long enough for what she had planned. If she could jab this makeshift knife into the side of Sokka’s throat and cut both sides of a major artery he wouldn’t be able to stanch the internal bleeding fast enough to save his life. After that she could take care of herself. Her knee wasn’t in good enough shape to bend, but it could support her weight. And if Ty Lee fussed, well, forget her, she wasn’t about to let that pervert look her in the eyes so much as one more time.

If he touched her face again, specifically, she would have to lose her cool completely. It wasn’t as though she’d never been taken advantage of before. His quiet caretaker act was so transparent. As though he wasn’t imagining forcing himself into her like the brute he was. Men always behaved that way, even Zuko, though the prince controlled it better than the rest of them. But this one… she’d never met anybody who took such deep, sadistic pleasure in acting like a friend. Not even Azula. There was no other way of explaining his commitment.

She had to admit, there were times when she’d almost fallen for his masquerade of being helpful and kind. That was why she had to kill him, before it got any worse. Before she forgot that he wasn’t on her side. Before she started to make her feel… that way. She wasn’t sure what it was that made her breathe wrong when he was nearby, but it was bad. It made her feel like she was getting sicker, not better, and it had to stop.

Mai poked the point of the shell shard into her finger. A drop of blood welled out a second later. Good. She hid it in the sand next to her, where she could whip it out instantly to make the kill. It was going to feel great to be free of this nonsense. She could already hear him picking his way through the brush, hurrying towards death at a good clip.

*Come on. Get over here, you fool, and try me. I’m going to make sure nobody knows you’ve seen me yell and cry. I’m going to make sure you don’t ruin me.*

The boy sat nearby, not speaking because he knew she had nothing polite to say. He was doing something with his boomerang. She didn’t care what. The moment he dropped it and came close nothing he’d ever done would matter anymore.

*I’m going to end you, you bastard.* Her fingers gripped the weapon at its end. As someone who fought by throwing her tools, this would be unusually close-up. *Can’t hesitate. Hesitation invites error. If I fail at this he’ll kill me, no question.* She maintained her calm face, trying to enjoy the mental image of his lifeless body. It wasn’t as fun a picture as she’d hoped.

Sokka brought himself next to her, on his knees. He held a handful of something that smelled familiar. *Is that fish?* Mai paused. Well, she should really let him get as close as possible. She even opened her mouth while he extended the first tender piece in his fingers. *I could bite him to make sure he doesn’t get away. No, that’s too cliché. Biting the hand that feeds you is dumb, and I’m not some animal like he is.*

Mai studied her target. Before getting stuck here she’d never actually known anyone from the Water Tribe. He was… well, he wasn’t *ugly,* she would give him that. If you went for that sort of thing, his blue eyes were interesting. And the tan color of his skin – did that go everywhere, or had he just been in the sun a lot? She felt her jaw clench. He wasn’t there for looking at. He was there for killing, for all that he’d put her through. Besides, there was a war on, and it was only right for her to… to…

His left hand was bleeding. He checked to make sure that it hadn’t dirtied her fish and then began feeding her with the other one. Sokka appeared unaffected by the pain, as though it was expected.

Mai reached out and grabbed his wrist, dropping her shell knife in the process. For a second Sokka figured she was trying to keep him from feeing her again, so he struggled, but all she did was hold his palm in front of her face and stare. The four deep cuts seeped onto her own hand.

“I did this?” she asked calmly.

He nodded, confused. Though she’d proven in the past few days that she could put on a collected face and act bored with anything, she sounded almost unhappy about his wounds. “Yeah. They bleed all the time. Made it hell to catch this fish for you with all that salt getting in it.”

Mai’s expression didn’t change. She turned her careless golden eyes on him, bored again, or pretending to be. A far cry from the girl who’d been yelling threats at him when they’d first been wrecked. “Then why did you do it, anyway? I’m not going to help you back.”

“I did it because you need the protein. Getting over a fever makes your body eat itself alive, and you don’t have much left to give.” That was what he’d heard, anyway. His sister was the real healer, not him.

Mai frowned, unsatisfied with the answer. “I mean *why* are you helping me when I want you dead? I’m not going to thank you. I’m not going to do anything for you. If you’re waiting to hurt me you should get it over with. Doing anything else is a waste of your time and mine.”

Sokka couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What? You think I’m doing this just for me?”

Mai sighed her disappointment. Not many people could get even a small rise out of her, but this boy was annoying in ways she’d never imagined. “Of course. What else?” She gripped his wrist even tighter, so that more blood came from the puncture marks her nails had made.

He wanted to hit her. Was she really this blinded to decent human emotion, despite being as old as him and having seen evidence of it all her life? “Tell me, why does your mother stay up late nursing her kid?”

“To have a male heir.”

Sokka shook his head. “No. Why does your father give you so much stuff and take care of you?”

“So he can marry me off to someone politically useful someday.”

“No!” Sokka knew his hand was dripping a stain onto her robes, but he’d forgotten it completely. He knew her parents weren’t as messed up as her, he’d seen them. They were regular people, and yet somehow they'd borne a creature like this “Let me ask you this; why do you think that baby brother of yours smiles at you?”

There was a pause as she thought about it. “Babies are ignorant.”

“You’re the ignorant one! He loves you. It’s a natural part of being alive and you don’t understand it for some reason I can’t even begin to get. Something messed you up beyond believing! You have a joint loose in your brain, maybe. You’ve never even tried to help someone just to help them, have you?! You make me sick! You’re barely…”

She kissed his hand. Some blood got on her lips so she wiped it on her sleeve, wincing at the coppery taste. It tasted just like her own blood. How strange. She’d have guessed it would be different because he was different-looking.

Sokka’s face became even more quizzical.

Mai looked at him, still expressionless. “Sometimes my mother kissed my hurts. Did it help?” She seemed actually, genuinely interested, even if the interest only showed itself in the form of a raised eyebrow. He had no idea how to respond. He only watched as Mai began wiping the blood off with her hand, cleaning it. “I guess this isn’t so bad. At least it makes sense for me to help you in return for helping me. A chemist would call that ‘equivalent exchange.’” Once she was satisfied that Sokka’s hand was cleaned off she threw it back at his stunned face. “Well, I can actually stand now, so you don’t need to do that any more. In fact, you don’t need to talk to me anymore. I don’t have to apologize for hurting you, you don’t have to apologize for hurting me and we never need to deal with each other again.”

She raised herself up and took a few hobbling steps away towards the bigger water source. “I’m bored with you, so I’m going to go wash myself. Peep and I’ll kill you. That’s a promise.”

Sokka shook his head. Once again a girl was making no sense to him. This was what he got for trying to understand their treacherous, maddening ways

He needed to ask Ty Lee what this meant. At least he could tell what her motives were. And, truthfully, he was starting to like them. After all, despite what Mai thought, being alone was hardly good for you.

***

She was hot, baking in the sun. She was cold as the surf rushed over her legs. She was both.

This was a *very* nice way to spend the day. Although there was one thing she’d like to be doing even more.

Crossing her arms, she gave herself a gentle, consoling hug. *He’ll come by here soon. Then we’ll see about that.* She’d never felt this way about a boy before. A lot of it was his body, of course – with all those young muscles under his exotic dark skin, she couldn’t help herself – but she found herself actually listening to him talk. And usually she liked to be the only one talking. *Mmm, I want to kiss him every time he says something cute, but I haven’t even managed to once. That does it, the next time he does anything I like I’m making my move.*

Sokka sat down on the sand next to her, staring out to sea. “Hey, the weirdest thing just happened. I was thinking you could make sense of it because you’re looking more and more like the sanest person around here…”

*That was nice of him to say,* Ty Lee thought. *I think I’ll try to get closer to him now.* In accordance with that, she threw her legs sideways so that she could kneel. Of course, she made sure that she was keeling with a leg on either side of his waist and squeezing so that he couldn’t wriggle out from beneath her.

“Whoa! Wait, what are you-”

“Shush,” said the girl with a wink. She touched her index finger to his lips and he was silent, though his stare was deeply confused. “I want you to get an idea of how much I like you, okay?” Bending her back sharply, she brought their faces together and gave him a kiss without taking her finger away. He didn’t even blink. This wasn’t something he had much experience with.

One of those gray eyes caught his as he felt her other hand go somewhere private. Oh, man, he was getting hard! Here! With a girl on top of him! She could feel it, *was* feeling it. Sokka blushed and looked away. “I don’t mean to, it’s not…”

Ty Lee’s left hand seized on him through his pants while her other one rubbed his chest. She knocked his shirt open and admired her prize. “Mmm… just like I imagined. You are so, *so*…”

Sokka felt his thighs tighten up as she gripped his bulge, panting. Ty Lee’s mouth was hanging slightly open like she was about to eat him whole. “You’re so…” to his astonishment she stood, pinching her nose shut with two fingers, “… smelly! Come on, we have to get you washed off so you don’t make me stink, too.” Not waiting for his cooperation she heaved him to his feet and they tumbled into the foamy water, Sokka losing his shirt and not missing it in the least.

“Ever had somebody to wash for you before, Sokka?” she asked, gleefully pulling him to his knees next to her. She began running her wet palms all over him immediately. He shuddered and she was sure he hadn’t.

“Um…” he nearly mentioned how his mother used to bathe him, but was smart enough not to think that counted. “… no. Never.”

“Well, from now on,” she whispered at his chin, touching the lowest part of his back, “You can always ask me, okay? Because I’d love to handle this all I can…”

“Oh, wow…”

As she tucked a hand into his pants, he took her whole middle in his arms. It was nice to get this close to someone. Actually, he hadn’t done that since his mother was alive, either. Though of course this was completely different.

Well, maybe not totally different. He knew the appropriate thing to do when you were hugging somebody so closely was usually to kiss them. Sokka at first went for her cheek, then her mouth. It was nice how without makeup he got to appreciate the real smoothness of her lips. And she still looked great.

Sokka breathed kind of fast through his nose, tickling her. Ty Lee laughed and he thought he’d done something wrong. However, she still smiled at him. “I didn’t think men liked kissing…”

“I like it fine.” He kissed her again and hugged her tighter. She reciprocated with one of her own arms – the other was fighting to remove his underwear. “I like you a lot, too.” Sokka assisted her, unfolding the back of his pants.

*He’s got such a hard body, but he’s gentle. I knew he would be.* When he was naked his stiffest part poked her abruptly. Sokka was reddening furiously and avoiding her eyes. *That is so cute!* Ty Lee gave him a sharp tug and his whole body started. “You don’t have to be shy, Sokka.”

“Okay, then.” He kissed her chest and pulled her clothes. She looked surprised at how eager he was to get her naked, but enjoyed it. When her breasts were free he began kissing them, too, having heard of something like that, once. Ty Lee liked it a lot. So much that she forgot to hold onto him.

“That’s nice…” her hand trembled. Nobody she’d ever been with had paid her breasts this much attention before, since they weren’t as big as a grown woman’s. The best thing she'd thought she could say about them was that they had a good shape, one that looked nice under her clothes and made the nipples rub against her clothing in a pleasant fashion. They were extra-sensitive, she'd been able to determine, and this kind of special treatment could easily go to her head. “… I… I…”

They fell over, luckily into the shallower side of the water. Ty Lee felt her braid floating next to her. In the sun, sparkling, Sokka was even more desirable. And he was still interestedly fondling her breasts. *This is how real lovers do things for each other…* she reflected. *I can’t just let him do this, though. I know I can make him feel good. I know it.* “I want it… I do want… ohhh…” Though her eyes closed reflexively as he began to suck on her nipple, she grabbed his behind and ground their crotches together. Wow, he had a firm butt. It was almost as hard as his dick. She was getting unbelievably hot from all this. When he kissed her on the mouth again, this time with his eyes meeting hers, she felt herself shake unexpectedly, like she was standing too close to some of Azula’s lethal lightning. *He’s different. I knew it.* “I’ll do anything you want,” she found herself begging, “Just ask, just…”

He had to admit, he was definitely getting off on her inability to complete a single sentence. “Shh. I want to learn how to pay you back for being so sweet to me.”

Sokka’s fingers were a little clumsy as he clasped the fabric of her skirt and removed it totally, but she didn’t seem to notice. Ty Lee was almost spellbound by Sokka’s tender confidence. She wiggled her firm butt to help him get them off her ankles, trying not to get any sand in her crack. This romantic setting was lovely, but it did have its drawbacks.

Sokka was a little confused by what he saw. Sure he knew the basic principles involved, but that didn’t mean he knew how to go about it with expertise. There was a lot of exposed skin, and a strip of sable-soft hair above what he was pretty sure was supposed to be his primary concern. He touched it and Ty Lee moved, trying to drive his finger inside of herself. It was so hot in there he almost recoiled in surprise. *Wow. It’s so slick ‘cause of all this wet stuff… smells funny.* The young warrior turned his finger over to find the inner contours of the young lady; it was tight, but there were sort of nooks and gentle folds that moved when she moved. Very interesting.

Figuring out how best to go about this, Ty Lee did what she was born to do; contort. Nothing extravagant, just shutting her legs up and raising them so that they were flat against her belly. Sokka’s eyes widened. He couldn’t even wiggle his finger inside of her anymore. “Oh, man…”

Ty Lee craned her neck sideways to a degree most people couldn’t. It gave them a good view of each other. Her eyes had sort of glazed and she looked desperate and thrilled at the same time “I want you in there… please? Ple-a-se, Sokka…?”

The begging was what made him stop hesitating. In fact, he moved a little too fast, settling himself in above her and thrusting inside in one rough motion. Fortunately for both, Ty Lee was well-lubricated and eager. She actually let out an involuntary, gleeful scream, something she’d never done before. “There! Yeah!” Unable to control herself, she tightened.

Years of forcing her muscles to work themselves both backwards and forwards had given her unbelievable control. Sokka was pretty sure he couldn’t grip himself this tight with both hands. Nevertheless, he had one powerful urge above everything else. *I want to go in and out. Over and over.* It started with one push in, then a barely-measurable retraction before he pushed again. Ty Lee’s back slid on the wet sand and she grabbed his arms delightedly to make sure they could to this together. He made bolder strokes, pulling out more and pushing in farther, causing her to lose the ability to speak *entirely.* She didn’t look hurt, though, because she maintained that twinkling smile and sort of mouthed his name happily, occasionally drawing him closer at the same time as he drove, which made him go unbelievably deep. He wasn’t hitting the end of her, thankfully, but she did like being that full for just a moment. And when he moved back from the deepest presses she could feel herself anticipating the next one all the more.

This position didn’t offer very good clitoral stimulation, but that rapid rocking and the idea of someone actually trying to please her was so invigorating that she couldn’t have thought to change a thing. In her ardor Ty Lee tightened even further, actually making it harder for Sokka to enter. That only made him increase the force of his efforts, so that he was pounding her even more swiftly. Ty Lee managed to focus a half-open eye on him. He was as drunk on the pleasure as she was, but he looked as though he retained a serious sense of purpose. His loose hair nearly hid his eyes, but she could tell that he was looking at her. Not her breasts or the slit he was hammering with little skill but plenty of enthusiasm. Her face.

That prompted her to shout out exactly what had been on her mind, because she’d been eagerly waiting to share her favorite part of this whole thing. “Come inside me! It’s okay, today! Just do it as much as you want to… right… in there…!” She’d wanted to grant him that, and had actually held off seducing him for its sake. Ty Lee had learned about ‘safe days’ a while ago, but never actually put them to use. And she’d even given herself a buffer zone to err on the side of caution. It wouldn’t do to foist a child on the boy she liked because they’d been together once *Maybe my first time couldn’t be with someone I felt this way about, but I hope this is good. It could feel nice. I think it will.*

“You feel…” he muttered, back straightening. He couldn’t keep his eyes open. “… so good… Ty Lee…”

She’d never been thanked before. For anything, really. There was no doubt in her mind that Sokka hadn’t masturbated in a while – which must have been hard for someone his age – because he let loose with a fair amount of ejaculate, at first not very deep inside of her, but then he finished his last thrust, making her feel heat radiating inside her belly. *I don’t believe it… I can feel his aura in me.* She might have been deluding herself, but it was an appealing notion. She squeezed his arms while he climaxed in waves, once, twice, a third time, and then a smaller fourth that left him lying on top of her, still buried in their connection.

She hadn’t come yet, but ducking her hand between them and rubbing herself should do the trick.

“Are you also trying to…?” he asked.

Ty Lee was worn out but implausibly happy. “Yeah. It’s right there… that spot. I’m sure next time you’ll get me sooner…”

Sokka nodded. Since he was still an amateur, he needed some help, but that was what she was there for. Both their right hands found her love button and they rubbed it in unison. Four fingers at once soon brought her to a single sharp orgasm, one that made her try to roll over. But they each had an arm around one other, and so stayed put. He seemed content to lie there with her, and when he began to actually make conversation she understood something.

It wasn’t some act. He’d gotten what men were after all the time, and knew he could get it again if he wanted, but he was still treating her well. When he didn’t even have to. She snuggled herself into his shoulder, shutting her eyes. She didn’t choked up, but she was rather worried this would turn out to be some sort of dream. “You’re the real thing, aren’t you?”

Sokka, whose naked body had come to hold every part of her it could, didn’t know what she meant. Remembering something he’d seen a woman do to her ill husband, he stroked her back. “A real what?” She couldn't mean he was ideal, because he was a sand-caked, tired, clumsy mess. He didn't feel like he'd done anything in the past few days to earn compliments. If anything, he should be prostrated and praising her for... this. All of this.

“A real, decent man. I thought I knew what all people were like, but things are different where I’m from. Nobody’s like you. I mean, I guess there’re some people but I never knew who they were…”

He thought he might understand what she was saying, though again he was having trouble believing it. “Honestly? You just figured everybody couldn’t fight their bad nature?”

She nodded, and again there was the glimmer of innocent amusement in her gaze. He realized then that apparently no one had ever convinced Ty Lee that sex was something dirty. After what had just happened, he understood her position. It had felt slightly awkward, admittedly, especially on his part, but far from wrong, and it had made her even bubblier than usual. “Yeah! So, uhh… this is a pleasant surprise. I’d be glad to be your…” Ty Lee scrambled for the word “… your, ah…”

“Girlfriend?”

She didn’t usually have this much trouble thinking of things to say. “If you’ll let me, I’d love that…! It’s like, there are so many fun things we could do together…” Being the excitable nymph she was, Ty Lee could think of one fun thing she wanted to do right away. She gave him one more squeeze using her steel-hard legs. Everything rubbed together wetly and they sighed into each other’s mouths.

*This…* she knew, *… is the best shipwreck ever!*

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TO BE CONTINUED
Next Time: It looks like Mai’s ego has convinced herself that she wants to be alone… but what does the rest of her have to say about that?
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THE AFF.NET COMMENTS PAGE

(This is Mai. I’m answering your reviews this time. I don’t have much to say or a lot of patience, so let’s get this over with.)

Hi, new to this fanfic business, yours happened to be the first I've ever read. Yea, thanks a lot. Now i can't read anyone elses cuz they suck in comparison. Your fanfic is the most realistic, in character, and the best written smut I've ever read. Wow. This is what the creators would have written if they needed to write porn. PLEASE, hurry up with Stranded (Nice combo, by the way.) Keep up your great work. – DITM

(Oh, I’m sure Mike and Bryan would be thrilled to hear you equate their hard work with online masturbation-fodder scripted by a freak with too much time on his hands and a disturbing attraction to girls on the other side of his television screen who *aren’t even real.* Gross. Next letter!)

What a great first chapter. =D Though I am a little disappointed to see Ty Lee in the story. I just think with Mai and Sokka attitudes towards things that the would be more compatible. And speaking of attitudes, I thought Mai was a little to passionate in this. I think at some point she would have just shrugged and been like, "Whatever." Anyway, I can already see that this will be one of the stories I'll be addicted too. I'm off to chapter two! – EEG

(Yes, I was going to be completely calm after having my knee smashed apart and being forced to sidestroke through stormy salt water for over a mile. I was a bit out of sorts, alright? And if anyone was disappointed to see Ty Lee pop up on the island, it was me. Though not half as upset as I was to see my very own attacker. Next!)

I can't wait to see more! Can Tylee send me a shout next chapter? I love her! Oh one more thing whens it gonna get hot?! Keep up the good work! – Chigirl

(Hot? It’s already very hot on this island in the tropics, so what are you talking about? And I don’t know where Ty Lee and her idol are off to. Don’t care, either. Next!)

I read the story it was descent but dude what i want to know is how can you go from 440 two days ago when I read it to almost getting 1000 hits. i do not think that is possible. How do you continue to receive 20 to 40 hits while everyone else scraps by. Hey i am not saying something is wrong here I just want to know why.

(Meh. This computer-box tells me that there’s another story on the same ‘website’ called Stranded, also in the Avatar section. You may be getting them confused. I think I remember Gunwild whining about how he didn’t know he was putting up work with the same title as someone else had, and wanted to apologize – but I think he should be more worried that virtually everything else on the site is better than what he makes. Have you read some of this stuff? It’s enough to make one get rather… never mind. That’s plenty of writing for today. Send in your reviews to be read back by us, if you’re the kind of person who reads reviews *of* reviews of piss-poor smutty fanfiction. Which, obviously, you are if you’re reading this. [Gunwild@mail2world.com])
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