Borealis: A Zutara Story | By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33555 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Zuko pushed the door open slowly. He fully expected the Waterbender to be lurking nearby hoping to ambush him and escape. He had not been on the Ursa in six years so he had no idea of what in his room could be used as a weapon. He jumped back when a poorly aimed book was vehemently swung at him.
He plucked it from the Waterbender’s hands and shut the door, “There is no need for violence. I didn’t have you brought here to hurt you.”
“Then why did you bring me here?” Katara asked warily. They were on a ship and she could feel water all around her, but she couldn’t access it since her hands and feet were chained.
“I want to help you,” Zuko replied nervously.
“You want to help me?” Katara repeated scornfully. “You chase us all around the world, knock me unconscious at the North Pole, kidnap Aang, capture us, and now you want to help me?”
“Yes, you have to believe me,” Zuko said moving closer to her as one would approach an injured wild animal.
“Oh I did, or have you forgotten Ba Sing Se?” Katara retorted.
“Look, I’m sorry about that,” Zuko said sliding his palm down his face in frustration. “I wasn’t lying at the time, but I just couldn’t give up the chance to return home when Azula offered it.”
“Just like you couldn’t resist the chance to shoot Appa out of the sky; what now, is an opportunity to chargrill me calling?” Katara questioned loudly.
“No,” Zuko said rushing to her side and clamping his hand over her mouth. “Be quiet. I don’t want anyone to hear what I’m saying. In the past few weeks I’ve had time to think about what I did that day. I was wrong. I made a mistake. Uncle was put in prison, the Avatar almost died, and I betrayed the only two people who’d ever seemed to accept me.”
“We’re going back to the capital city and I don’t know what all my father plans on doing with you after that. You’re a pretty girl, Waterbender, and I do know that whatever it is you do not want it to happen,” Zuko said guiding her to the bed.
“My name is Katara not Waterbender. So what does me being a pretty girl have to do with anything? And how are you going to help me?” she asked, starting to get suspicious as the Fire Prince pushed her backwards. The back of her knees hit something and she tumbled down.
Zuko sat down beside her and pinched his forehead trying to explain what would happen without telling her what had happened to the Kyoshi warrior women who were her friends. “Pretty girls don’t do well in prison or at my father’s court. They attract the attention of the guards and noblemen. Bad things happen to them if they don’t have a protector. Sometimes even then things go wrong and they get hurt.”
“So you’re offering to be my protector?” Katara asked skeptically.
“Yes,” Zuko squeaked. His knuckles were starting to go white from how tightly his fingers were interlaced. He should have listened more closely to Uncle Iroh’s lessons about smooth talking.
“What’s the catch? If all you’re offering to do is be my protector you wouldn’t be so nervous,” Katara said realizing the danger in this situation. She didn’t think Zuko was a rapist, but she didn’t think Jet was a mass murderer either.
Zuko lowered his head and the words tumbled from his mouth so fast Katara wasn’t sure she was hearing correctly, “The only way I can protect you is to make you my royal concubine. I’ve never been with a woman before but I’ll try to be gentle since I’ve been told a girl’s first time can hurt. That is if it is your first time. Not that I think you’re loose, but you’re pretty so I’m sure you have a boyfriend, well fiancé since I found out that only girls who are about to get married wear those necklaces.”
“WHAT?” Katara screamed hooking her foot behind the bed post and grabbing Zuko’s shoulder to use as leverage to hop up. “Do you really expect me to believe that load of bison crap? I do have to give you some credit for originality. Most guys are sneakier about trying to take my virginity. You’re the first to come right out and ask.”
Zuko grabbed her again and flung her onto the bed. He clamped his hand over her mouth and used his body weight to pin her. “Look, I know how bad it sounds. It will only be until we get back to the Fire Nation and I can convince my father that you’re mine.”
Katara bit his hand then asked, “Is the fact I’ll only be a temporary plaything supposed to make me say yes?”
“Yes, I mean no. I mean I don’t know. You act like I want to sleep with you. I’m trying to do you a favor. It’s not like you’ll be the only one losing something precious. I always thought I’d give my virginity to the woman I would marry not some Water Tribe peasant stupid enough to invade my country and get captured,” Zuko rambled.
He looked down at Katara, her face had turned an unnatural shade of red he didn’t think her tanned skin was capable of attaining. He realized he’d just told her he didn’t want to sleep with her. He’d forgotten the first of his uncle’s rules for getting what you want out of life – every woman wants to feel desirable. That simple tenet had earned them many a meal and entrance to the Ba Sing Se ferry.
“No, I didn’t mean that. I do want to sleep with you. I’ve wanted to for a long time. Especially after I tied you to that tree…but that’s not why I’m doing this. I really want to help you. Royal concubines only have to sleep with the prince who gave them that status. If you don’t let me, you’ll be an open target for the men on the ship and the ones at court. I mean you’re the Avatar’s Waterbender, not a regular captive. You’ll have no protection and everyone will be trying to…ah…do you… just for the bragging rights,” Zuko stammered.
“So I’m just supposed to spread my legs so you’ll get exclusive bragging rights for ‘doing me’?” Katara hissed.
“Yes, I mean no. I don’t want the bragging rights. I just want to keep you away from them. I’ve seen what they do to women. I don’t want that to happen to you. I don’t want that to happen to any woman. Look, let’s just do this and get it over with it. I promise I won’t enjoy it,” Zuko said rolling off of her and reaching to undo his pants.
Katara laced her fingers together and swung them with all her might. Zuko leaned back, dodging the full force of the blow but Katara still caught his chin hard enough to turn his head. Katara jackknifed upwards, headbutting him and using both hands to deliver a blow to his sternum.
Zuko grabbed the chains binding her hands, “Dammit wench stop fighting! It’s for your own good.”
Azula paused outside the door when she heard the commotion. She had wondered why Zuko demanded the female peasant be delivered to his room. She smiled and turned towards her companion, “Well Mai, looks like Zuzu got tired of waiting. Perhaps you should have been more forthcoming.”
Mai raised her hand to knock on the door and Azula grabbed her wrist. “We will not be interrupting him. Ty Lee, go get the other peasant. Mai and I will be waiting in the next room.”
Katara used the momentum from Zuko grabbing the chains to rock forward then backward. Her fingers latched onto his shirt and she brought her legs up beneath him. The tops of both feet caught in him the ass and sent him head first into the wall.
“That’s it. I’m tired of playing nice with you. If you want it rough I’ll be rough right back with you!” Zuko growled pulling his fist back and letting a flame cover it.
She let go of his shirt and brought her hands up to protect her face. Zuko dismissed the flames and rolled her over. He was raised better than to hit a woman unless they were sparring or doing battle. He was also raised better than to rape a woman, but this was for her own protection.
Zuko tied the chains binding her hands to the headboard and sat on her back trembling. She was kicking screaming and bucking beneath him.
A part of him wanted nothing more than to release her. They had her brother and the Avatar. There was no need for this to happen. But he’d fought her enough times to know that even if he released her she wouldn’t go away. She’d stay and fight for her companions. When she did there would be nothing he could do to save her.
The crew would love her. He could see the lust in their eyes when she was captured and their disappointment when he claimed her for himself. He had to go through with this and make her a royal concubine. It was for her own protection. He was the lesser of many possible evils.
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