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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 Seven –

I stare at the crimson streaks on my underclothes, and tears well in my eyes. How can this be? I have welcomed Zuko’s attentions nightly. There is a movement off to my side and I hurriedly hide my shame. Undoubtedly, it is a spy who has run off to report my condition.

Fear clogs my throat and I gag, losing the remnants of my last meal. I have to hurry. I have to get to Sokka before my keepers find out that I have not conceived the heir to the Fire Nation’s throne. I won’t let them beat him again. It isn’t his fault. It is the fault of fate.

I change my clothing quickly, determined to beat the spies at their own game. They won’t harm Sokka as long as I am with him. I will not leave his side again. Zuko can just come down to the cell and carry out his “duty” there.

Pulling my hair back, I rush out the door and down the hall past the palace guards and into the frigid air. I cover ground quickly, becoming winded as I reach the prison. I enter the atrium and see the door to the corridor open.

Panic seizes my already frayed nerves, and I find myself rooted to the spot. I hear the low murmur of voices in the corridor grow louder as they approach the open door.

“Do you understand my directions?” My lover’s voice was low, a panicked whisper.

“Yes, Prince Zuko,” a guard replied.

The heavy iron door creaks open all the way and Zuko walks through, coming to an immediate halt as he sees me. “You shouldn’t be here, Katara,” he says to me, his brows knitted together in anger or anguish, I cannot tell.

I make no reply, too afraid for my brother. I look past him and see two guards struggling with something. I step toward the group of men, intent on killing anybody in my way, including Zuko. “Get out of my way,” I growl lowly.

“Leave now, Katara.” The prince blocks my way. I see fear in his eyes and try to move past him, but he catches me and pulls me away from the entrance. I struggle against him, needing to assure myself that my brother is okay.

“Let me go!” I twist in his arms, scratching at him in defiance of his order. I stumble away from him, catching myself on the wall. I see the burden the guards are struggling with.

It’s a covered body.

Zuko tries to grab me again, but I dodge his attempts. My rage consumes me, and the nearby plants of the atrium shudder as I call the water from them.

The guards drop the body and take defensive stances. The blanket yields to momentum and gravity, falling to the ground in a pattern that partially reveals its secret – my brother’s body.

“No!” Zuko grabs my arms and forces them behind my back.

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It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Katara wasn’t supposed to be here to witness the removal of Sokka’s body. “Pick up the body and bury it in the way of the Earth Kingdom people!” I commanded as I struggle to keep Katara from harming the guards.

“Yes, Prince Zuko,” the guards answer in unison as I tighten my hold on my lover.

One of the guards grabs one of Sokka’s feet and starts to drag him on the ground toward the exit.

Katara hisses indignantly and starts to fight me again. She cries out in pain as I twist her arm higher. No matter how much I want to embrace her and comfort her, I know I must move forward with the charade. Sokka’s life hangs in the balance.

The herbs I gave him have slowed his respiration and heartbeat to make it appear that he is dead. If the antidote is not delivered in the next few hours, the concoction will kill him. I must ensure that he is “buried” quickly so that the Earthbenders can pull him into their underground lair and administer the cure.

“Pick him up!” I growl in warning, mindful of Katara.

“Please.” Her voice is a faint whisper as she goes limp in my arms.

I have no time to explain the delicacies of the deception to her. My heart aches as her pain consumes her. “Bury him quickly,” I instruct, the words sticking in my throat, words that will condemn me in Katara’s eyes.

“Cover him with earth,” my voice rasps with emotion. “Trap his soul before it gets away.”

Katara rears back, her head connecting with my chin. “You bastard! You goddamn bastard! How could you?” she rails, breaking my grasp and turning on me.

Her hand connects with the flesh of my face and I feel her cold rage.

“Prince Zuko?” One of the guards walks toward us as I wrestle Katara to the ground.

I wince as her knee connects with my thigh. “Carry out my orders now!” I shout at the guard, clasping my lover’s wrists above her head and pinning her to the ground.

The guard backs away and the gate of the atrium shuts behind him.

Katara spits in my face and bucks wildly against me.

“Katara, please!”

She butts her head forward and I hear the cartilage and bone of my nose break. I reel back in pain and shock. Flipping onto her stomach, Katara tries to crawl away from me, but I catch her ankle and hold her.

I pray to Agni that no one is around as I press my body against hers and pin her to the dirty floor. “He isn’t dead!” I hiss in her ear, wiping the blood from my nose away. “He isn’t dead!”

She stills beneath me – whether from exhaustion or from my words, I do not know. She is breathing heavily and moans as if in pain. I roll off her and wince as I wipe at the flow of blood from my nose.

“Toph will take care of him,” I mumble nasally, looking from side to side to make sure no one is around. “There’s so much to tell you, but I can’t.”

She moans again, curling into a ball and clutching her stomach. It is then that I notice the blood on her clothing. The implications torture me.

“Katara.” I feel tears prickle the back of my eyes. “Oh, Agni! I am so sorry.”

“I’m fine,” she replies, shying away from my touch. “It’s just my cycle. I’m not pregnant.”

I hear the shuffling of feet near us and move quickly, covering her body with mine. I damn Agni and the Spirit World. All I want to do is hold Katara in my arms and tell her everything is going to be okay, but my own fear steals my words.

“Prince Zuko, do you need assistance?” a guard shouts as he approaches us.

Climbing off Katara, I put my clothes to right and wipe my blood away. “Escort the Water Tribe peasant to my quarters. I’ll be there shortly. For now, I want to make sure my orders are followed. I want to make sure that we trap her brother’s spirit in the earth. We still need her cooperation.”

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TBC

A/N – Let me take a moment to hand some candy to Spleef, IZ, and MC for beta reading. Thanks a million!
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