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Borealis: A Zutara Story	By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 33965 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 75
Azula swirled the drink in her glass frowning as the number of the suspicious faces in the crowd became virtually nonexistent. Money. Zuko had bought them. One gold coin was more than two week’s pay for a low ranking soldier. Even without the coin vouchers the smiling stewards were passing out, Zuko had used his time at sea to cast doubt that he lost his virginity to the Waterbender.
Even if he did sleep with some nameless whore unless she had credible witnesses and evidence to prove it her words would be dismissed as lies. Opportunistic whores came forward everyday hoping to extort money from a wealthy family by claiming they received a son’s first sowing. She took a sip of champagne. It would be more difficult to prove he should be disinherited unless Mai confirmed that Zuko had not slept with her before he took the Waterbender.
Azula knew that Iroh would never dispute Zuko’s statement and it was unlikely any of his crew would know. The princess glanced at Admiral Bujing. He was shaking his head in disgust. She nodded and downed the rest of her drink when he raised eyebrow in her direction. He returned the gesture. At least there was still one person with sense enough to believe what was in front of him.
Azula stood up; it was her duty as hostess to announce the end to the evening’s festivities. Her annoyance could plainly be heard as she began speaking, “Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for coming. As you all know my older brother is no longer a virgin. Zuzu, I am overjoyed that spending your formative years at sea surrounded by men only dampened your enthusiasm for proper Fire Nation women.”
Zuko smiled. She should know better than to take jabs at him in that manner, “You should try three year banishment under the same circumstances, Azula. As a concerned older brother I sincerely hope you receive the same benefit.”
Zuko ignored his sister’s resulting bluster and stood, lifting Katara off of his lap. He remained close behind her as he bid farewell to the guests, “Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to spend the evening celebrating my joyous union with Lady Katara. We would love to stay and chat, but I have a pressing need that she must tend to.”
He handed the open champagne bottle to Katara and instructed her to grab their glasses while he picked up the box of celebratory candies and two unopened bottles that had been tied together with a red bow.
“Follow me,” Zuko ordered taking several twists and turns through the ship’s underbelly. He stopped at the base of a ladder. He used his free hand to shoot several short burst of fire against the hatch above it. It began to move and opened midway through a long stream at the tail end of the sequence allowing the flames to shoot freely into the sky, “You first.”
Katara handed Zuko the items she was holding and climbed the ladder. She peeped about cautiously before fully emerging and reaching down for the items he’d taken from her. He gave them to her then climbed up and closed the hatch. He used a different sequence to lock it. When he turned around Katara’s fist met him squarely in the mouth. He staggered back expecting more blows but she had already sat down one on of the cushioned benches.
“What was that for?” Zuko yelled.
“Do you really have to ask?” Katara replied just as loudly.
“I warned you before we went in there,” Zuko said lowering his voice. This was part of his parent’s suite. He wasn’t supposed to know how to access it.
“You warned me?” She screamed.
“Please be quiet,” Zuko said, raising his hands in a placating manner, “No one is supposed to be in this part of the ship. I don’t want people to know I can get into it in case we ever need a place to hide.”
Katara couldn’t argue with that logic. She stood up and walked over to him, “You warned me? You said all the disparaging remarks would be about you. You didn’t say the whole evening was to basically thank me for being raped and that I would have to congratulate you for doing it!”
“What the hell is wrong with you Fire Nation people? That’s not a reason to congratulate someone. That’s reason to mutilate or murder them!” she said accentuating each word with a hard poke to his chest and stepping forward.
“Ow, Katara, stop, your finger is really pointy. Look I’m sorry okay. I honestly was expecting things to go worse than they did,” Zuko said running his hands up from his temples and tugging his scalp.
“If it’s any consolation you handled the situation very well,” Zuko said limply sliding down the wall Katara had backed him into and taking a swig of champagne.
Katara kicked his ankle. She was angry and wanted to fight. She didn’t want him to just back down.
Zuko stared up at her pitifully, “What do you want from me? I said I was sorry didn’t I? How in the name of Koh was I supposed to know Azula had framed my bed sheets and planned to announce to everyone how we lost our virginity? Do you think I’m proud of the fact I’m so hideous the woman I’m supposed to marry doesn’t even want to touch me or that what was supposed to be special moment in my life was tainted so horribly? Every time I think of my first time I’ll hear you screaming, see your blood on my penis and that vacant look in your eyes. I thought I’d killed you. My stomach turns and I feel like a total piece of shit for doing that you.”
“So I’m supposed to feel sorry for you because your memory works well enough for you to pretend you have a conscience?” Katara scoffed. “Go to hell Zuko. You are a piece of shit. You did that to me. It was your decision. I didn’t want that to happen. I begged you to stop and did my best to fight you off. My injuries and the way you feel about them and yourself are the result of your own actions. I wasn’t given a choice in the matter.”
Zuko shook his head in protest, “I did it to protect you. My mother crusaded to end sexual violence against our most vulnerable citizens. I was nine when she took me into the medical ward and showed me a servant that had been passed around as a party favor. There was a single opening between her legs. I knew what the men at court would do to you. I didn’t want to force myself on you Katara but was the only way I could think of to protect you. It’s illegal to accost a royal concubine. As long as I took you as my own they couldn’t toy with you. I had to hurt you to keep you from being hurt much worse or killed.”
“That would be more convincing if you kept your word and stopped after we left the Fire Nation!” Katara screeched angrily stomping her foot and kicking him once more. She shook her head self-deprecatingly, “I can’t believe I was stupid enough to believe you. You are a monster. I meant every word of my toast when I said if it took my last breath I would kill you. If I weren’t afraid they would take it out on Sokka you would already be at the bottom of the ocean.”
“I want to stop, but I can’t. My father said you’re mine so long as you hold my interest. If I stop, he’ll give you to those men. I promised my mom I’d never hurt a woman so I know she’s disappointed in me. If I stop you’ll be hurt worse and she’ll never forgive me. She believed the only people worse than those who committed that type of violence were the ones who stood by and allowed it to happen. I couldn’t let them do that to you,” Zuko explained sadly before taking another drink.

AlishaDarling: Thank you for your kind words. I am so glad to hear you love the story and that I am keeping them in character. I can’t say more about their situations but I hope you continue to enjoy it.
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