Borealis: A Zutara Story | By : jaded_priceless Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > AU/AR - Alternate Universe/Alternate Reality Views: 34026 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter 77
Katara’s curiosity got the best of her, “Zuko, what happened to the new recruits?”
“They were saved. My father most likely would have gone along with the plan had my punishment not been so severe and public. 93% of our military leaders are Firebenders. The remaining seven are non-benders who achieved their ranks through hard work and genius. Several members of that unit were the non-bending relatives of nobles and high ranking Firebenders who were in that meeting. Many of them were insulted that Bujing would discount a person’s worth over the lack of bending. The rest were insulted he was willing to send their relatives regardless of station to be slaughtered.
“That division was disbanded and the recruits were shuffled to others to save face even though I’d already lost mine. A standard division averages around 12,500 soldiers. Mu, the Zhao twins and the sailors who greeted me in the hallway were all members of that unit. I think the price I paid was worth it” he said touching his scar unconsciously and taking another gulp of champagne.
Katara returned to the lounger she’d originally been seated on. She stared at the reflection of the moon on the water. None of her people’s leaders would ever suggest that. She turned her gaze up to look at Yue directly. Her friend’s place in the sky was evidence of that. She and Sokka had lied to Aang about what was being done to her to protect him.
When she saw her brother’s beaten body and Mu told her the worse Sokka looked the safer he’d be she realized that was the reason he’d refused her attempts at help and why he’d been so cruel to her the day before. He didn’t want her to know that her attempts to help him would cost him. Katara lowered her head and sobbed. It was her fault Sokka was hurting. Eventually the salt from her tears mingled with the ocean’s spray and formed a dried crust on her face.
Zuko threw the candies in the ocean along with all three empty bottles. “We need to go back to the room. I’ve got to piss and I think I may want to throw up. I learned the hard way don’t do it over the side of the ship because of blowback.”
“What?” Katara questioned scrunching her face in confusion.
Zuko patted her head, “Don’t worry. Even if I did vomit over the side of the ship the wind isn’t at the right angle for it to get on you. It’s harder to predict the path of pee since liquid doesn’t have much weight. But you’re a Waterbender, can you bend it out of my body overboard? I’m not sure if I should Firebend with this much liquor."
Zuko's face twisted into an expression Katara had never seen before and he scratched his head withe hand not patting hers, "But I have to Firebend to let us back into the Ursa? Katara I know I've been a real asshole but will you put me out if I go up like blasting jelly in a room full of spark rocks?"
“But you’re not holding any …” Katara stopped coming to an epiphany, “Zuko are you drunk?”
“I’m not drunk, I’m tipsy. I just forgot you shouldn’t chug champagne because it’s so bubbly and it makes it go to your head faster. I should probably stop talking before I say something I shouldn’t like you are so pretty and I really want to fuck you.”
Katara would have hit him had he not tripped over the door hatch.
Zuko looked through the portal and began making the sequence to let them back inside. Katara watched as the furniture she’d been sitting on retreated below deck with each burst of fire. By the time the door was open, the loungers had completely retracted and she was unable to tell it was ever anything more than solid metal. Zuko placed his hands and feet on the outer bars of the ladder and slid down. Katara climbed down in the more traditional manner.
This time Zuko led her straight back to the room. She watched as he locked the bedroom door then walked into the closet that he the normally retrieved the chamber pot from muttering how bad he needed to pee. Katara nervously walked behind the privacy screen; the chamber pot was still there. She hoped the closet at least contained an opening for waste otherwise the room would reek in the morning.
While Zuko was in the other room, Katara took the opportunity to change into one of the clean nightgowns that had miraculously appeared in one of the drawer’s Zuko had allotted to her and climbed into bed. She said a prayer that Zuko would pass out in the other room or at least forget that he’d ever told her he was horny. She was half asleep when the bed dipped and Zuko wrapped his arms around her.
“I want you Katara. Do you have any idea what lying next to you does to me?” He slurred bringing his hands up to fondle her breasts. She felt his erection bumping wildly against her backside as he grunted and moaned for the brief amount of time it took for him to find release.
Zuko rolled away from her and strode across the room naked to pick up the robe hanging on the privacy screen. He removed the sash and looped it around the bedpost before binding her wrists then resuming his position spooning her. He raised his body temperature to dry the wet spots he’d left on the mattress and her clothing. He fell asleep making gentle circles around her areoles as he declared his feelings.
It took a while for Katara to fall asleep. Zuko’s snores rumbled in her ears and his hands still cupped her breast, but none of that concerned her as much as what she thought he’d mumbled before he dozed off - I care about you so much. I think I might be falling in love with you. What do I have to do for you to be my girlfriend? I’ll do anything for you to like me back and for our physical joining to be consensual. Just tell me and I’ll do it. I want to make you happy as much as I want to teach the Avatar Firebending to help him end the war and overthrow my father.
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