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Fuseki	By : Katalyst Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Azula/Katara Views: 12157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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Some of you may have noticed that I’ve been geeking over other series and writing a lot lot lot for them lately. I promise that at least for now, Fuseki is safe though – even if I’m slower writing it. Real life is slowing just a bit and I’m feeling more in the swing of things.

As always, still looking for a good rp partner or two, as well as people to bounce ideas off of. If anyone is interested in Avatar or any other fandom that I write for… you can IM me on aim at katalyst019 or pm me here.

As always – thank you so much for all of you who read and especially to those of you who review! I’m glad you enjoy them as much as I do… and I hope you all enjoy the new chapter!

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Sokka took a seat at the table, looking over the food first with equal measures of distrust and anticipation, and then Azula. She sat down gracefully, sighing, and motioned at him to eat.

He started on it immediately, without any sort of rational hesitation and she rolled her eyes a little, picking up a slice of fruit and daintily taking a bite from it. Averting her eyes from him. She should have known he’d have the table manners of an untrained pig-goat.

“So whydya wanna know ‘bout Katara?” He managed to get past the food filling his mouth. She frowned, having to take a moment to translate the garbled speech.

“She and I have become… friends, I suppose.”

“Friends? Riiiiiight.” He snorted a bit, gesturing at her with a piece of food and she couldn’t help sneering just the tiniest bit.

“How would you put it, then?” She kept her voice carefully neutral.

“You’re stalking her.”

“Oh I am not.” She scoffed, frowning at him.

“You sure? You’ve been kind of stalky….”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay, okay.” He paused to stuff a particularly large piece of meat down his throat. “Well you’re better off if that’s the case. Really, you might want to stay as far away from her as you can.”

“Why’s that?” She raised an eyebrow, not sure if he was warning her or threatening her.

“Look. Katara’s great and all, but she’s insane. Freakish. She’s got the worst temper I’ve ever seen. If you cross her, even accidentally, you’re gonna be beyond sorry.”

“Yes, yes, I know.” She rolled her eyes. “Your Avatar already tried to convince me that she was stronger than me.”

“Stronger?” He shrugged, stuffing even more food into his face. Azula couldn’t help but wonder how he even fit all of it into his stomach. “Well yeah. I mean, she’s learned as much as you have in your whole life in about a year. But that’s kind of immaterial…”

“So what is material?” she ground out, finding this entire conversation really irritating all of a sudden. Just because Azula had had the benefit of teachers and the waterbender had to make things up as she went along didn’t mean that Katara was stronger than her. In fact, it really meant just the opposite, in her mind.

She’s even more proud than you, princess.” He drawled the last part and Azula smiled, poisonously sweet, back, clutching the fruit in her hand hard enough that her nails dug into it, juice welling up over her fingertips.

“You think I’m proud?” She very carefully kept her voice from getting shrill.

“Proud, vain, arrogant, conceited, overconfident…. Want me to go on?” He smirked openly, taking a bite.

“Then couldn’t the same be said for your sister?” she hissed, feeling her eyebrows draw together.

“Hn.” He shrugged, looking uncomfortable and she held back a smirk, knowing she’d argued him into a corner. “Well… maybe.”

“I see. Well, thank you for your time.” She stood gracefully, deciding this was a complete waste of time.

“Fair price for the food. Seeya later, princess.” He grinned, like everyone else, completely lacking in manners. What was it with these people?

She bowed her head just a bit, stiffly, turning to go, trying not to fume.

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Later that night, she studied Katara as the girl brushed her hair slowly, watching the thick, shimmering waterfall down her naked back.

They had picked up where the morning left off, and Katara had turned the tables on her, turning aggressive almost, so that it wasn’t a seduction any longer, but a game enthusiastically played by both of them.

She was a surprise. Azula watched her with half-lidded eyes, a hand on her hip, stroking it lazily, though the girl paid it little mind. A constant surprise, and she was becoming more and more of a… pleasure. Annoying in a way, because she was so independent, but she was a challenge at least.

Katara leaned down and caught Azula’s lips in a slow, teasing kiss, breaking her train of thought. “I think I need to get some air…”

“You’re leaving?” Azula pouted a little, for effect, but she didn’t mind sleeping alone, especially not when feeling so very languid and sated.

“Don’t tell me you don’t want your beauty sleep.” Katara was smirking softly.

Azula rolled onto her back slowly, smiling. “Mn. True.”

Another lingering kiss and Katara drew away, going to slip back into her clothes. Azula watching her with half-closed, proprietary eyes. She was beautiful, really.

But she didn’t mind when Katara left and closed the door behind her.

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Azula was still in a mood – the previous night’s diversions nearly forgotten. As amusing as the girl was in bed, she wasn’t exactly proving to be an asset to Azula’s plans.

She prowled down one of the paths parallel to her brother’s gardens, face icily composed, trying to decide what exactly to do. Could she plan and execute a coup now, with the military so firmly loyal to her idiot brother?

“I can do it without the full moon, now.”

She recognized the voice immediately, and Azula stopped in her tracks, surprised – not only at the Katara’s voice, but her words too. Somehow, she was stung that she had no idea what the girl was talking about. She stood, half-holding her breath and hoping that no one would notice her eavesdropping.

“How did you find out?”

“I… I got startled. A lizard-bird practically crawled down my collar while I was walking, last night.”

There was a moment and just the slightest bit of amused laughter. “You’re not the type to scare easily.”

“I wasn’t scared, I was startled. I was thinking.” Katara’s tone was a bit sharp and defensive. Azula could hear the other girl pacing, the gravel cracking under her feet. “What am I going to do?”

“Katara…” Aang’s voice sounded deeper for a moment, more mature. As if it was stained with all those lifetimes of being. “You’re overreacting.”

“Overreacting?” Azula bit her lip, trying not to laugh at how menacing Katara sounded, suddenly. Apparently no one had been lying about the waterbender’s temper.

“It’s power. It’s not good or bad, on its own.”

“Something like that cannot be good. Ever. Out of everyone, I thought you’d be the one to understand!”

“I do.” His voice was still quiet with none of the characteristic teasing notes that Azula was used to hearing. “You know yourself what I can do, too.”

“But the point is I used it.”

The Avatar sighed deeply. “I know.”

A servant rounded the corner and Azula cursed internally, starting to walk as if she had never stopped, missing whatever the end of their conversation was.

The girl was clearly upset over something. She mused, finding her way to her room to sit at her vanity and tap her fingers on it silently. Something to do with power. She was frightened, too.

It was maddening, trying to figure out what this power was. Whatever it was, it had to be impressive, if she thought she could only access it during the full moon.

Impressive sources of power intrigued her.
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