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Are Two Better Than One	By : AngelYoukai Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female Views: 5522 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Are Two Better Than One
- 2-Lost, Found, and Mean
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This is my first fic for this series, so be nice.
Disclaimer: So... yeah... I don't own any Avatar characters, I can barely spell half the names. I do, however, own Mitsukai, as that is my self-insert character. I also own most other non-Avatar characters.
Summary: Aang's group and Zuko's ship both stop in a town famous for its hookers (kinda like Vegas or Amsterdam) and they meet a waitress with some interesting bending powers and a few propositions. (slight AU, as this is after the North Pole. Just Pretend Zuko got his ship and crew back to continue the search, instead of getting uber banished)
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"Miss, is there a private room we can use?" the Fire Nation soldier asked the bartender in the resturaunt the prince had selected.
Zuko had generously offered to treat the whole crew, save the unlucky ones that had to stay guarding ship, to lunch. He was aware that most of them wouldn't return to the ship until much later because of even ten minutes allowed on the shores of this village, but some of the men were getting a bit of cabin fever. But he'd decided not to let anything bother him. He didn't care if they came across the Avatar in this village. He doubted that girl in their group would allow them to stop in this village anyway. Today, they would take a break.
The bartender had a waitress show them to a large back room. As they walked through the resturaunt, the soldiers saw other waitresses giggling and flirting with the patrons and being otherwise very friendly. They all approved of the prince's choice in establishment.
When all the men were seated, the waitress called over another. "Hey Mimi!"
"You mean you're not gonna be serving us?" one of the soldiers asked, sounding disappointed.
"I am, but I'm going to need some help for such a large group of big strong men like you," she said with a giggle.
At that moment the other waitress walked in grumbling to the first. "Ami, I told you never to call me that." Then, the girls stood next to each other and introduced themselves.
"I'm Ami."
"And I'm Mitsukai."
"And we'll serving you today," they said in practiced unison, though Mitsukai seemed far less bubbly than Ami. Ami had short, dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Mitsukai, on the other hand, was taller with much longer, bright red hair, up in a high ponytail, tightly braided forelocks, and bright blue-green eyes. Both girls had decent figures, but Ami was a bit more busty.
"Can we get you gentlemen anything to start? Drinks?" Mistukai asked.
"Just get them a round of sake" Zuko said when no one else spoke up. "And is there a menu we can see?"
"What do you want to drink, little man?" Mitsukai asked him while Ami went to get menus wondering about ordering sake in the middle of the day.
"I'm having the same as everyone else," he said angrily.
"Aren't you a little too-"
"I am not too young!"
"I know. I was going to say, 'Aren't you a little too smart to be getting drunk in the middle of the day?' Believe me, we never refuse anyone drinks. I was just checking," she said smoothly.
"I'll have a cold ginger tea," he said quietly, through gritted teeth.
"Good choice," she grinned and left just as Ami returned with the menus and sake.
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"Of course, this had to be the first village we've seen in days," Katara complained. "How could I have agreed to stop here?"
"It's like you said, this is the first village we've seen in days," Sokka responded. "And we need supplies. Besides, what's so bad about this town, anyway?" Of course, that was asked after he was winked at by a scanitly clad waitress. "Hey, I'm hungry. Why don't we treat ourselves and eat there?"
"Sokka, we really don't have alot of money left-" Katara tried to tell him.
"Yeah, great, let's go," he grabbed both her and Aang's arms and dragged them in, having not listened to a word she said.
"Excuse me," Katara asked a red-headed waitress carrying tea. She figured there was less on her for her brother to ogle than on some of the other waitresses.
"Sit anywhere, I'll be with you in just a minute," the waitress told her and hurried into a noisy back room.
"Sokka, sit down and behave," Katara ordered him.
"Wow..." Aang said in awe, looking around the room.
"Aang, you're a monk," Katara reminded him. "And you're twelve."
"He's a hundred and twelve, Katara," her brother said, taking a moment away from his drooling.
"A hundred and twelve, how'd you manage that?" the red-headed waitress had returned and interrupted the argument.
"He's the Avatar," Sokka said in his best I'm-trying-to-impress-you voice.
"Wow, the Avatar, lucky me, the Avatar and the Fire Nation prince in one day, and I get to serve them both. Oh, I'm Mitsukai and I'll be your waitress, today," she said with the practiced smile.
"Prince Zuko, when? Where?" Katara asked, almost frantic.
"He's the back room now, with a bunch of soldiers... Oh, that's right, the Fire Nation is after your ass. Wonder how much I would get for you..." she paused at the horror stricken look on each of their faces. "I'm kidding. I'm not going to tell them you're here... You better tip really big."
Much to Katara's dismay, Sokka actually placed an order. She was even more shocked when Aang followed suit. So, she threw caution to the wind and placed an order of her own. After Mitsukai left to pass their orders to the kitchen and check on the back room, Katara was hit by and idea.
"Guys, if most of the soldiers and Zuko are back there, then guard is low on the ship, right?"
"Where are you going, Katara?" Aang asked suspiciously.
"Well, we could do something to make it difficult for them to track us," she said quietly.
"That's pretty reckless," Mitsukai commented as she placed their food on the table.
"How do you do that?" Sokka asked her.
"Do what?"
"Show up just in time to stop an argument," he elaborated.
"Destiny," she joked. "Hey, if they don't know you're in the village, you could leave today and get a good headstart. Judging by the looks of those soldier, they won't be leaving until at least tomorrow."
"Yeah, thanks," Sokka said, really not wanting to leave. "My tea is a little cold, do you think you could heat it up?"
"No problem," she said. She waved her hand and lit a little flame under the cup for a moment. "There, it should be fine now." She went back to the other room before they could recover and ask about that bit of fire bending.
"Hey, Mimi," one of the soldiers approached her as soon as she entered the room.
"It's Mitsukai. What can I do for you, sir?" she said, plastering on a smile.
"Our prince has been a little depessed lately, and when he's not happy, nobody on the ship's happy. So a bunch of us we were wondering if we could hire you for him." Half the waitresses in the resturaunt had been hired out to this group for some after hours business. The proposition did not surprise her. She agreed and made arrangements. It turned out many of the men weren't sure if he'd ever had a woman before.
After the restaurant had closed, nearly all the girls headed out, either to inns or ships. Mitsukai was the only girl going to the Fire Nation ship. All the soldiers had taken their girls to inns. She got onto the ship without incident and was directed to Prince Zuko's room.
She peaked in and saw that he was sleeping quite soundly. She let herself in and pulled up a chair next to his bed. After a few minutes of him not even stirring, she began calling his name softly.
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"...ince Zuko... Prince Zuko... Hey, there you are." Zuko opened his eyes to see the waitress from the resturaunt sitting in his room. He sat up, scowling.
He did not appreciate being woken up, but he could appreciate her clothes. She wore an extremely short yukata, dark red, with a wide, low neckline, a deep blue obi, and black stockings not quite reaching the bottom of the yukata. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.
"You, or at least, that's what I was hired to do," she said with a grin.
"Me? What do you-? But I didn't hire you," he said, realizing what she meant.
"No, but your subordinates did. They asked me to show you a good time," she explained. "So, how do you want me?"
"I- um... I'm not-"
She sighed. "Do you want to be on top? Bottom? Do you want to tie me up? Do you want me to tie you up? Do you like spanking? Are there any specific positions you like or prefer? Is there anything you're into?" Ever the seasoned professional.
"Well, I suppose..." he hesitated.
"If you are uncomfortable, we could just talk," she said, trying to be accomodating. Then, she stood from the chair. "Or, if you've never done it before, I could show you how." She lowered her voice to a more sultry tone and climbed on the bed. She knelt with his legs between hers. She played with the knot of her sash for a moment before leaving it tied and putting her hands on the bed, her face centimeters away from his. He could feel her breath when she spoke. "What do you want to do?"
"I- I shouldn't... but..." he couldn't decide between duty and desire. He actually did want her, but he told himself that the prince of the Fire Nation should not be playing with hookers that had gods-knew-what sort of horrible diseases. But he looked at her, and she looked clean and very pretty. And she looked like she wanted him. He knew it was probably part of her job to have that look, but it seemed so genuine and made it very difficult to resist.
"But? Why don't we let your body decide," she suggested. He could not help but watch as her hand disappeared beneath the covers. He bit back a sound as her hand stroked him, but he could not stop his face from coloring or his body's other reactions. "It seems your body has cast a vote in favor of taking full advantage of my services."
"Wha- I mean, you can..." he could not seem to finish a sentence. Of course, the fact that her hand had yet to stop moving was not helping the matter.
"I can? I can what? I can do this?" She moved her face away from his, down. She pulled back the covers and stopped, looking back up at him.
His mind was agonizing over his dilemma, his body becoming more insistant. When he saw her poised over him, his body won out. His hips shift up only slightly, but enough so that Mitsukai got the message.
She licked up his length and felt him shiver before pressing her lips to the head and opening her mouth so that he could feel everything. She slid his cock into her mouth and began sucking, taking him in further with each motion. She deepthroated him, creating a vacuum and causing his self-control to slip. He moaned and the flames in the small room grew in size, pulsing in time to Mitsukai's ministrations. Zuko could feel himself nearing climax. Apparently, she could also tell, because she removed her mouth before he could come, leaving his body demanding release.
"What the-?! What are you doing?" he demanded vocally.
"Do you want to do more than just oral sex?" she asked calmly.
Zuko could not think quite straight; he just nodded his head. He watched as she peeled off the stockings, undid the tie at her waist, and shrugged out of the yukata, each moment, his body becoming painfully more needy.
"You like to be in control, right?" she asked him. Again, he nodded. She sat on the the bed, and they both shifted as she guided him on top of her. He positioned himself at her entrance and hesitated.
He knew that now was not the time to be thinking, but he could not help it. He was on a mission to restore his honor, and fucking around with a prostitute was not the way to do that. But he had decided that he would not think about his mission or the Avatar. He was so conflicted, he sat back on his heels despite his body's protests.
"What's wrong? Are you having second thoughts?" Mitsukai sat up.
"I'm a prince. I shouldn't need my crew to hire a hooker five years older than me. I should be at home with girls throwing themselves at me. I've been reduced to this..." Unconsciously, he brought his hand up to his scar.
"Five years? How old do you think I am?" she said, looking mildly offended.
He gaped at he for a moment, shocked at what she focused on first. "I don't know, twenty-one, twenty-two..."
"So you're sixteen or seventeen. I'm seventeen, the same age as you." Zuko was amazed. She certainly didn't act like any teenager he'd ever met. But for some strange reason, it did make him feel a bit better. "And I really do think you're cute. Normally, I wouldn't care if a client didn't want to do anything. But I think I want to sleep with you. I don't want just sex; I want you. But what is most important is that you are comfortable in your situation and that you enjoy yourself tonight... You really are quite the honorable gentleman, aren't you?" She reached out and touched the hand covering his scar.
Honorable... She said he was honorable, and she wanted to sleep with him but had left the final decision up to him. It only took him a moment to decide. "I'm going t-"
"Wait," she cut him off. "I want you to know that it was been my honor to serve you. And no matter what you have decided, I'm going to remembere this for the rest of my life. I also want to kiss you if you want to..." She pulled her hand away, and as she did, Zuko felt her fingertips brush his scar.
He sat, frozen, waiting for something, revulsion maybe, to be expressed by her. But she just sat there, looking as expectant as he felt, until she started to look concerned. She waved a hand in front of his face, that same hand, bringing him out of his trance. "Hey, are you ok? Did even talking about a kiss put you into shock? I'm good, but I didn't know I was that good."
It took him a bit of effort to remember why she was waiting in the first place. What she said did not affect his decision, but how she reacted, or rather her lack of reaction to that brief touch had enforced it.
"I don't want to sleep with someone that was paid to do it..." he said, firm in his resolve but still sounding ashamed.
"Alright," she said. She knew there were lots of people that felt that way, just not very many that came to that town. "Would you like me to relieve you, though?" she asked, gesturing toward his erection.
"Please," he said, becoming desperate for release.
She leaned down and began to suck, and after only a few moments his hips bucked, his back arched, and a loud moan escaped his lips as he came, releasing the built up pressure. She lapped up the warm fluid, licking the corners of her mouth before looking up at him. His cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing deeply.
"Did you enjoy it?"
He simply nodded in reply.
"Can I ask you a question? Do you prefer men?"
He swallowed and looked at her, confused by the question. "Why would you ask something like that? Because I didn't want to sleep with you?"
"Not really. I mean, I know you're probably not gay if a woman gets you hard. But are you telling me that a bunch of guys on a ship, alone, at sea for long periods of time with no women, no one lights your fire in a broom closet or something?"
"N-no, of course not," he insisted, looking offended.
"Ok, I was just curious. Are you sure?"
"Yes!" He crawled to the head of his bed and laid his head on his pillow. "I'm tired."
"But we hardly did anything," she said, wondering how he could possibly be tired after just a blow.
"You woke me up, remember? And it's late," he said grumpily.
"Fine," she said, standing and jumping off the bed, grabbing her clothes.
Zuko sat up again. "W-wait, do you have to go?" And Mitsukai remembered that he was a 16-year-old boy.
"No, I don't." She put her things on the chair and climded back into the bed. She laid herself beside him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He turned toward her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Even though it wasn't sex, it was very intimate for them both.
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Okay, I know Zuko was a little OOC at the end, but it just had to be that way. Deal with it.
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