|A Dance As Old As Time
Author: powderedsugar PM
they were opposites, fire and water, but when Zuko saves Katara from a horrible fate, they are drawn together in an eternal dance ZutaraRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Zuko & Katara - Chapters: 14 - Words: 19,444 - Reviews: 103 - Favs: 35 - Follows: 42 - Updated: 10-07-07 - Published: 11-13-06 - id: 3244319
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So I come home from project week, and I find that my family has adopted a cat. He's only staying for a week but he is taking up a lot of my time so I'm sorry if the next update does not come for a while. And as promised: a new chapter within a week. I think it's a record for me!
Disclaimer: I don't own A:TLA
Katara practically flew back to camp, she was running so fast. She was in her sleeping bag, her head on a makeshift pillow of an old dress before Zuko moved from his spot next to the water.
What in the world was I thinking? His mind berated him as memories of the moment replayed themselves in his head. It took him a while to stand up, not wanting to run into a very confused waterbender at the camp. He made his way back and found Katara asleep, or she was a good actress and was able to fake sleep.
Heaving a sigh, he fell to the ground and curled up on his sleeping mat. He knew that the next morning when they were training there would be hell to pay.
The morning rose with a fine mist which soaked most of their clothes. Appa groaned, clearly unhappy with the situation while Momo dried off in his thick undercoat. Katara made breakfast for all of them and without eating; she went down to the river. She didn't seem very angry but she wasn't happy either.
After a bit, Zuko followed. She was in the river, hurling icicles into nearby trees. A few glanced off some of the tall rocks that decorated the river, poking up out of the cold water. One came very close to his head as he waded into the water. She paused and whirled on him.
"Look Zuko, whatever happened between us last night we just need to forget about it. It was a mistake us even being there together and it needs to be left behind."
"What? Are you trying to say that you didn't want me to kiss you? I could see it in your eyes"
"What?" she demanded.
"Desire. You want me. You want to make you feel like your whole body is on fire. You want nothing more right now, than for me to kiss you." he responded, slowly moving around her, breathing on her neck like he had done when he had tied her up to a tree. Her whole body stiffened as she felt the skin of his abdomen brush against her back. Without even realizing it, she had moved closer to him and as he circled to her front, she was pressed up against his rock hard body.
"See? You feel it now. All you want is…"
"NO! I will never, ever want you!" she cut him off, desperately trying to stay in control of a situation that was quickly sliding downhill for her. Her concentration was slipping and all thoughts of bending flew from her head.
Suddenly, he had her pressed up against a rock, her arms held above her head. Her back instinctively arched from the cold surface, pressing her body flush up against his. His abs pressed tight against her as her skin responded with goose bumps that ran the length of her torso. He could feel her rapid breathing across his neck and chest and in a moment, his lips crashed down upon hers.
Was it passion that he felt? Zuko wasn't entirely sure but the feeling of her body and her lips pressed onto him made him want more. She was so warm, so soft. But the supple muscle of her arms and the toned plane of her stomach showed that he wasn't the only one that took care of them self well. He coaxed her lips apart and his tongue dove into her mouth. Agni, she tastes so good. He took detect that morning's breakfast of fruit and tea on her lips and he wanted more.
His tongue enticed hers into moving with him and his hands dropped her wrists to go around her waist, pulling her as close as possible. His hands left hot trails along the smooth skin of her waist, then the small of her back. Now that her hands were free, they immediately tangled themselves in his thick hair, pulling gently.
Water lapped up against them and a breeze blew over their close bodies, making them both shiver, despite the heat that they had created. Zuko pulled away and looked into her clouded eyes.
"And you told me that you didn't want me."
"I don't." And then their lips were together again although this kiss was less demanding and rough. His hands traversed her back and ran up and down her sides while hers stayed firmly entangled in his now wet and snarled hair. His lips left hers and began to travel down her neck, leaving wet kisses on his way down. He began to suckle at her pulse point, making her whimper.
"Zuko…" He bit her lightly, making her gasp.
"Zuko." She said a bit more firmly. "We can't do this."
"And why not?" he asked, his teasing lips moving up the side of her face, right to the sensitive spot behind her ear.
"Because, I told Aang that I would train with him today in waterbending. He will be here any minute and I don't want to have to explain a hickey on my neck."
Zuko reluctantly pulled away. Brushing a feather light kiss upon her slightly swollen lips, he backed away. A cold rush swept between their bodies, wanting the warmth of the other back.
He waded out of the water and picked up his discarded shirt on shore. Crunching sounds were heard as Aang approached from camp and Zuko leapt into the woods. He walked back to camp where he saw his uncle sitting happily next to a brewing pot of tea.
"So nephew, how are your lessons with Miss Katara going?"
Ha! I told you I would have a new chapter in a week! I know its short but I promised Zutara action (and a live Momo) and here it is!