Author: DazzlingAmethyst PM
When millionaire wheeler-dealer Zuko enters into a business contract with Hollywood hooker Katara, he loses his heart in the bargain in this charming romantic deal. Can the poor prostitute and the rich capitalist live happily ever after? Please Review when you read.Rated: Fiction M - English - Friendship/Romance - Zuko & Katara - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,149 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 22 - Updated: 11-13-12 - Published: 09-01-12 - id: 8487410
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Hey guys sorry for the late, late, late update. So I want to thank all my reviewers and thank you so much for favoriting this story it means a lot. I will go through your reviews, right now. :) Starting from the oldest reviews, by the way this is just me responding to the reviews.
Wolfshifter1001: Well I guess I have telepathic abilities. Thanks for reading :)
BROWNeyes: Thank you very much it means a lot. :)
Hercules324: Uh thanks…I love you too! :/
Guest: Thanks so much and I actually got married already. And Patrick Swayze was a good guy. :)
Guest: Yep I am updating…right now. Lol. ;)
Wicked Empress: Thanks I didn't even realize I was making Katara deeper than Julia Roberts. But let's all admit, Katara is fucking awesome. :)
KorraGirl143: Thanks so much. :D
Charles: Hah I can't wait until I put my twist on things either. I hope you enjoyed it.
Patronizing: Thank you for the tip, I will make sure to do it. Sorry for switching the POV's so much.
Wolfshifter1001: Duh! We all know Zuko is HOT! HOT! HOT! 100 TIMES HOT! But thank you for saying that :) (Seriously this girl is awesome.) :D
Nat: Well your review was…colorful. But I do appreciate the tips, even though you said I had to increase my writing by 200% That pissed me off for a minute, but then I started to read some things in my story, and I did notice the run-ons and I also realized I did switch POV's way too much. Thank you very much for your review and thoughts. Lastly I don't find the time to make sure my chapters are grammatically correct, but I will start doing it. Thanks for the review :)
Crystal James: You're very welcome Crystal. But Nat did actually give me good advice for the story. She's not a "bitch" she was just trying to correct my errors. Thanks for the review. :)
Velcropants23: I love your screen name ;) And thank you. As a matter of fact I did update "In the Waves" I didn't know you were fused with Zutara and Kataang.
katara-zuko1714: Sure I did it right now! :)
Wicked Empress: Thanks. I really hate when typos happen. I'm sorry :(
Anonymous Presence: Thanks for the up-boost. But I am never discouraged by a…colorful review. I may be pissed off at that time, but I do make sure to read my story first, and try to identify what the reviewer was saying, and some of them do it to be rude, and some do it to help out. Thanks for the review :)
Izziee- Yep a BETA is a possibility. But right now I'm just trying to do things on my own, and try to raise up my level of writing. Thanks for the review :) Or in other words I tried to look for one, but none responded to my PM's. But I did only send some out to 2 people…
Fnioami: Your review is my command! (Always wanted to type that)
Thank you everyone for reviewing and here is the chapter you have been waiting for. Oh! I finally know how to add that line to divide POV's, heh.
Lastly this story will be based on the movie, but won't be EXACTLY like it. Just wanted you to know.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: TLA!
The dark haired man was very handsome in my sight, but I could tell he was unhappy about the blemish on his face. The guy kept turning his head so I would not be able to see it! Well to bad because I already saw it, buddy! I could tell that guys with marks like that were either contributing their services to gangs, or had a bad allergic reaction. It was one of those two choices. We were walking in silence. The only thing that could be heard on the tiled floors, were the clicking of my heels, and the slow breathing of the handsome man walking a few feet before me. Fine! Avoid me if you want to, but you can't get rid of me! While he was trying to avoid me by speeding up a tad, I took time to notice my surroundings. The walls were a beautiful crème color, adorned with portraits of snooty old ladies, looking down on peasants and serfs. The one thing that caught my eye was a gorgeous and sturdy painting right across from the golden elevator.
The background was a nice shade and mixture of gold and brown. The woman in the portrait had dark brown skin-the exact same shade as mine. She was dressed in a tight fitting renaissance styled red dress that dropped to her feet. Her brown curls were in a fancy and royal up-do. Even dressed like this she had a frown on her face. My hand flew immediately to my necklace as I read the small writings on it.
Kya the woman who shall never be forgotten…
That was my mother. Okay so let's pause for a minute. I may not have told you the entire truth. My dad is actually a wealthy business person shamed to look upon his daughter. He met my mother and they fell in love and so on. My mother was a model but instead of working behind the cameras she was a muse. One tied her down to a contract and used her in ways more than one. I recognized this painting clearly. The owner…not so sure about. But the minute I find out I am ripping him to shreds. How could her painting get in here anyway? The ding of the elevator rang through my ears; the dark haired man was already inside. But another was standing there waiting in a hotel uniform a smile on his face. I took one last glimpse of the picture and walked inside the elevator.
He looked at me for a moment and a smirk crossed his face, as he pushed a button to raise the elevator up. He looked toward Zuko-I guess I should start saying his name- and began talking in a language that I detected was Earth Kingdom French. That was one of the easiest dialects there was, and this bastard didn't think I would know it?!
« Vous avez acheté tout à fait le monsieur dame. »(You have bought quite the lady, sir.) The man named Zuko looked at him with surprise and raised a brow.
« Que voulez-vous dire? » (What do you mean ?)
I finally stopped leaning against the elevator wall, as it dinged, as expected. I snarled and got in the man's face and growled.
« Enfoncer trou du cul. » (Fucking Asshole)
He looked at me in surprise and I returned the look before I finally walked out of the elevator, a smile on my face. This guy obviously did not know who he was dealing with. Wait! But before I could stop myself I turned around on my heel and frowned.
"So I'm a prostitute! Don't judge me because of it! I'm not judging you. You're wearing a tight-ass bellhop suit, that makes your legs look like a woman's. Get them pleated!" I yelled angrily. Zuko grabbed my arm, unlocked his penthouse door, and pushed me inside with aggression. I smiled in satisfaction as I turned to face him, propping myself up on an elbow.
"So you like it rough. You should be on the bottom then." I explained. He shook his head and closed the door.
"I don't want to have this conversation with you of all people." He explained going into his large kitchen. "And why do you assume I would want to sleep with you?" he looked appalled to my surprise. Usually guys like to get laid, especially when they offer you help. My eyes widened and I stood slowly throwing my boots in the corner. I made the "rock-on" sign with my two fingers and pointed at him. Shock on my face.
"So let me get this straight. You were nice to me." Check, "You let me drive your car." Check, Check, "You invite me into your home, and refuse to screw me?" Please say no I don't want to screw you. Tui and La if he says that he is my dream guy!
"No I don't want to." He said and shrugged. Oh! THIS IS MY GUY! My dream guy is in this room, before my damn eyes. Call me crazy but I'm in love! Wait it could be a trap. He could maul me in my sleep, put a crazy pill in my drink and I become a whack-job. This guy was being too nice for his own good. I swallowed hard and snapped my fingers audibly and pointed at him.
"You're gay." I stated boldly. He choked on the wine he was drinking and looked mortified.
"What?" he screamed.
"It's okay! It's okay if you are. I have lots of gay friends and family members. In fact my brother was bi at one time, but now he's totally straight. It was just one time, he did it with a guy named Hahn…I'm not really sure-"
"I'm not fucking gay!" he screamed ending my rant.
"Ugh, OKAY!" I screamed making a monster face I was also doing the same with my hands to emphasize my point. This guy was crazy. I just asked him a question. I folded my arms and finally sat on the counter next to him as he sipped more wine.
"So…if you don't want sex, what do you want?"
He swallowed more of his wine and looked me in the eyes. God his eyes were gorgeous.
"I have a proposition for you."
So I hope this chapter was way better! It was just in Katara's POV. No switch ups. Now forgive me for typos and any grammar errors you see. But note this when I am doing with writing this story, I will revise each chapter, and luckily find a BETA before then.
Please review! Oh and that whole gay thing. I hope no one was offended, I have nothing against gay people. Just letting you guys know :)