A Zukka story cause the area's been lacking lately. And, because Reigning Fyre can't help but wring these out of me. Rated T, will probably be moved up to mature later though. Rated T because of the fact that Sokka and Zuko are teenage boy with bodily needs, and that Zuko kidnaps Sokka.
Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar the Last Airbender, there would be no argument over who Sokka ends up with... No wait, there would. Excuse my habit for pairing Sokka up with everyone male, under 21, his age, or older.
Sokka stood ready, his weapon raised.
The enemy was close by, he could feel it. It had been following him for a while now. Just because he couldn't see the enemy didn't mean the water tribe teen didn't know he was there.
His body was tense, as he carefully examined his surroundings. He could hear the enemy circle around him. A bead of sweat dripped down his brow, as he waited, prepared for the attack that was going to come at any minute.
The enemy still caught him by surprise.
Falling down from a surprise tackle from behind, Sokka landed face down in the grass damp from a recent shower. Quickly kicked his legs out to unbalance the enemy atop him, Sokka turned and grabbed the larger figure by the shoulders.
The two wrestled, rolling about in the damp grass while doing so. Hands grasped, grappled, trying to find a way to overpower their opponents. It ended, as the enemy found himself atop Sokka's form, the boy gasping for air from a particularly rough shove.
Before he could regain his breath as he was winded, the enemy flipped him onto his back and held Sokka to the ground. His wrists pinned beside his head, both Sokka and the enemy panting lightly.
Catching their breath, playful smiles made their way to the faces of the two. Their faces slowly, slowly came closer and closer together. Their lips parting, breath lightly fanning the other's before coming together to meet in the first embrace of the day.
"How did you get away from the others so quickly?" the enemy, the fire nation prince asked. Zuko let go of Sokka's wrists to play with his hair, pulling it out of it's 'wolf's tail.'
Sokka's freed hand reaching up to tangle in the short, spiky locks of Zuko's hair. "I told them I was going hunting." Sokka explained quickly, drawing the banished prince into another kiss.
Their mouths opened, with tongues entered; caressing, touching, exploring. Pulling away, fingers gently caressed across burnt flesh; trailing softly, delicately. It caused the other to shift and shiver at the still unfamiliar, intimate touch.
Zuko mimicked the water tribe boy's touch. Pale fingers trailed against toffee colored skin. They pulled away chocolate colored strands of hair. Now unhindered, he looked into sharp, clear blue eyes that returned the gaze into mismatched golden ones that seemingly slit like a cats.
A soft sigh of contempt escaped as lips meet together for a second caress; softer, more chaste, less exploration, more contact.
A frown appeared as they parted. "We shouldn't do this."
"Why?" Sokka asked, his hand shifting from Zuko's hair to his shoulders
"Because." Zuko pressed his forehead against Sokka's. "Your sister and her friends will expect you back soon. If you don't they'll come look for you."
"Then come with us." Sokka protested. "Aang's already forgiven you. He wants to be your friend, and Toph and Katara would give you a chance"
Zuko sighed. "And what about our relationship? You think they would accept you sleeping with the enemy?"
Sokka pouted. "We aren't 'sleeping' with each other. We're dating each other. There's a difference."
Zuko smirked. "Oh? And if we continued, would it stay that way for long?" he asked, trailing a finger down the length of Sokka's cheek.
Sokka squirmed under the touch. "Yes, it would. Katara'd notice. Even Aang and Toph would notice."
Zuko raised an eyebrow. "How?"
"You don't know Water Tribe rituals. There's no reason to explain." Sokka couldn't meet Zuko's eyes.
Sokka squirmed. "When..." he licked dry lips. "When a member of the Water Tribe... we connect for life. If I gave myself to you, I'd give myself only to you, and no one else. Forever."
Zuko snorted, his lips nipped at Sokka's shoulder. "I didn't know you were the type to say such sappy things."
Sokka jerked his head to face Zuko. "You jerk! I'm trying to be serious here!"
Zuko continued to nip up his shoulder, closer and closer to Sokka's neck. "Why? You never cared much to be serious before."
Sokka shivered violently as he felt Zuko's hot breath bath the cold ivory at his neck. "Zuko stop..." Why did he have to sound so weak?
"Why?" Zuko's fingered reached to undo the clasp of the necklace. "Don't you want-"
"STOP IT!" Sokka's whole body jerked violently.
Zuko pulled back in shock as Sokka pulled away and thrust out a hand to ward the fire bender off.
"Sokka, what in the world are you-"
"Don't touch that! NEVER touch that!" The water tribe boy visibly shivered, hand around his neck, holding his necklace to him for reassurance that it was still there.
Zuko's brows furrowed with concern and confusion. "Sokka-"
"Don't." Sokka interrupted, his voice sharp, clipped, and shaking. "Just, just don't Zuko. Please."
"Sokka, don't what?"
"Don't tou... Just forget it Zuko. I need to get back to Katara and the others."
He stood to leave, but was jerked backwards by Zuko's grasp on his arm. A voice, tinged dark with an emotion Sokka couldn't place in his ear.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me what all that was about."
Sokka didn't move. He didn't fight the grip, nor did he lean into the fire bender. "It's... it's a water tribe thing. It doesn't concern you." Sokka pulled at his arm. "I'll see you later."
"You'll tell me now." Zuko hissed.
"I already told you, it's a Water Tribe thing."
"I. Don't. Care."
Sokka shivered. The fire prince's breath hissing across the back of his neck, heating the ivory that was always so cold.
Zuko's grip loosened a moment, before tightening again. Did Sokka just whimper? What could possibly be wrong with the boy?
Sokka shuddered. "It's... It's..."
"Sokka!" Katara's voice called from within the forest.
Sokka sighed, his body visibly sagging in relief for the interruption. "I need to go." Sokka tried again to pull away, but Zuko kept his grip firm.
"You're not going anywhere." Zuko hissed.
"Zuko, I have to go."
Zuko lifted his other hand to grab Sokka's other arm. He pulled the Water Tribe boy against him, his front pressing against Sokka's back. "I told you, you're not going anywhere."
"I have to go Zuko. If I don't get back soon, Katara will come find us."
"Then let her find us." Zuko hissed, his body heat warm against Sokka.
"But we can't!"
"Why not?" Zuko asked, his breath fanning against the ivory of the necklace. His tongue darted out to lap at the edge of the necklace,
Sokka shuddered. A soft cry escaped his mouth, as his knees gaze out. Zuko barely caught him in time, bewildered. What was that-?
"I-I need to go." Sokka panted.
"Sokka! Sokka, where are you?" Katara's voice called, coming closer and closer to them.
Sokka struggled. "Zuko, I need to leave. I have to-" he gasped as Zuko suddenly yanked the belt of his shirt and began to bind his wrists with his own belt.
"What are you doing?" Sokka whimpered, his voice coming out soft and quivering. What was Zuko doing? Yes, they had teased each other before, wrestling and pinning the other to the ground, but Zuko had never tried to tie him up. He always let Sokka leave with minimum resistance.
"If you won't tell me, then I'll take you as my prisoner and keep you until you do." Zuko whispered, tying Sokka's wrists with a knot.
"You can't!" Sokka hissed, as Zuko threw him roughly over his shoulder.
"Sokka!" Katara called, running to the small pond she knew her brother was fishing in. "It's almost time for dinner. Did you catch anything?" Katara slowed as she approached. It was too quiet... hadn't he heard her yelling?
"Sokka?" she called, looking around. He wasn't anywhere. There was his knife and spear. A few small game animals laid limp on the ground only a few feet away from her.
Sokka squirmed in Zuko's grasp, the Fire Prince's hand over his mouth.
"Just stay still." Zuko whispered in his ear, holding the boy tighter. "She'll leave in a few minutes."
Sokka shook his head, trying to tell Zuko that no, his sister was different than Azula. His sister wouldn't leave until she knew where her brother was.
"She isn't leaving." Zuko hissed after a few moment.
Sokka jerked his head and rolled his eyes. If he was looking at the prince, he shot him a 'well duh' look.
"By the spirits." Zuko huffed, coming out of the foliage, Sokka held to his chest.
"Sokka!" Katara cried, taking a water bending stance right away. "What are you doing to him you-"
"I'm taking him with me." Zuko explained shortly "Do anything to interfere..." Zuko's hand spouted a flame, holding it threatening close to Sokka's face.
Sokka cringed. The flame wasn't hot enough to burn him, and the younger boy knew it was an empty threat, but damn it this was scary.
"Don't you dare hurt my brother!" Katara screamed, readying her water whip..
Zuko smirked. "Then don't give me a reason to."
With that, flames leap up, momentarily blinding the water bender.
Katara looked up once she dowsed the flames.
"Sokka!" She screamed her brother's name, though she knew it was futile.
The site was empty.
Yes, Zuko just kidnapped Sokka. He'll give him back… Eventually… Once he's gotten what he wants from the poor little Water Tribe boy.
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