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Chapter 9

The Beach Part I

*I'm so unbelievably sorry it took almost a full year for me to put out another chapter. Up until this point there has been a lot going in my life, that and I lost access to a computer. But as of now, I am graduated and was finally able to get my hands on something to write with!!! Yay! This chapter is short, but I was too excited to put something out for you guys. Ya'll deserve something while I continue to write more. Please leave comments and reviews to tell me how you feel and to help me to become a better writer. Enjoy! (: *

There was a soft light coming in through the window, brightening my eyelids before Id even opened them. Slowly, I peered into the view in front of me. A dimly lit room, with the sun shining brightly on the bed. I sat up and looked over to the petite sleeping form next to me. She is so beautiful, I thought. Through my eyes, this woman looked like a goddess, she was a goddess. So stunning, impossibly sweet, and so very caring for everyone. A smile grew onto my cheeks as I continued to look down at her. At this time, her face was relaxed, and she looked more content than how Id seen her in a long time. No stress concerned her face, no fear held her eyes. It was Katara in all her beauty.

A knock at the door distracted me. I removed the covers from my body and walked to grab my robe before opening the door.

"Good morning, Prince Zuko. We bring you your breakfast before we end our travels at Ember Island." The servant bowed before turning on her heel and walking back down the hallway from which shed come. In my hands was a tray of delicious looking foods, making me feel starved as I just stood there.

"Zuko?" Katara yawned and stretched her arms as she sat up in the bed. I couldn't help but gleam with joy, sleeping beauty had woken up. And, once again, I was so influenced by her never-ending beauty. "Zuko." She said again, more sternly.

"Oh, sorry." I laughed off my small moment of embarrassment. I walked over to the bed, setting down the tray of food as I sat down across from her. Katara must've been starving, because as soon as the tray hit the bed, she was devouring an apple. She moaned in satisfaction as she sat chewing. The juices came out the corner of her mouth and ran down her chin. Gracefully, she swiped it away with her hand. I laughed at how much of a mess she was making. Looking down I saw a variety of fruits as well as some bread options, along with a small glass pitcher of juice. I tore a piece of the bread off and began to munch on that.

The moment of bliss in the early morning ended as urgent knocks to the door rang in my ears. Katara stopped chewing on her food and set down the apple nervously. I gave her a look of assurance that she was okay, then proceeded to open the door. Azula stood on the outside, not looking very pleasant. Then again, when was she ever pleased or happy?

"You looked like you slept well, Zuzu. We are leaving soon, and I wanted to check on you and your whore." Talking to Azula, especially first thing in the morning, was not something I particularly was so enthusiastic on doing. My fists became clenched as soon as she called Katara my whore. That and she was suddenly eyeing Katara with a vile grin written on her face which held nothing but bad intentions, but she was nothing close to even being a whore; rape means no consent was given, and that's exactly what it had been. (*THIS IS THE AUTHOR SPEAKING, ID JUST LIKE TO POINT OUT because this is for some reason such a controversial topic lately THAT IF SOMEONE DOES NOT WANT TO, IS UNCONSCIOUS, NOT SOBER, OR SAYS NO, THAT IS RAPE. THERES NO IF ANDS OR BUTS. IT IS RAPE. Okay, continue.*) I wanted to yell at her and tell her that she is wrong, but I had to prove my loyalty. Not only that, my father expected that I was using Katara as a harem girl as it was the deal we made so I could make sure she was safe.

Speaking behind clenched teeth, I responded, "We are doing fine." Thankfully she didn't notice much of my anger as she was staring intently at Katara.