“Bossy and opinionated…”———-
Katara turned towards Zuko and smiled. “So what is your type?”
She was beginning to love that mischievous grin of his, “I guess you can say I go for the bossy and opinionated type.”
“I am NOT bossy and opinionated,” she protested with a huff, which caused Zuko to chuckle. Irritated, she leaned over and gave him a playful punch in the shoulder, which made his laughter stop and caused a slight wince to grace his features. Katara silently berated herself as the healer in her immediately kicked into gear.
“Sorry, I kinda forgot about your old injury. Here, let me look at it.”
But he fended off her inquiring hands and tried to look blasé, “You just caught me off guard, that’s all. I’m fine.”
“I’ll be the judge of that, thank you very much. Now let me see it.”
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“Don’t tell me it’s nothing. I can tell that you’re lying.”
“How is that?” an incredulous look passed over his face, “Did you suddenly become a blind earthbender when I wasn’t looking?”
“No, you idiot, I just know!” she suddenly became very self-conscious and hesitated at the saying the rest, “When you’re not telling the truth, your brow furrows a little and you get that certain look in your eyes…”
Zuko looked like he didn’t know whether to be pleased or concerned with this revelation, “…okay, so that spot has been a little tender lately. It’s not a big deal.”
“Zuko, just let me look at it.”
“I said it’s fine. Quit being so stubborn about this.”
“I’m being stubborn? You’re making an ox-mule look agreeable by comparison. Now, let me see it!”
“And I said I’m alright, you don’t need to-“
Katara finally lost her temper, “Zuko, JUST TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT!”
And, of course, it was at that particular moment, when Katara had her hands on Zuko’s chest and yelled for him to unclothe, that Suki came up on the two of them.
“Am I interrupting something?” she asked, a bemused expression on her face.
“-No, not at all-“
“-it’s not what it looks like!” Katara said in a rush as she scooted back from Zuko, trying to school her blushing features.
Suki crossed her arms and arched an eyebrow, “And what exactly does it look like?”
“We were just… it’s nothing, okay?” she spluttered in response, and then directed an accusing glare at the other girl, “And what exactly are you doing?”
“I’m grabbing some fire gummies for that insatiable brother of yours,” Suki then grinned, “I’ll promise I’ll be quick, so you two can go back to doing nothing, then.”
Suki then gave Katara the I-know-you’re-lying-so-we’ll-talk-later look, and promptly grabbed her loot and headed back to the beach again. Katara waited until her friend had gone a safe distance away before she turned back to Zuko, determined to make the Fire Prince obey.
“Listen to me, Your Highness. I am your personal healer and I am ordering you to let me look at your wound, and, soon-to-be-Fire-Lord or no, you’re going to listen to me!”
Katara had expected more resistance from him, but much to her surprise, he started laughing. And not just a little chuckle, but a full and deep laughter that she had never heard from him before. His whole countenance seemed to brighten and radiate… happiness. The sight of it left her momentarily stunned, and a little breathless.
His laughter soon turned into chuckles, and finally he regained enough composure to address her, “so what was it that you said about not being bossy…?”