Avatar: The Fire of a Thousand Suns - Zuko/Aang (2.5/5)
Title: The Fire of a Thousand Suns
Pairings: Zuko/Aang, Aang/Katara, Tenzin/Lin Bei Fong
Disclaimer: This story is based on the universe of Avatar: The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra, their characters, and their situations, none of which I own.
Summary: In the seventy years between the end of the Hundred Year War and the Equalist Revolution, the United Republic of Nations is formed, Republic City is founded, and love blooms between Avatar Aang and Fire Lord Zuko.
Chapter Rating: R
Chapter Word Count: 400
Chapter Index: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Interlude | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5
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32 years ago, ASC 106
Katara was not stupid. So when she wrenched an explanation out of Aang of where he had spent the night on his birthday and found out that he had slept with Zuko, she wasn’t so much surprised as panicked.
Neither Zuko nor Aang had ever been shy about their affection toward each other - although to be fair, Aang wasn’t shy about his affection toward anyone. Still, she had always been slightly insecure about how enthusiastic Aang was about Zuko: visiting Zuko, repeating things Zuko had said, bringing up Zuko in conversations constantly in the most tangential ways. The bond the boys shared was so strong that there was an almost mystical quality to it, and even without this newfound evidence of their physical attraction, she had always seen Zuko as a rival for Aang’s attention. At least this news validated her fears and confirmed that she wasn’t just a crazy jealous girlfriend.
But she was a Southern Water Tribe girl at heart; she was a survivor. For whatever reason, fate had placed the Avatar - the sweetest boy she had ever met - in her lap, and she was not going to lose him to anyone, Fire Lord or not.
Nothing was going to change that, not even Aang’s insistence that he didn’t deserve her anymore and that he needed time away from her to think.
And when he declared that he had to figure out what he wanted and couldn’t do so while being with her, she panicked. Maybe he needed to take a break from her, but she needed him. Even if she clearly wasn’t his absolute priority, she couldn’t bear the thought of not having him at her side. If she gave him the time to think, there was the distinct possibility that he would decide to drop her for Zuko.
So she did what she knew she had to. She took his hands in hers, and with her heart thumping loudly in her ears, she asked him to marry her.
Katara was not a selfish person. Aang was truly better off with her. They were in love, and she was doing the right thing in fighting for their future together. In time, he would be grateful that she had prevented him from making any more impulsive mistakes guided by fleeting and impractical feelings.
That was what she told herself for years, anyway.
Chapter 3
Pairings: Zuko/Aang, Aang/Katara, Tenzin/Lin Bei Fong
Disclaimer: This story is based on the universe of Avatar: The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra, their characters, and their situations, none of which I own.
Summary: In the seventy years between the end of the Hundred Year War and the Equalist Revolution, the United Republic of Nations is formed, Republic City is founded, and love blooms between Avatar Aang and Fire Lord Zuko.
Chapter Rating: R
Chapter Word Count: 400
Chapter Index: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Interlude | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5
Read on AO3
32 years ago, ASC 106
Katara was not stupid. So when she wrenched an explanation out of Aang of where he had spent the night on his birthday and found out that he had slept with Zuko, she wasn’t so much surprised as panicked.
Neither Zuko nor Aang had ever been shy about their affection toward each other - although to be fair, Aang wasn’t shy about his affection toward anyone. Still, she had always been slightly insecure about how enthusiastic Aang was about Zuko: visiting Zuko, repeating things Zuko had said, bringing up Zuko in conversations constantly in the most tangential ways. The bond the boys shared was so strong that there was an almost mystical quality to it, and even without this newfound evidence of their physical attraction, she had always seen Zuko as a rival for Aang’s attention. At least this news validated her fears and confirmed that she wasn’t just a crazy jealous girlfriend.
But she was a Southern Water Tribe girl at heart; she was a survivor. For whatever reason, fate had placed the Avatar - the sweetest boy she had ever met - in her lap, and she was not going to lose him to anyone, Fire Lord or not.
Nothing was going to change that, not even Aang’s insistence that he didn’t deserve her anymore and that he needed time away from her to think.
And when he declared that he had to figure out what he wanted and couldn’t do so while being with her, she panicked. Maybe he needed to take a break from her, but she needed him. Even if she clearly wasn’t his absolute priority, she couldn’t bear the thought of not having him at her side. If she gave him the time to think, there was the distinct possibility that he would decide to drop her for Zuko.
So she did what she knew she had to. She took his hands in hers, and with her heart thumping loudly in her ears, she asked him to marry her.
Katara was not a selfish person. Aang was truly better off with her. They were in love, and she was doing the right thing in fighting for their future together. In time, he would be grateful that she had prevented him from making any more impulsive mistakes guided by fleeting and impractical feelings.
That was what she told herself for years, anyway.
Chapter 3