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Zutara Month 2012 – Day 7: Pride

"Katara, you are not going to that place. Period" Zuko's voice was determined. He had his arms crossed and was giving a cold glare to the water bender's back while she was doing her makeup. She responded by ignoring his command. He scowled and grunted. "Look at me" she glared then he glared back. "You are not going"

She sighed frustrated. "Who are you to decide where I can or cannot go? You're such a jerk, Zuko" she continued getting ready, high heels and a blue simple dress adorned her features with perfect Smokey eyes and a pale pink gloss in her lips. Her long brown hair fell wavy in her back.

At this, Zuko tried not to yell at her. He breathed expecting to calm down a bit and then, still with a cold glare, he added. "At least not dressed like that".

Katara stared blankly. She wanted to laugh, really, but she had to be strong. She had a pride to defend and if she laughed he would think that he had power over her —something that surely, this prideful jerk might be accustomed to have over everyone and everything.

"Just watch me" She dared him, walking past Zuko with her purse in one hand and her cellphone in the other leaving the room with a smirk.

One, two, three… here it comes.

" Katara! I'm deadly serious. You're not doing this to me, I am your fiancée, and this is not the way you have to treat me!" the shouted finally and her temper exploded.

"Ok, this is enough, Prince Zuko. You're not controlling my life. Yes, you're my fiancée but you're not my husband yet, and that is not an excuse to be ridiculous so stop being a prideful jerk and leave me alone. Plus, calm down. I'm not going to have sex with anybody. I'm just going out with the girls. God, you're suffocating sometimes!" and after that, front door slammed shut behind her.

Zuko sighed. He was absolutely not being ridiculous. And he was definitely not a prideful jerk. He was not.

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Zutara Month 2012 – Day 7: Pride

"Katara, you are not going to that place. Period" Zuko's voice was determined. He had his arms crossed and was giving a cold glare to the water bender's back while she was doing her makeup. She responded by ignoring his command. He scowled and grunted. "Look at me" she glared then he glared back. "You are not going"

She sighed frustrated. "Who are you to decide where I can or cannot go? You're such a jerk, Zuko" she continued getting ready, high heels and a blue simple dress adorned her features with perfect Smokey eyes and a pale pink gloss in her lips. Her long brown hair fell wavy in her back.

At this, Zuko tried not to yell at her. He breathed expecting to calm down a bit and then, still with a cold glare, he added. "At least not dressed like that".

Katara stared blankly. She wanted to laugh, really, but she had to be strong. She had a pride to defend and if she laughed he would think that he had power over her —something that surely, this prideful jerk might be accustomed to have over everyone and everything.

"Just watch me" She dared him, walking past Zuko with her purse in one hand and her cellphone in the other leaving the room with a smirk.

One, two, three… here it comes.

" Katara! I'm deadly serious. You're not doing this to me, I am your fiancée, and this is not the way you have to treat me!" the shouted finally and her temper exploded.

"Ok, this is enough, Prince Zuko. You're not controlling my life. Yes, you're my fiancée but you're not my husband yet, and that is not an excuse to be ridiculous so stop being a prideful jerk and leave me alone. Plus, calm down. I'm not going to have sex with anybody. I'm just going out with the girls. God, you're suffocating sometimes!" and after that, front door slammed shut behind her.

Zuko sighed. He was absolutely not being ridiculous. And he was definitely not a prideful jerk. He was not.