By daytime a normal student, by night a thief.

She came out in a fairly simple red bikini. It didn’t have the embellishments of noble ladies that she imagined him being used to, but it flattered her figure nicely.

Of course it also showed her burns, but then Zuko didn’t mind them.

When she emerged from the vegetation… he turned and held his breath for a moment.

She was beautiful. The red bikini suited her perfectly: simple yet elegant, and it looked great on her. His heart pounded as he took in every detail: the way the faint sunlight reflected off her skin, the confidence she exuded despite showing parts of herself that others might judge… or drool over.

He quickly shook his head to compose himself, trying not to stare at her too much (and failing), then gave her a small, awkward wave before clearing his throat.

Her cheeks were dusted pink as the idea of Zuko waiting to see her felt…ridiculous yet strangely plausible. She’d have to be an idiot to not have noticed how Zuko looked at her.

She swore at times she saw him glance at her chest, but hadn’t mentioned it as she didn’t want to make him feel bad over it.

That and she felt like it would be somewhat hypocritical, considering how much she snuck glances at him.

During their training together she had snuck plenty of looks at his muscles. His built arms, and the peeks of his chest and abs. Granted, she didn’t know if he had noticed her looking.

It wasn’t as ornate as something a noble would wear. (Being a simple top and bottom.) but it flattered and showed off her body nicely. However it tended to get her a LOT of unwanted attention.

“Do you want to swim after we snack?”

Maybe it’s okay to swim with him…he won’t do anything weird. Zuko is a gentleman after all.

She gave his cheek a playful kiss before taking a bite of the fruit skewers. Ash bananas, cherries, and plums.

When she teased him about peeking at her while she changed, he raised an eyebrow and gave a small smile before shaking his head decisively. "No," he said simply, his tone serious but not offended. He was a man of honor. "I won't peek."

After finishing his snack, he stood up and stretched slightly before heading to the riverbank to check the water temperature with one hand and make sure it was deep enough.

The water looked crystal clear… perfect for swimming later, if Hana wanted.

She came out in a fairly simple red bikini. It didn’t have the embellishments of noble ladies that she imagined him being used to, but it flattered her figure nicely.

Of course it also showed her burns, but then Zuko didn’t mind them.

“What to do first…” She caressed his cheek. They had a number of options. Tasting the berries, talking, drawing, the picnic, stargaze, and…swimming.

Her face flushed at the idea. It wasn’t that she had any issue swimming. She was a strong swimmer, but she usually swam alone.

No, it was that she… normally got ogled when she swam with people around.

She had her swimsuit with her, but did Zuko? It would be weird if only one of them was swimming?

Did Zuko like swimming?

The picnic was ready: fruit skewers, honey cakes wrapped in leaves. He took a skewer and offered it first to Hana with a smile. "Shall we eat something?" he suggested softly.

Then he glanced at the river: clear water, so inviting for swimming… and then he thought carefully. He could swim, but not with the grace of a waterbender… but he was good. Did she want to swim? Or was it a bad idea?

If she wanted to swim later, why not? The thought of seeing her in a bathing suit intrigued him… and even made him blush.

It wasn’t as ornate as something a noble would wear. (Being a simple top and bottom.) but it flattered and showed off her body nicely. However it tended to get her a LOT of unwanted attention.

“Do you want to swim after we snack?”

Maybe it’s okay to swim with him…he won’t do anything weird. Zuko is a gentleman after all.

She gave his cheek a playful kiss before taking a bite of the fruit skewers. Ash bananas, cherries, and plums.

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“Uh…I know how but I don’t think I’d do much good.”

After all Hana didn’t exactly have much weight to push into it. Being only 4’9 she weighed about 96 pounds. (With her chest accounting for about 7 of those pounds.)

"Hana..." Fuuka turned to face Hana softly, reaching for one of her hands and tried to give her a warm smile. "...I know I shouldn't be a mom and watch out for everyone, but boys are sometimes idiots. Look at Akihiko-san, for example. He wouldn't know a girl was hitting on him unless someone tells him to his face." Fuuka explained, knowing that happened in the past from what she heard from Mitsuru. At least she had some dirt on him.

Did I do something to make him hate me?

“I doubt he’d see me as something he was missing…considering how much he’s been avoiding me.”

Hana kept kneading away, trying to keep a brave face. “Besides, I had zero chance with him. I’m too short, too young, too top heavy, I’m a mess…”

Or at least thats what she said to herself.

Well, and it got a small chuckle out of her.

She brushed her hair back, “And you look handsome as always…”

Truthfully Zuko was always handsome. Long hair, chisled body, square jaw, but his eyes were the most beautiful part.

Golden amber, and she felt like she would get lost in them. Imposing, intense, but gentle.

“I’ll show you where to go.”

—

After a brief hike through the trees Hana grinned as the clearing was perfect as can be. Green leaves, soft grass, a gentle breeze, clear water of the river, and not a cloud in the sky.

Perfect for star gazing, and no one to bother the two.

This place… was wonderful. A quiet place that reminded him of certain Fire Nation gardens, but more immersed in nature. His mother would surely have been thrilled.

He looked around: at the flowers blooming in the tall grass, at the river reflecting the grazing sunlight… and then back at Hana's happy face. The river looked deep enough for a swim. It was a beautiful place, and he would definitely keep that in mind for next time.

When they stopped, he carefully placed the picnic basket on a flat rock near some flowers, before turning to her, his eyes shining with gratitude and love for the moment she had given him.

“What to do first…” She caressed his cheek. They had a number of options. Tasting the berries, talking, drawing, the picnic, stargaze, and…swimming.

Her face flushed at the idea. It wasn’t that she had any issue swimming. She was a strong swimmer, but she usually swam alone.

No, it was that she… normally got ogled when she swam with people around.

She had her swimsuit with her, but did Zuko? It would be weird if only one of them was swimming?

Did Zuko like swimming?

“Uh…I know how but I don’t think I’d do much good.”

After all Hana didn’t exactly have much weight to push into it. Being only 4’9 she weighed about 96 pounds. (With her chest accounting for about 7 of those pounds.)

Once Hana mentioned her big bro, Fuuka gasped and turned to face Hana with a hint of pink blush on her cheeks. "N-noooo..." She lowered her eyes, trying her best to not even think about Akihiko rubbing at her sore muscles. ...with his strong hands on her body... Fuuka shook her head quickly, trying to rid herself of her thoughts.

She kept working on massaging Fuuka, kneading more and more and humming as she did. “Big bro and I are gonna get some food after thiiis~”

Ramen, Chinese food, cafe, diner…what would they pick this time?

“You can cooome~”

"N-no no, I promise!" Fuuka adamantly said, grunting a little once Hana went a little bit deeper into her back. "Besides, I would rather us have some one on one girl time and talk more about the guys." Fuuka tried her best to turn this back around on Hana. As much as Fuuka did like being near Akihiko, she was certain it was just one-sided crush. Definitely didn't want to get her hopes up.

She doubted Shinjiro would ever see her that way. Why would he? She was too short. She was a freshman in college, and he had stable work.

Sure, she had become far curvier thanks to her having to eat more consistently, but it didn’t mean that he would see her as pretty. He always seemed to avoid having his eyes on her for long.

Knee length scarlet wrap skirt embroidered with flowers. The skirt she paired with a simple top. Her hair she put in a single braid, but dressed up with red flowers poked in.

“Oh does this look okay…?”

She slipped on some sandals she had made. Normally she didn’t wear shoes, but she wanted to look presentable.

Finishing the look was one of the pendants her father made secured by a leather cord.

Yes, this would be private…but what if someone saw them?

Slowly she came out and hugged Zuko upon seeing him.

She was… breathtaking. The red flowers in her braid, the embroidered skirt that recalled the colors of his nation… she seemed dressed especially for him. And those sandals… he had never seen her wear shoes before.

For a moment, he forgot how to speak.

He shook his head to compose himself and hugged her tightly, kissing the top of her head before pulling her away slightly to admire her more carefully.

Well, and it got a small chuckle out of her.

She brushed her hair back, “And you look handsome as always…”

Truthfully Zuko was always handsome. Long hair, chisled body, square jaw, but his eyes were the most beautiful part.

Golden amber, and she felt like she would get lost in them. Imposing, intense, but gentle.

“I’ll show you where to go.”

—

After a brief hike through the trees Hana grinned as the clearing was perfect as can be. Green leaves, soft grass, a gentle breeze, clear water of the river, and not a cloud in the sky.

Perfect for star gazing, and no one to bother the two.

“Okay…a Sake, two beers, and a rum and cola…some cocktails, a few mocktails.”

Zipping around Hana served a few more tables until she spotted someone who looked like she hadn’t ordered yet.

Something about her sent a chill up her spine, and not in a good way…yet she tried to shake those thoughts off.

She’s a customer…and I can’t judge someone without knowing them…

Granted it was going to be hard to ignore the chill she got up her spine…

With the slightest of huffs from underneath her breath- Catherine, solo occupying the booth inside the bar with her fingers lightly tapping against the table, had found herself completely unamused. Though the establishment seemed bustling- it seemed she was much too lonely to cope with. She was certain she could change that. Her eyes flicked around the room- looming over others who sat nearby momentarily. It appeared to be the usual type of crowd- lonely, desperate men- or groups of friends out to enjoy the evening.

She did her best to ignore the past several flirtations she had received from patrons. Some more…vulgar than others.

(Although she wondered if it was just the alcohol talking. Booze had a way of making people look more attractive.)

“Would you like a cocktail?”

She did her best to ignore the urge she felt to run. She was on the clock she couldn’t just run away because she got a bad vibe.

Unless of course there was something el- actually, no. Way too early to think of that. Zuko hadn’t shown any desire to do things like that with her yet.

(Although other guys had…)

“I’ll head back and start getting ready, see you tonight!”

On the way, he stopped at his private apartments and began to get ready: he chose simple but elegant clothes (a dark red tunic and loose-fitting trousers), then instructed his servants to prepare light food: skewers of fresh fruit wrapped in leaves, honey cakes carefully wrapped in cloth… all easy to carry.

He would also bring tea and everything needed to enjoy it. It had become customary to bring tea to important meetings (Uncle Iroh's suggestion).

When sunset came around, he was ready early… almost too excited for their first date. He walked slowly towards her house, already thinking about how their date would go: would it go well? He was sure of it.

Knee length scarlet wrap skirt embroidered with flowers. The skirt she paired with a simple top. Her hair she put in a single braid, but dressed up with red flowers poked in.

“Oh does this look okay…?”

She slipped on some sandals she had made. Normally she didn’t wear shoes, but she wanted to look presentable.

Finishing the look was one of the pendants her father made secured by a leather cord.

Yes, this would be private…but what if someone saw them?

Slowly she came out and hugged Zuko upon seeing him.

Hana kissed his head. Her beloved husband, someone she wanted to keep safe no matter what. The father of her twins, and father of all her future children.

“But you also need me there so that way you can get out. You need someone with the navigator.”

She took out her phone to show him the app. That uncanny red and black app. To be honest, to Hana it looked like something you’d see out of a creepypasta.

One day just go in and stay gone. That he’d forget about her and their twins.

No, don’t think like that! He’d never!

Hana leaned against him. “There’s also a clean river, great for swimming in!” She stroked his face as she kissed his cheeks.

As much as she’d like somewhere more public, she knew it was better to avoid crowded places. Less eyes, and less scrutiny.

He kissed her cheek in response, before resting his chin on her head for a moment, inhaling the scent of her hair. "I love this idea," he murmured sincerely. "I want to see everything you love."

hen some thoughts occurred to him: Maybe they could have a picnic there. He would prepare something simple but delicious: fruit roasted over the fire with honey glaze and fresh bread from the palace kitchens.

Unless of course there was something el- actually, no. Way too early to think of that. Zuko hadn’t shown any desire to do things like that with her yet.

(Although other guys had…)

“I’ll head back and start getting ready, see you tonight!”