It had taken another few days but finally you, Iroh and Zuko had found work at a tea shop. It had been hilarious to watch Zuko learn how to be hospitable to customers. At first he was spilling tea everywhere, bringing the wrong orders and being easily flustered by flirtatious female customers.

He had just spilled a small cup of tea and was being laughed at by you, when a familiar face came into the shop.

You sauntered over to table where they sat down at and began inquiring about their order.

"And what can I help you with, stranger?" You sat on the edge of the table.

They quickly stood up and trapped you between their arms.

"Can't remember my name? Or are you just crying out for help to get away from these fire nation scum?"

You laughed at how ridiculous he sounded. But you didn't mind the position.

"I remember ya, Jet. But I ain't cryin' out for nothin'. I just came to get ya order."

In the background you heard a crack as the cup in Zuko's hand broke.

"Zuko!" A girl's voice cried out. It sounded like the regular, Jin. A girl who came every single day just to see him. She insisted that he serve her and gave her his full attention. You didn't really mind, you had no qualms about sharing. Or at least so you said. Deep down, you felt a little bit of jealousy, but it was unfounded. If you had wanted Zuko's undying attention, you could have had it at any time. But you couldn't stop yourself from teasing him, constantly. Especially now that you had your own room within the tea shop. The owner simply wouldn't hear of you sharing a room with Iroh and Zuko, so a closet was quickly converted into a bedroom.

"Just a small Jasmine tea. I've got other places to be today. Care to join me?" Jet cooed. A bloody hand landed on his shoulder.

"I think it's best if you stop harassing our beautiful server. Either sit down and I will get your tea for you, or leave." Zuko's skin was growing dangerously hot, making it hard to control his own bending.

"Dude! You're getting blood all over me!" Jet scrambled back into his seat, releasing you.

You rolled your eyes. You had never met anyone more jealous than Zuko. You rarely got to serve anyone because if it was a female customer, they wanted Zuko, and he would rarely allow you to serve the male customers.

"Come on, Zuko, let's fix up your hand."  You guided the hot-headed teen towards the back rooms, away from prying eyes.

As you both sat down in the empty room, you grabbed his bleeding hand. Zuko refused to look at you and scowled.

"Are ya angry with me?"

"Why? Should I be?" He spat out.

"Nah. I just like to tease ya. Iroh told me that you're used ta 'girlfriends' and not sharin' or nothing." You pushed his blood back into his hand and forced a scab to form. Of course, you'd still have to wrap it.

"Tease me?" In a flash, Zuko was on top of you, as you lay passively on the floor. "Oh, YN, I'm too jealous for that. I'm afraid I'll have to let everyone know that you're taken." This was Zuko using all of his strength to be sexy. He tried incredibly hard not to blush, but you noticed his cheeks were still tinted.

"I'm afraid... you'll have ta." You whispered as Zuko attacked your neck. He hand flew to cover your mouth and ensure your workplace shenanigans wouldn't be found out.

As his lips sucked on your neck, your eyes filled with lust. You'd have to make him jealous more often. He raised his head back up and you looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Think of this as revenge. Jet," Zuko spat out the name poisonously, "will be expecting his tea."

Zuko got up swiftly and left, not wanting to be scolded by his uncle or the shop keeper. You felt the small bruise forming on your neck. You could easily get rid of it, but you decided for the time being, you wouldn't.