A/N: Some Quick Facts About This Fic:
Chapters: 100.
Pairing: Azula x Ty Lee
Rated: T for mature humor, sexual themes and mild coarse language.
Notes: This is only fluff. And cuteness. And sexiness.

Chasing the Endless Summer

"This moment will just be another story someday." — The Perks of Being a Wallfower, Steven Chbosky

#01: "I've always wanted to see a dragon."
Prompted By: electric gurrl

"Is it true that the royal family is descended from dragons?" Ty Lee asks, so innocently that it amuses Azula.

The campfire burns low and the princess has been contemplating relighting it or quenching it for the past five minutes, her thoughts distracted by embers and not her pursuit of the Avatar. The red glow of the wood that has burned low makes shadows on the damp Earth Kingdom grass.

"Yes," Azula replies, smirking faintly. She sits on a rock, her body precariously balanced. Ty Lee is on the ground, her clothes wet from the grass and the spring rain.

"I always wanted to see a dragon," Ty Lee chirps blithely and Azula laughs, a slight derision in her cackle. "It's true, princess. They're just..." Ty Lee shrugs, finding the conversation not worth pursuing.

Azula slips down from the rock and steps across the clearing with confident strides. She sits beside Ty Lee in the utter silence, examining her cheeks that have turned light pink despite the cold. Azula is studying her with a preternatural stillness that makes Ty Lee's breath slow.

"My Uncle killed the last dragon," Azula says abruptly and Ty Lee jumps. The princess leans back, setting one leg over Ty Lee, testing the waters. The fire is burning lower and they are almost submerged in the pale moonlight, shadows dancing across their faces. "I wish he hadn't."

"So do I," Ty Lee says, offering a faint smile. Her fingers touch Azula's ankle hesitantly, as if the darkness makes it okay. "Did he tell you about it?"

"No," Azula says airily with a small shrug. Ignoring the electricity that surges from her companion's fingertips, like Azula is shocked by a vaguely erotic bolt of lightning. "But my father told me about how the royal family used the dragons to conquer the Fire Nation, and that's why our bending is so powerful. I mean, I might as well be a dragon, if you've always wanted to see one."

Azula has this smug, amused smirk on her rosy lips. The fire is dying more rapidly and Ty Lee studies Azula's face closely, wondering what she will do next with a twisting anxiety in her stomach.

"You're about as terrifying as a dragon," Ty Lee murmurs, noticing how very close Azula is leaning towards her. "Most people would probably rather anger a dragon than you."

Azula's smile falters and Ty Lee's heart skips a beat. But Azula laughs; a genuine laugh, not high and fake like usual.

"Well, then you probably shouldn't cross me," Azula murmurs, and they are in darkness. The fire is gone and Azula's lips are on Ty Lee's neck. Her shoulders shoot up in shock, in response to the heat of the princess's mouth.

"I'll keep that in mind, princess," Ty Lee says so sweetly it is almost sickening.

Her eyes adjust to the starlight, and she presses her lips fiercely against Azula's.

They will deny it in the morning, but they are here and now.

And Ty Lee is in love with a dragon.

The desire is as unquenchable as a dragon's flame.