Summary: "We both reached for the last box of fruit loops and I don't care that we're both adults I will fight you."

Pairings: Zuko/Katara, Sokka/Suki.

Warnings: Rated T cause I'm paranoid.

A/N: I saw this prompt and instantly though modern!Zutara au, so…. here you go!

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Katara moaned as she entered the convenience store, trudging through the aisles as she searched for what she came for. It was 3 am, she had work in a few hours and she was not ready for this. With another forlorn yawn she finally reached the self-service coffee machine, maybe a quick Espresso would give her some juice?

She filled in her order and paid, quickly snatching up her drink as she carried on through the store, clasping onto the warm cup for dear life.

Suki, her brother Sokka's fiancée, was pregnant, and with only a few months to go, was filled with raging hormones, swollen ankles and weird cravings. And right now she craved Katara's favourite cereal, Fruit Loops, and pickles… Together. Yeah it weirded her out too.

She took a tentative sip of her coffee, breathing in the strong smell as she finally reached the cereal aisle. Smiling victoriously she made her way to the only box of Fruit Loops left, oblivious to anyone else in the store, and reached out, only to have her fingers collide with another, pale, hand.

Her head whipped to the side, eyes alert and ready for battle. She scanned the man over, his submerging left eye and covering almost a quarter of his face was a wrinkled, red-raw, burn mark, however it hardly phased her. She was too focused on the job at hand and, frankly, she'd seen worse. His eyebrows were raised and his messy brown hair fell in tousles around his face, framing his strong jaw. His honey-golden eyes locked in a glaring battle with her cobalt-blue ones, neither dared move.

After about half a minute of frozen staring, Katara had had enough, "Look, we both reached for the last box of Fruit Loops, and I really don't care that we're both adults, I will fight you." She hissed, the dark circles under her eyes showing as she stared him down.

"Um…" He swallowed nervously, blinking blankly at her, "I have a kid, her name's Ty Lee, and Fruit Loops her favourite, we ran out yesterday and-,"

"I don't care!" Katara snapped, hardly even realising the ferocity in her voice as she growled at him, "My stupid brother's, pregnant fiancée woke me up ten minutes ago, via scream-attack, as she yelled that we were out of Fruit Loops and that she'd murder Sokka if she didn't get her Fruit Loops and pickles. I will seriously fight you for these."

"Wow… She sounds… scary?"

"Even worse when Sokka tries to talk to her." Katara sighed, "Look, I don't want to be the one responsible for my brother's death because of some cereal, please can I have them?"

He thought for a moment, molten eyes sparkling with a smirk as he came to a conclusion, "Fine." She grinned, opening her mouth to thank him, only to be silenced, "But, on one condition."

"And… what's that?" She questioned warily.

"My sister's hosting a party thing this Friday night. Agree to accompany me and we have ourselves a deal." Katara pursed her lips, thinking it over. He didn't seem like a total creeper, and not to mention he was pretty good looking, but, didn't he say he had a kid?

"Don't you have a wife or something?"

"Mai and I broke up before Ty Lee was born." He explained. She glanced at the Fruit Loops, one date for a box of cereal? That was reasonable enough…

"Ok, you've got yourself a date for this Friday… Um… What did you say your name was?" He smiled, she melted.

"Zuko, Zuko Agni. And you?"

"Katara South." She grabbed the box, taking a gulp of her coffee as she began to back away towards the tills.

"Wait, don't I need your number?" Zuko questioned, eyebrow raised. She thought for a moment, before downing her coffee and grabbing a pen from her purse. She quickly scrawled her number down on the side of the paper cup, eyes twinkling with mirth as she handed it to him.

"There you go, Zuko," The name rolled off of her tongue like droplets off a waterfall, she liked it, "You've got a date and a number."

"Thank you, Katara." The way he said her name sent shivers down her spine, she bit her lip, suppressing a grin as she waved goodbye and bolted towards the tills.

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She burst through the doors to her house, beaming like the sun over a mountain, and headed straight to the kitchen. Placing the box on the counter she planted a kiss on Suki's cheek, "Thank you Suki and you're weird cravings!" She giggled, twirling around the kitchen and almost bumping into a rather depressed looking Sokka.

"What's up with you? Half an hour ago you were moaning about how early it was!" He accused, eyebrows knit in suspicion.

"Jeez, Sokka," Suki rolled her eyes as she poured milk on her pickles and Fruit Loops, "She obviously has a date or something."

"What!?" He screeched, earning a glare from both girls, "You were gone for half an hour at 3 am how did you get a date?!"

"It was the last box of Fruit Loops," She shrugged, "Zuko wanted them-,"

"Who's Zuko?"

"- and so did I so we made a deal, I got out with him Friday night and I get the Fruit Loops with no fuss." She smiled, "He actually kinda hot."

"Katara!" Sokka wailed, yet again he was ignored.

"Finally! Toph is right, Katara, you need to get back on the market." Suki grinned, "I am helping you get ready, we our having a pamper date on Friday so you're calling in sick!"

A/N: How did you like it guys? It's my first Zutara fanfic, I might add another chapter if I get enough reviews?

Review if you want another chapter! Please!