I'm back!!! Well, I didn't think that I would update as soon as I thought but I really wanted to write this. So, here is the first chapter! Hope you like. (Just cause I can, Momo was with Aang and Appa when they were frozen.) The beginning of the story is gonna go kinda fast so be warned.

Disclaimer: I don't own any thing from Avatar: The Last Airbender. Not even one little outcast character tear, tear.

The wind whipped around the strands of hair that had come loose from Katara's braid. It had been a few hours since Aang, Sokka, and Katara had set out atop the flying bison to reach the North Pole so Aang could learn water bending. The only thing that could be seen in all directions was deep, dark water. Sokka was cleaning his boomerang, and Aang was gazing across the endless sea looking for any signs of land.

Katara laid herself flat on the bison's back. At first, all the sights of the ocean and the feel of wind had been enough to entertain Katara but now the excitement had worn off and there was nothing to do. She closed her eyes and thought. I miss being able to take hot baths. I miss my room… Zuko's room. Zuko. Katara thought. Ever since the day she left he was all her mind could think about.

She wondered if he missed her. Or if she had been forgotten and she was replaced with a new servant. Katara couldn't bare the thought. What if he was devastated? What if she had hurt him so much he couldn't take it? She was sure that she had made the right decision. That was then though, and this is now.

"Aang, do you see anything?" Katara questioned, trying to start a conversation to take her mind of Zuko.

"I think there might be a small island up ahead on the horizon. We could stop there and look around. Maybe find some supplies." He replied. Katara looked up to where Aang's gaze was. And like he had said, there was a small island. It didn't look very large, but it would have to do. Then Katara turned on her stomach and quickly dosed off.

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It had been a week since Zuko was banished and not once had his shipped stopped. He knew that at this rate he would never find the Avatar. So many things had raced through his head after he was sent away. How his father could have done that to him, what was going to happen if he never completed his goal, but most importantly Katara. With still no sign of his love, he stayed in his usually moods. Angry and hateful at the world.

Just then, a soldier burst into the room interrupting the Banished Prince's thoughts.

" Prince Zuko, a island has been spotted straight ahead. Should I tell the captain to set a course to stop and see if there are any signs that the Avatar has or is still there?"

A smirk grew on Zuko's face. This was his first chance to capture the Avatar and he was not going to give up without a shot.

"Yes, make sure to get me before we reach the island so I can prepare to search it." Was all Zuko said in reply.

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"Katara, Katara!" Yelled Sokka as he abruptly shook his younger sister.

"Yeah, I'm up, what is it?" She yawned.

"Where here!" Aang chimed in.

Slowly Katara arose so she wouldn't get light headed. She was no longer onto of Appa but on his saddle that had been thrown to the ground of a dense forest. On all four sides were trees and bushes.

"We took the liberty of unpacking. It is going to get dark quickly so we have to go collect firewood. Would you mind going to search for anything edible?" Aang questioned in his always cheery voice.

"Ok, but be back soon." Katara simply replied as all three set off in different directions. Katara walked off to what looked like East judging by the position the sun was setting. Momo had decided to join her so the two scowered the surrounding plants for any berries. As they traveled deeper into the brush they stumbled upon a semi small lake. It was just what Katara had wished for.

She slowly approached it and bent down. It was a little chilly but that was OK. She decided that after everyone was asleep she would come back and take her first bath in a long while.

An hour or so later the small group was sitting around a warm fire nibbling on the scarce amount of food they could spare. After making sure that the fire was kindled enough for it to last most of the night, the gang fell asleep. Well, all with the exception of one who had slowly slumped out of her sleeping bag and was making her was to a small lake just out of hearing reach of camp.

Katara cloth bindings loosely fell to the ground before she stepped into the numbing water. It had been a few days since she had bended so the water felt almost foreign to her touch. She twisted it around herself watching it dance for to the movement of her fingers.

Soon the water was warm to her touch. It had been among one of her most pleasant baths in a long time but now it was time to retreat from her watery getaway as she was beginning to prune. She bended the water off of her soft skin and hair before slipping back into her clothes. The water had long since settled so she decided it was time for a walk.

Very carefully Katara placed her right foot atop the glassy depths of the lake. Just as slowly she placed her left on the water. She continued that way until she finally reached the core of the water. There she dropped to her knees and stared at the water below her. It was so calm, so quiet. Then a single teardrop fell noiselessly to the water making a small ripple over it's deep dark depths.

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An hour the Prince and his men had searched with not even the slightest sign of giving up. The group set up camp deciding it was getting dark and they would finish their quest tomorrow at the break of dawn.

All the men were sound asleep when Prince Zuko left the safe facility of his camp to wander the forest. He sensed something about the Island. It was something good though. Blindly, he silently stumbled through the thicket. 10 minutes into his walk he saw a small opening up ahead. When he finally reached it he was awestruck. His eyes saw a lake but were drawn to the very center. It was a sight he had been hoping to see for so long it almost hurt to look at it for too long.

"What are you doing out there all alone?" Were the first words that could escape his lips that were now formed into a smirk. Slowly Katara's head twisted around almost as if in disbelief. A gasp escaped her own lips. He noticed that she had been crying, but now they were coming faster and harder as she got to her feet and dashed across the water. Slowly Zuko stepped closer to the edge of the lake.

Katara was still going full speed when she collided with Zuko, knocking him over. He let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her waist as hers embraces his neck. The girl looked up into the eyes of her Prince. That was when she noticed it. His scar.

"What happened to your face? Are you ok?" She cried as she reached up to touch it but Zuko's hand had wrapped around her wrist restraining her from any further movement.

"After you left I got into some trouble. I lost my honor and gained this scar. I will be banished until I find and capture the Avatar. But now that I have you, we don't need to go back. We could run off together. Away from all the hate and trouble my nation has brought us." He had given her the short vision, but as soon as the words left his mouth her smile faded.

"What's wrong?" He questioned, unsure of why such the sudden change of character.

"Zuko, I can't go back with you."

Well, there you have it. The first chapter! Hope you liked it. Please review. No flames though please! Constructive criticism is always welcome though. Please review so I know that it was a good idea to continue. Until next time!