All right everyone, here's the deal. I'm throwing down the gauntlet, so to speak.

I challenge all of you to challenge me to write 100 Zutara drabbles. Now, they may not all be drabbles; there may be the occasional longer one-shot interspersed throughout. However , most will be 100 to 300 words each, 400 at max.

So, bring it on Zutararians! Show me what you got! PM me, or leave me a review. I welcome all ideas, angsty, fluffy, silly, sweet, sappy, happy, sad, tragic whatever you've got!

I've got some longer fics in the works, and I'll likely update this at fairly regular intervals.

And to kick-start things, here's drabble number one!

Standard disclaimers apply. I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor the characters, nor anything else related to it. I would like to own the DVD's, however.

Damn it, I knew I forgot something. This just proves I shouldn't write when I've had no sleep...


1. Shouldn't

She shouldn't be feeling these things. She shouldn't feel her heart race and her breath catch and her mouth go dry every time those sharp golden eyes fixate on her.

A hawk's. Those eyes, they remind me of a hawk's.

She always looks away, and her cheeks burn furiously.

He shouldn't look at her the way he does. His gaze shouldn't soften like that. She shouldn't see the longing, the regret, the sorrow. She shouldn't see the possibilities of what could be in those eyes.

She shouldn't be feeling these things. She's with the Avatar, and she should be happy. Theirs is a love story for the world, for the ages.

But it's all a lie. This isn't what you wanted.

She shouldn't be falling in love with the Fire Lord. But she is, and she knows he is falling in love with her. Inexorably, they are drawn to one another.

She has a feeling that it wasn't supposed to end like this. This isn't what she wants. She and Aang aren't right for each other. They simply aren't meant to be.

She decides she will have a talk with Aang.

And then, she will seek out a certain Fire Lord.