Who can take a sunrise:

I decided to take another shot at writing this story since I have the time.

Okay, I know this already happed on the show. But, I have absolutely loved the Zuko/Katara pairing from the moment I started watching… so here is what would have happened if I could have written it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. Nickelodeon does. But I do own a pair of leg warmers.

Toying with her necklace he stared at the torch on the cabin wall. The crackling flames bending in the sea breeze was hypnotizing. The gentle rocking of the ship lulled him into a semi-conscious state. He was with her. She was smiling, which made him glow inside. She loved him. He loved her. Snapping up from his daydream he thought, "What the hell is wrong with me?"

This was not the first time thoughts of that nature had crossed his mind. He thought of the water tribe girl often. There was just something about her that he couldn't put her finger on. He turned onto his side, feeling restless, his mind cluttered with too many thoughts and emotions waiting to be sorted out.

They docked at an island. "I'm going for a walk," he mumbled to his uncle before setting off. "Whatever suits you, nephew." His uncle replied before returning to his sungi horn. The general wore a small smile as he watched his nephew retreat. "He's so young, yet bears more burdens then a man twice his age."

Making his way through the forest he shook his head muttering," It can't be. That's preposterous." He had barely met her. The only time they had spent together was flecked with hatred and repulsion. Yet he felt the need to confide in her all the things that weighed his spirit down, the things that tormented his soul every night. He needed some one to love.

Ever since his mother had left him his life had been drained of nearly every drop, making it unbearable. His uncle was ever so protective of him and was more of the father he deserved, but the feelings he had pent up for this particular young woman were different from anything he had felt for his mother or uncle, which addled his heart ever more.

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Leaves crackled behind her. She whipped her head around to find a familiarly pale face emerge from behind the bushes. She froze. A scream struggled to escape. But, she couldn't... for her voice crumbled instantly. To her surprise he made so move to fight, just calmly walked over and fastened her necklace back on her neck. Goosebumps attacked her arms, as the tips of his fingers gently grazed her collarbone. He looked straight into her eyes and, she felt, straight into her. There was something written on his face that she couldn't read, something in his eyes she had never seen in their many encounters. The moment she realized the reason behind the way he was looking at her, her stomach clenched, she could see what was coming. With just a hint of hesitation he kissed her.

As he was leaning in, his breathing turned ragged and his mouth dried up. His heart stopped beating. His hands started sweating profusely. It was too late to turn back now. He was so close he could practically taste her. "Gosh, she's pretty." was the last thing he thought before he took the plunge.

As they stood there, entwined together, time seemed to slow down. The forest seemed to be revolving around them. He could feel her heart beating rapidly against his chest, or maybe it was his heart beating rapidly against her chest, or maybe it was both of their hearts bouncing off of each other. He held her closer. Finally, she broke away, gasped, and stumbled back a few feet.

"I love you," he whispered, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. As he retreated back into the darkness, she was left to cope with her swirling emotions.

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That whole heart thing was stolen from Pendragon: The Merchant of Death. By: DJ MacHale. Yay, Bobby!

I only edited a few things here, but it helps.