A/N: These fics are small song fics. They have a random order and are just the creations of my mind. I do not make money of them. I only want to share my Zutarain thoughts with the rest of the Zutarians. Some are dark and sad, some are total fluf.

Hurt

I would hold you in my arms

Katara was sitting on the floor, crying. Her tears created rivers on her cheek and fell down on the chest of the young man who laid in her arms. His eyes were half open. He was tiered, exhausted, broken.

Tiered and broken. The war was over, only he would never see a world of peace. That is wat he thought was the worst.

The only thing he ever wanted was his fathers love. But when he had realised he would never have it, he decided to help the Avatar to put a stop to his father and this ridicules war.
And finally they had succeeded, Aang had defeated Azula and Ozai, but not before the Fire Lord had send a powerful lighting through the chest of his first born.

"You were lucky to be born, but your luck has run out." And with those words he made an end of the life of Zuko

I would take the pain away

Zuko let out a soft moan in pain. Katara held him closer than she already did.

Water, she needed water. She could heal him with her healing abilities.

"Aang, I need water." She yelled through her sobs in. Aang got her water pouch and brought it to her.

The water tribe girl bended some of the water around her hand and moved it towards the wound on Zuko's chest. Only to be stopped when the young man grabbed her hand and moved his head in a 'no' signal.
"Please, let me help you." Katara said, her voice broken by sadness.

"No, it is okay. Let me go to my mother." After saying this Zuko closed his eye's. He was still breathing, only very shallow and unsteady.

"Be strong, please. Don't go. Let me go instead of you. I would do anything to take your pain away." Katara whispered. The only reaction she got was a deep sigh.

Thank you for all you've done

In the beginning she hated him and he hated her. Only the last couple of months he had changed. He had come to realise that this war was useless. It was his uncle who thought him that the world needed the four elements to maintain balance. If you took one of them away, the world would come to an end.

A couple of months ago, Zuko and Iroh had joined the Avatar and his friends. He had helped them in their task of putting an end to the war, getting them inside the Fire nation palace unnoticed and leading them to his father to stop him.

In the beginning everybody had to get used to Zuko, and he had to get used to them. And thanks to Katara things got easier. He could talk with her, they both lost their mother to the fire nation and both knew how the other was feeling. Even if they didn't talk they could feel it. The moment of silence were awkward in the beginning, only when time passed the moments of silence were pleasurable. They both calmed down and felt strong. Whenever Katara was with Zuko she forgot the pain of the missing of her mother. She thanked Zuko for it, they had grown a bond.
Zuko's breathing got some what steadier. He opened his eyes and looked right in the two bleu, sad eyes of Katara.

She cried for him. Nobody, except for his uncle and his mother, had ever cared for him. Katara did, and he thanked her for that.

Forgive all your mistakes

Zuko opened his mouth to speak, but only choughs came out.

"Don't speak." Katara sobbed. "You need to regain strength."

Zuko shoke his head and made a signal for Katara to come closer.

Katara did what he asked. Zuko brought his mouth to Katara's ear and whispered.

"I know I've been wrong in the past and now I'll have to pay for it. I just want to ask you this, forgive me." Zuko let his head fall down on Katara's lap. She looked down at his amber eyes and slightly nodded her head.

"I forgive you." She whipered the words so soft, only the two of them heard it.

A smile came across Zuko's face.

"Thank you." He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. A deep sigh, his last sigh.

Katara's eyes where full with tears and a moment later, they rolled down her cheeks falling down on the pail face of Zuko.

"I love you." She whispered soft. She stroke a strain of hair from his face, hoping for a sign of life, but none came.

Katara bend down and placed her lips on Zuko's. They still felt warm, warm but lifeless.
'I love you too.' Katara looked up and starred at Zuko's lips, but they hadn't moved. He spoke to her in her thoughts.
'I always be with you.'

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