A different Kind (Song- I'd give my life for you- Miss Saigon)

Katara picked up a small boy and placed him on her lap and began to hum a sweet soft tune. She brushed his soft charcole hair and clutched it desperately. It was almost as if she was holding something she lost a long time ago.

"You will be so great,"

You who I cradled in my arms
You asking as little as you can
Little snip of a little man
I know I'd give my life for you

"I'm sorry, you have to be here…" she placed her face in the boy's soft hair and inhaled the aroma. "It will be over soon."

You didn't ask me to be born
You, why should you learn of war or pain?
To make sure you're not hurt again
I swear I'd give my life for you

Two hefty curved tears dropped from Katara's face onto the boys pale head. The boy, startled, quickly wiped it away. He looked up at Katara, "Why are you crying, Mommy?" he asked with pondering eyes.

I've tasted love beyond all fear
And you should know its love
that brought you here
And in one perfect night
when the stars burned like new,
I knew what I must do

"Don't you want to meet daddy?" Katara sniffled and ignored the boy's question. She then turned her head to see the door and whispered, mostly to herself; "I love him so much…" the waterbenders voice was not of regret. She wiped her nose in her hand.

I'll give you a million things I'll never own
I'll give you a world to conquer when you're grown
You will be who you want to be
You, can choose whatever heaven grants
As long as you can have your chance
I swear I'll give my life for you

Katara quickly got up and swung to boy onto the chair and knelt by him, "Stay here." Her voice was fierce and the boy knew something was wrong, "Mommy?"

Katara brutally repeated herself, staring her son straight in his azure eyes, "Stay here." Her words struggled to surpass her lips as they quivered. The boy began to grip the arms of the small wooden seat and tremble.

Katara pulled two black cloaks out of the small closet.

Sometimes I wake up
reaching for him
I feel his shadow brush my head
But there's just moonlight on my bed

"Do you want to meet him?" Katara's voice trembled as she was on the verge of tears. The boy stayed glued to the chair, "Who?" he whispered quietly

Katara looked to him and back to the cloak, "Your father," Katara picked the boy up from the chair and pulled the black cloak over his head covering him.

She then pulled the remaining cloak over her head. She pulled the hood up over the boys small tender cranium.

"It's raining cats and dogs, Zuko."

The boy looked quizzically and puzzled at his mother, "Who is Zuko, mommy?"

Katara stared straight past the boy's frail figure. A few more dried tears slide down her face as she reminisced to the last time she was with Zuko.

Was he a ghost? Was he a lie?
That made my body laugh and cry?
Then by my side the proof I see
his little one, gods of the sun,
bring him to me!

FLASHBACK

"Katara…" Zuko quietly whispered as he leaned in to grab Katara's hands over a small wooden table. Katara recoiled her hands before they could touch, she knew something was wrong.

"…I'll have to wait to see …" Zuko couldn't even look Katara straight in the eye, nor finish his statement. His amber eyes stared intently onto the stone cold floor below.

An aurora of silence flowed through the room. Katara's eyes darted wildly in disbelief,

"They are taking you from me?"

Zuko quickly tried to think of something to comfort her, He breathed remorsefully,

"I'll come back for you,"

"This-this war! This dumb war!-" Katara breathed heavily gripping her slightly round stomach, "Can't they find someone else! You can't leave me now!" Tears began to cascade down Katara's face.

"I have no choice," Zuko sighed deeply, "We are different tribes fighting in a war against each other-"

"No! no, I don't want to hear it! Please stay," Katara sat in a small wooden chair catching her breath. She reached for Zuko's arms.

Zuko turned away from her and mounted a red bag stuffed full onto his back, and stood from his sitting position, dissapointed.

Katara ran to the closet to retrieve a black cloak, "Here, wear this…" her hand trembled and she tried to pull it over him.

"It's alright, I've got it," Zuko finished covering himself and opened the door to meet heavy raindrops falling loudly onto the streets.

Katara gaped blankly onto the flooded street, "It's raining cats and dogs, Zuko,"

END OF FLASHBACK

You will be who you want to be
You, can choose whatever heaven grants
As long as you can have your chance
I swear I'll give my life for you

"Stay close, Zuran," Katara bended down and pulled Zuran into her bosom. She spoke into his ear in a hushed tone, "Don't make a sound," She held a finger to her small lips and stood.

The two trotted down the quiet dark streets, "You're going to see your uncle…he's all we have left."

Zuran struggled to keep up as Katara held his hand firmly and dragged him through the streets as she ran.

The patter of the footsteps in the slightly flooded streets echoed through the sleeping town.

No one can stop what I must do
I swear I'll give my life for you!

A/N: Read and review!! If you haven't noticed the song is from miss Saigon. This story will kinda be based off of miss Saigon but with a different take to it. In this story instead of her waiting for Zuko to comeback to her she tries to find Zuko. Oh there will be quite a few flashbacks because Zuko and Katara's history with eachother is not specified.