Disclaimer: If I had any rights at all, there would be Zutara shipping in Avatar: The Last Airbender and we Zutarians would be happy. But sadly, I am in no position to attain such a farfetched fantasy in the real show. Enough said.

'I'm starving, is there anything that I can get my teeth on around here?' Sokka grumbled, clutching his stomach. He lay down and rolled over, pretending sickness. 'Ow, I don't feel that good either.'

'That's because you keep eating all the unhealthy-looking leftovers!' Katara retorted, packing away pieces of clothing.

'She's right there, I don't feel good too. I knew that weird tasting crumbs couldn't be trusted.'

Katara whipped her head around to see Toph sitting against Appa's soft fur, back hunched over, her face facing the floor. She let out a sigh of disdain and stood up, brushing the front of her red top. She looked around their campsite, taking in the scenery and landscape. They were at Ember Island; their area was mountainous, with the sea nearby, and the beach shore close. Their camp was near the latter, with a feeble fire in the centre, Sokka lying closely, Toph and Appa on the opposite side. Aang and Zuko were about a few metres away, practicing Firebending together, going through the stances progressively. Suki was with them, watching. The blazing red sun was near setting.

'Alright, I'll go to town and get some food. I won't get much though, we're already running low on cash and I don't want you guys to start cheating again.' She jabbed an accusing finger at Sokka and Toph's direction. 'Stay close to camp. Since that play we watched by the Ember Island Players, I don't think we want people to know the real deal is living here on their very own island.' She picked up the coin bag and rummaged through, sifting out the silver coins from the bronze ones. 'Remember,' she warned, as she stepped away from the camp, and on her way to town.

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'Hello dear, would you like some sweet fresh grapples? They just came in today,' an elderly woman said, beckoning Katara over with a flick of her hand.

'Well…' Katara thought aloud, jingling the coin bag in her right hand. 'How much is one?'

The lady smiled, the skin at her eyes crinkling. 'One bronze piece only.'

'Okay then, I'll take two.' She searched the coin bag for two bronze pieces and dropped them into the lady's hand. She selected two dark purple grapples and packaged them into a paper bag, handing them over to Katara.

'Have a lovely day,' Katara smiled, and walked away to browse for other food.

'Katara?'

The voice was familiar. She turned around, her eyes searching for the origin of the voice.

'Who—'

'Hey.' She turned back again, finding herself staring into his eyes. The rest of his face was masked, and his deep brown eyes locked with her cerulean ones, as they both stared back at each other.

His eyes. So obvious. So very obvious. So very…familiar.

Author's Note:

Yep, that's about it for now. Just a short chapter, sorry. Anyway, in case you were wondering, 'grapples' are grape + apples. I thought since animals in Avatar had originality, I should put some into fruits as well. (:

Have fun guessing who the guy is!

-Scarlet