To start things, a big welcome to everyone who is reading this first chapter of my revamped version of An Extreme Love, the Toko drabble (and one-shots) collection which will contain over a hundred chapters, that's right.

So, to begin things I want to let you know that this is not the original version of the chapter, all of them have been rewritten and in some cases have deleted scenes or have been substituted with other new drabbles, so that means that if you have already read the original chapters try to take a look at the new chapters and see if you have missed anything.

To the next part comes the thank you to a lot of people, Hotspur could be one of them, thank you for doing one of my favorite Toko fics, Just That Girl, Bishounenchaser, for doing a follow up of one of this drabbles, which is in fact a follow up of one of her Toko videos which were once in youtube, frizzles, who were all the way from the very beginning and to everyone who have read, commented, put me in favorite.

To you all, thank you, I swear the wait is very short and soon I'll post the number 100 here in fanfiction.

What's exactly this story? Well, this is a Toko drabble series, in which I try to show several views of what ifs and looks into the future and the past in the whole relationship between these two hardheads we love, from all between short drabbles to long one-shots, they also contain several arcs, just like Banishment, Betrothed, Family, Sign and others.

But why Toko? Believe it or not but at the beginning of my infatuation with ATLA I was a Zutara shipper, yeah, that's right, I confess, but like usual once I start digging around the different shippings of a series I finally fall into the claws of a very non-canon pairing, just like Kigo in Kim Possible, Ryoga/Ranma-chan in Ranma1/2 and several others.

Looking around I came to the conclusion that if I tried to make a long fic I would never end and never begin so I began writing several stories in my notebook until I had close to ten of them and decided to upload them, one every day, which worked with several ups and downs, the series gained some notoriety and I was called a couple of times as the Toko master (I don't feel like one that is for sure) but several troubles with both fanfiction and my computer, mixed with a severe case of writers block halted the project for a very long time; a month ago I began to re-read my chapters and came to the conclusion that my writing needed polishing and I had very bad grammar (I'm still not a 100% perfect but I get better all the time) so I began to rewrite them, then I came to the conclusion that I had to give you guys a good ending for this series, so I deleted a couple of chapters I wasn't entirely happy (one everyday deadlines can do nightmares with your imagination)

This one, sightless, was my first experiment with ATLA, and for that reason I didn't went much into the psychology of the characters, but anyway I was satisfied with the work I did with them, I just used those two and tried to keep it short and to the point, which was the plan for all the drabbles but some just grew up to become several pages long.

I liked the way Toph was, the whole question and Zuko's paranoia and dismissing at the end was something I liked, just give me your opinions about it, well, let's get the show on the road, again.

Disclaimer: Like usual, we start with this, remember, I'm not the owner, I wouldn't have done that disastrous and unbelievable thing as is the last episode if I was the real writer.

1: Sightless

"What do you see?" Toph asked at the darkness that was at all times around her, part of her life since she was born, but at this hour of the night her companion was in the same boat.

"Leave me alone" Zuko responded, but his voice was just leaking tiredness not anger like he usually did when Toph or the rest of the other members in Aang's group (or GAang as so affectionally called by the lug snoring that was Sokka) talked with him the time he have barely joined their group, it was a big change considering how much patience Katara had with him, there was definitely a deep bonding between them just like with Sokka since he told them the story of his life, his mother, his scar, his reasons to be against the war, it seemed the siblings have understood him and were little by little letting their anger and resentment behind.

"What do you see?" she made once again the question referring to what he saw when he closed his eyes, she knew he was the only one who could know what she was referring to; imagining his furrowed brow she almost smirked; she wasn't expecting any answer anyway, she was just only trying to tick off the exiled prince, after all it was fun, unlike Sokka or Aang he was a very puzzling person, sometimes he was moody, brooding, and quite a lone fighter, but sometimes, and she was proud of being the main reason, he exploded as a volcano, he had a really fiery temperament that reminded her of… well, herself.

"Death… my own" he said opening his eyes looking at the blind girl at his side, the film making her eyes be like two crystal orbs were focused on him, he didn't know why but he imagined something alike… pity?… no… he must have imagined it… she hated him, the same as the rest of them… they only saw him as a traitor, or at least that he thought; he was going to turn around to try to go back to sleep, he still had to train Aang in the morning, but it was the only way he was going to get revenge from his father and sister, to get back his destiny and make his uncle proud.

He was shocked when he felt a tiny hand on top of his scarred face, it was almost caressing; he used his elbows to rise a bit and look at the earth bender at the eyes "What are…?"

"Wish I could see what's in front of me" she said with a hint of a smile in her face before standing up and walking to the other side of the cave where they were having shelter from the rain; Zuko only blinked in confusion; was she telling him that… no, it was impossible, she was only an annoying little kid, too young to talk about something like that… right?