Hello! Here are my ZK Week entries, they aren't going to be posted in chronological order. Enjoy!

Zuko should have stopped her. He should have realized his feelings before. Not after.

It was a beautiful ceremony, really, it was. A beautiful ceremony for two people who loved each other deeply. He was happy for them. He was happy for his two best friends. Even as he watched the woman he loved walk down to the aisle towards her lover. Her notorious blue colored robes adorned. Though they were more lavishing for the wedding. Her hair was intricately woven into braids that wrapped around her head, complimenting her face, the face he had cupped in his hands only years before. She was absolutely breath taking. But she wasn't his. Maybe in another universe she was, but not in this one.

The ceremony was very large, many guests had come a long way to see the Avatar marry his fellow companion. Each and every one of the guests joyful for him and his happiness. The Avatar stared at his bride with complete awe, standing where Zuko should be, watching his beloved walk towards him with shining eyes. Aang had been in love with Katara for many years now, and anyone who would've seen them together would assume that his companion loved him as well.

"If anyone objects to this marriage, let them speak now or forever hold their peace," the monk said. Most of the guests knew it was pointless to ask, but it was part of the union. They also didn't expect the Fire Lord to object either.

Zuko didn't know what came over him. It was as if his feet had thoughts and actions of their own.

He shot up and ran into the middle of the aisle.

"I object!" he stood in front of Katara.

Aang and Katara both looking shocked and very confused.

"Zuko, what are you doing?" Katara hissed. She looked flushed and a bit dizzy.

"I love you, Katara." He said breathlessly, "I love you so much. I should have told you sooner, I'm so sorry."

Katara looked at Aang. Aang looked still very confused.

"Katara, what's going on here?" he looked at his bride with hope in his eyes. Katara sighed.

Six years earlier…

Two master benders stumbled into a tent, their limbs entangled. Their mouths fused together, and their hearts pumping as one. Passion. The two frantically kissed and groped at each other's clothing. Shaggy black hair and wavy brown hair a mess. If someone were to walk in on this passion filled moment they would think that they were destined. Of course the two knew that this was a fleeting moment, something they took advantage of in all the right ways.

Zuko laid down the tanned waterbender and kissed her jawline, her cheeks, and her eyelids. Kissing away the tears that were starting to fall beneath her lashes.

"This can't happen, Zuko. I just-" she sobbed quietly,"-we can't do this. It isn't fair. It isn't fair to Aang."

He covered her half covered body with his own. Pulling back from her face, cupping her cheek. A thumb wiping away tear streaks on her cheeks.

"It isn't fair to us either. You always seem to care for everyone else. Aang, Sokka, Toph, and Suki. Even me. Do something for yourself, you're always looking out for us and doing away with our needs. Look at yourself, do what makes you happy, Katara."

He sat back on his heels looking at her. Knowing that this may be the only moment they could be together. Stopping time.

"If it makes you happy, then we can stop. We can forget about all of this. It can be our secret," he stated sullenly. Katara looked at him. Her mind jumping to Aang and then to herself. Right from wrong. But what if the right thing was wrong?

This is our moment. My moment to take charge in something I want. My happiness.

Katara shot forward stumbling over a shirtless Zuko, making them fall. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth with fervor one could only have when knowing what they truly wanted. This was their moment, even if it was right or wrong. If it's wrong then why did it feel so right?

They took the night with their soul, giving up things that they should have saved. Loving one another, caring for one another, and most of all, doing something they wanted.

–

Katara did love Aang. He was hers and she was his. But it didn't feel right. It felt wrong, it felt like being chaffed from wearing her bindings too long. Executing a waterbending move incorrectly. She knew she loved Aang, but not how he wanted. Knowing this would break his heart, and it would betray him. She knew that this was what her aunt told her about her future. A future that was destined with a powerful bender . But Aang wasn't the only powerful bender.

Marrying a man that she didn't know if she fully loved this whole time would be unfair. Unfair to him and unfair to her. It would be selfish, malicious, and cruel. Katara swallowed thickly, she looked over to the guests. All of them staring at her with confusion, and a few angered by this scene.

"Aang, there's some things you should…" she broke off thinking about her words, "there's some things you don't know about. Things I should have told you a long time ago."

Aang flushed realizing.

"What sort of things, Katara?"

Katara sighed and pushed a few strands of fly aways from her head.

"I can't do this, Aang. Not in front of all these people. I can't-we can't do this."

With that she picked up her robes and ran down the aisle. Ran away from something she couldn't ever do.

–

Years later the Fire Lord likes to look back at the things he's done in his life. He recollects with the Avatar, and tells stories to his children. His children that would tell their children and so on. He holds his waterbender and always kisses her goodnight.

The Avatar was confused and hurt by what happened but he soon realized that being the hero doesn't always involve getting the maiden. He chose what would make his love happier, and that wasn't with him.

He found a different love elsewhere. A love that felt even more right than it did with the waterbender, he fell in love with a blind earthbender.

This is time that they twisted fate and chose their own happiness over anything else.