Disclaimer: A:TLA don't belong to me. I only own my show horses, and my show gear. I dont even have a job ;D

Welcome to my first, and probably only story I will ever write! I have no idea how long this story will take, I only have a basic plot written down for it, but I am pretty pleased with my ideas. Before anyone asks, this will be a Zutara fic! May put something else in, but I want it to be a surprise...

Some points about the Story:

All events before and including the Firebending Masters have happened- other than that its pretty AU. This is probably about�6 months after that.

Sozins Comet wont be coming for another 2 years.

Ages; Aang 13, Toph 13, Katara 15, Sokka 16, Zuko 17...Iroh? Just really old...lol

If anyone would like to edit and help me improve my story as it goes on, feel free to offer. I may call upon you every now and then to help, especially with ideas�:D

Chapter One- What Sokka Saw

Sokka stood beneath a large oak tree. He was rooted to the spot, his eyes captivated by the scandal he had recently stumbled upon. In response wanted to charge into the clearing and separate Zuko from his sister, but at the same time he desperately wished he could tear his eyes and run in an attempt to forget what he was seeing. Perhaps this is what he would have done if he could have foreseen what would now happen, because he stayed- the consequences of what Sokka saw. But Sokka was no psychic, and this was no ordinary occurrence!

If Sokka could have taken control of his senses he would have found peace in this little clearing. A small river- or maybe it was more like a large stream- flowed through the forest. Large boulders created twists and turns in the flow of the water, and the soft, cream coloured sand of the river bank created a serene clearing on the side of the river. The gentle sounds of flowing water became a distant memory as Sokka observed the horror that was before him.

Katara stood, pinned between a large boulder and the banished Fire Nation Prince. He had both her wrists in one hand, trapping them above her head, while the other hand was supporting his weight on the boulder, allowing him to lean closer to the waterbender. She was dressed only in her undergarment, her robe and pants lazily discarded by the stream. Her white wraps were a stark contrast to her dark mocha skin and revealed most of her body to the Princes eyes.

The two benders, both oblivious to the dismayed Sokka behind them, seemed to be engaging in an argument of sorts, their heated whispers not audible for Sokka's ears. Katara's face betrayed her anger towards Zuko, while he wore his trademark smirk as he visibly controlled the situation. Katara scowled as Zuko leaned in closer to whisper in her ear. Her eyes widened considerably at his words. Sokka subconsciously crept forward, somehow drawn to the pair and the scene they were partaking in, his hands mildly supporting himself on the nearby trees, his feet sliding forward over the forest floor.

Sokka's daze was broken temporarily as he stubbed his toe on a risen tree root. Momentarily he forgot where he was and what he had seen as the dull throb cursed through his foot. His glare followed the root of the tree to the trunk, then right up to the top where the clear blue sky was visible through the canopy of the forest. His glare turned to a scowl as he tentatively tried walking on his foot, only to have a sharp pain shoot up his leg.

A sudden splash reminded him why he had not being concentrating on where his feet were in the first place, and on reflex, he glanced around, only to see that Katara was no longer in the clearing, but that Zuko was staring intently into the stream. Large, circular ripples spread out across the surface of the water, soon joined by many small air bubbles indicated that the earlier splash was caused by Katara as she jumped- or was pushed- into the stream. Sokka's breath hitched in his chest as he contemplated what action he should take. Had he been in this situation 3 months ago, Sokka most likely would have charged into the clearing, jumped into the river and threatened Zuko to the high heavens for endangering his sister- stubbed toe or not. But things change. People change. And Sokka was now unable to react, whether it was consciously or not, he could not say. All he could do was watch.

He wanted to believe that Katara had just jumped in to cool off. He wanted to believe that his sister had not just been pinned so close to the Prince. And most of all, he wanted to believe that Zuko would never hurt them again. But it was a long, hard road and he was slowly beginning to doubt he could ever reach the end.

Sokka released his breath as Katara's head broke through the water and clambered onto the shore, glaring angrily at Zuko the entire time.

He was almost too distracted by his relief to notice that Katara was possessively grasping something in her hand as the stood on the sand, recovering from her swim. Zuko's smirk faded as she stood dripping wet before him, but was soon replenished as Katara grabbed for her clothes and started dressing hastily. She bent the water out of her clothing and deposited it on Zuko before pushing past him and stiffly walking off in the direction of their camp. For good measure she threw an icy glare at Zuko over her shoulder prior to completely disappearing within the forest.

Zuko watched after her for a few minutes, not bothering to 'steam' the water off his clothing. As Sokka watched, Zuko settled himself down near the stream at the point where Katara had emerged from moments before. A small, lazy smile formed on his lips as he tipped his head up, his eyes becoming half closed. Perhaps he was thinking about the sparingly dressed waterbender who had just left his sight.

After what seemed like half the day, Zuko rose from his seat and started gathering driftwood from around the stream. When he felt he had enough, he casually started heading back to the camp as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. That he hadn't just been arguing with Katara. Or she had not been pinned between a boulder and himself. Nor did he seem concerned that she had dived into the water to escape his eyes. Or even that she had been very angry with him as she had started back to camp.

Nope. Zuko walked off as if nothing had happened at all. Little did he know that his actions weren't only seen by Katara, but also by her over protective brother.

If only Zuko had known how scandalous the whole incident had seemed to Sokka. Maybe then he could have prevented what would unfurl in the next couple of weeks.

Sokka slumped against the tree and contemplated what had just happened in front of him. He replayed it again and again, each time trying to imagine an innocent scenario. A scenario that explained how Katara had been pinned by Zuko, why she had ended up in the water, and why she had been so upset with the Prince. But the more he thought about it, the more he convinced himself that Katara had not wanted to be in that position. And That Zuko had done something terrible to tick her off. Alas, the clear explanation for Sokka was the Zuko was harassing his sister.

At this conclusion, Sokka frowned.

He wasn't as thick as he had led everyone to believe. He had seen the hungry look of lust the Prince had as his eyes had raked over Katara when she had stood dripping wet, her white undergarments semi transparent from the water. Zuko had masked it easily from Katara with a well practised smirk. But Sokka knew that look, and he knew teenaged boys.

Sokka sighed as he stood up and rubbed his temples. His head was tired from the last few minutes of thinking. A quick glance at the sky told him it was midday.

Time for lunch! Sokka almost grinned, then remembered what he had just been thinking about. Yes. He was definitely going to keep a closer eye on the banished Fire Nation Prince- he had been much too lenient in the past.

Sokka started hurrying back to camp, his thoughts on finding Zuko.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by a loud gurgle form his stomach.

But Zuko can wait. Right now I need something to eat!

Oh yes. The consequences of What Sokka Saw.

A/N: Ok. This is the first story I have ever written! Yay, Go Me! So no flames, please!

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