AN: AppaAndMomoForever requested that I do a sequel to Blind Are We Both, and I thought long and hard about it, and decided to go for it. So, sit back and enjoy!

Blind Are Our Children

ZUKO FOUND HIMSELF in a predicament that many men unexpectedly found themselves in: anxiously awaiting the birth of his first child. He paced to and fro before his lavish bedchambers of the Bei Fong estate, biting his nails and continuously raking his fingers through his hair.

The nine months of preparation for this moment and the advice from everyone around him had done nothing to clam his nerves. Instead he only recalled horror stories of women dying during labor, or complications that killed the child, or even worse, both the mother and child meeting their demise.

He knew that Toph was a strong woman and could probably handle this, but in the back of his mind he recalled how petite she was…could she really birth a baby? And he recalled how young she was…was being barely sixteen old enough for a girl to deliver without complications?

He also tried to assure himself that Katara and Suki were there with her, assuring Toph to have the utmst in health care. Katara was a veteran healer, for spirits sake! But still, he fretted and worried.

Uncle Iroh was there though, and it offered him a small dose of comfort. He would offer Zuko soothing cups of tea and equally soothing words of assurance, but they disappeared the moment he heard a cry of pain from his bedroom.

His others friends were also there for support; Aang, Sokka, and Katara's husband, Kuval.

"Zuko, Toph's strong. She can do this." Sokka commented, echoing Zuko's previous sentiments. He was almost amused by Zuko's frantic behavior, before he remembered his actions when his own son Lian had been born…and how he was going to behave when Suki, who was pregnant again, would go into labor.

Experience, it seemed, couldn't even quell a father and husband's concern.

Lian, who was already two, was seated in Sokka's lap, playing with a carved toy Sokka had made him. "Uncle Zuko funny." He remarked. Lian seemed to have an opinion or comment to say about everything, much like his father.

Sokka laughed. "Yes, isn't he?"

"He's a right to be nervous…Katara scared the daylights out of me." Kuval said in Zuko's defense, doing his best to keep his year old son Kai occupied.

But Kai was more interested in Lian's toy. Kuval sighed, setting his young son down to do as he pleased. He tottered clumsily over his Uncle Sokka and cousin Lian, attempting to steal the carved toy. "Mine!"

Lian scowled. "Not, it's mine!" he held the toy away from his younger cousin.

Sokka gently took the toy from Lian and handed it to his headstrong nephew. "Lian, you need to share." He chided softly.

Lian pouted, then quickly decided it'd be better to share his toy than to not have it at all, and slid off of his father's lap to play quietly at his feet.

Aang, who had been watching enviously, laughed gently. "They reminds me of Sokka and Katara when I first met them."

Kuval shrugged. "Siblings, cousins: it's the same concept."

Zuko, who had also been watching, smiled softly. "Perhaps they don't see one another often enough…"

Sokka grinned at his brother in law. "Once they're older we'll arrange long visits. They're a bit young just yet."

Kuval nodded in agreement. "We need to get Lian up to the Northern Water Tribe and teach him how to hunt."

Lian turned at hearing his name, cocking his head at his Uncle curiously. "Hunting?"

Kuval nodded. "Yes. You'll enjoy it, I think."

Lian nodded, as if his Uncle were right on such matters and he would not question it, and turned back to play with his younger cousin. Oh, such an impressionable age of two to think that your father and uncle knew everything there was to know.

"I miss my people's customs…" Sokka lamented. He watched his progeny play blissfully and smiled. "He'll never have to learn to battle." And for that, he was glad. He wanted his son to learn weaponry and fighting only as a willing hobby, not a necessity.

They all made a small sigh of relief. Even now, after almost four years of peace, the lifetime of memories haunted them. Perhaps they always would. And that was probably a good thing, to remember and revile war. To forget…it would only lead to making the same mistakes that had been made before. And another war.

So, perhaps once the children were older, they'd all tell them of the slaughter of the Air Nomads, the near extinction of the Southern Water Tribe, and the ruthlessness of the royal family of the Fire Nation. But to only hear of suffering and pain and to not truly know it were two different things. Hopefully the children would come to understand.

Zuko's bedroom door opened, rousing the men out of their thoughts. Katara stepped out, a fatigued expression adorning her pretty face. Zuko rushed to her. "Well?" he asked quickly.

She smiled. "Go in."

He was gone before she even finished speaking, Iroh following behind closely. He had been eagerly awaiting the birth of his Great Niece of Nephew.

Kai, having missed his mother's presence for the past many hours, tottered happily to her, Lian's toy forgotten. "Mommy!"

Katara crouched down, picking up her baby. "Kai, were you a good boy for Daddy?" the fatigue she had expressed was instantly gone the moment she had seen her child rush to her as if she were the only thing that mattered. It was just so…refreshing.

Kai nodded, his tiny arms thrown around his mother's neck. She inhaled his sweet scent of power and fresh water. Oh, how she had missed him, though it had only been hours. She never got used to that, the passage of time seeming so much longer when her child was not with her.

Kuval rose to join his wife and son. "He was." He affirmed. The young man of the Northern Water Tribe kissed his wife tenderly, not minding the presence of friends and family. Like Kai, he had missed having his soothing wife by his side.

Katara smiled at her husband and noticed Aang's fleeing into Toph's bedchambers with slight sadness. The Avatar had been deeply hurt when Katara had fallen in love with the older, powerful Waterbender. He hadn't seemed to fully recover, even after two years following her nuptials.

"Baby." Kai urged his mother softly, pointing to the door.

"You want to see it?" Katara asked, turning away from her thoughts of Aang's depression.

Kai nodded and was taken into the bedchambers with by his mother and father.

Sokka picked Lian up and carried him in.

ZUKO HAD RUSHED to young wife's side the moment Katara gave him leave to. Toph lay back, running her fingers over their newborn's face. "Toph." The utterance of her name held so many different emotions.

She faced her husband and a tear slid down her face.

Zuko balked. "Is there something wrong?" his blood ran cold.

Toph shook her head. "It's a girl." She responded, handing her daughter to her husband.

Zuko took the bundled awkwardly and gazed into his daughter's peaceful face. She was breathing gently, and seemed just as exhausted as Toph was. "A girl…" he murmured. And smiled. "Zara…" that was the named he and Toph had agreed upon if the baby would happen to be a girl.

She opened her eyes and he was startled by her striking resemblance to his mother Ursa, though she possessed strikingly green eyes. Would Toph's eyes have been this color had she not been blind? Zuko wondered vaguely.

He held his tiny daughter, feeling in awe of this precious life. His life now carried a deeper, fuller meaning with this new addition he held in his arms. He looked down to his wife, remembering her grief. "Why did you cry, Toph?"

Toph, who had been observing Zuko in silence, bowed her head. "Because…I cannot see how beautiful she is." She replied softly. Never in her life had she been this remorseful about her blindness.

He sat beside his beautiful wife, and handed her his beautiful daughter. "I know." He murmured, kissing her gently. "I'm sorry Toph."

She shook her head, then rested it on Zuko's shoulder. She had nothing to grieve for. She had always been blind. She had never actually 'seen' her husband's face either. Oh, but to see the color of her daughter's eyes…

Her daughter…she had a daughter now. After nine long months of waiting, she had borne a little girl. One who'd grow up proud and strong…and be a powerful Bender…whether it be earth or fire…

She began to cry again, but this time it was tears of happiness. Zuko understood.

AANG WATCHED THE tender scene unfold before him, and watched as Katara shared a tender moment with her husband and son. And Sokka touched Suki's ever growing belly, a smile on his face as Lian asked to touch it as well.

His friends were all married now, and had children of their own, with more to come. He, the Avatar, was unmarried and childless. Those dreams had died once he and Katara arrived to the North Pole and that man Kuval had taken notice of her.

At first Aang had not been alarmed, because Kuval was five years Katara's senior. He didn't think Katara would like him. And at first, she hadn't. Kuval was a powerful Waterbender, and because of this, he was very cocky and self assured. It didn't help that he was indeed handsome, possessing the same dark skin, thick brown hair, and crystalline blue eyes that all members of the Water Tribes seemed to.

So Kuval'd tried his best to impress Katara, but found it difficult, considering Katara was a Master Bender herself. He promptly changed his tactics by wooing her in others ways that didn't involve his Bending prowess.

Katara soon found sculptures of herself outside her front door in the mornings that'd made her blush with flattery. She'd receive letters of poetry about Kuval's admiration for her that made her sigh wistfully. He'd slip little presents he'd carved for her into her hands when she least expected it, causing her to grin like a foolish schoolgirl.

Aang saw it all, and he saw when they'd shared their first kiss. And Aang cried in sorrow when he witnessed Kuval presenting Katara with the customary betrothal necklace. She hugged him with tearful joy, and he placed the necklace that held so much meaning around her slim throat.

He knew then and there that Kuval had won Katara over, and the he had lost her because of his own inaction. Now, two years later, Katara was happily married to Kuval and they had a very adorable son together, Kai, that Aang couldn't help but like.

Yes, his friends had all settled down…and were happy. His duties as Avatar were successful. So then why did he feel so empty? Why was he alone, no beautiful wife and gurgling babe of his own?

He left them all to bask in their familial glow, and fled to the skies. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know when he'd return. Maybe he'd go to Kyoshi Island to witness the birth of Sokka's second child. It was only a month and a half away…

Until then, he'd do the only thing that he seemed to be good at: being the Avatar. Perhaps that would fill that void in his heart.

TIME PASSED QUICKLY, as it usually did, and soon enough Suki was in labor, Katara serving as her midwife once again. This time the labor was not as long, and soon enough everyone crowded around the newly born girl, Jie. She had blue-gray eyes, darker skin than her brother, and her father's brown hair. And quite a mouth. She shrieked indignantly at being disturbed by all the loud, excited voices. Which only caused everyone to laugh.

Aang returned for this momentous occasion, watching Sokka melt as he looked into his daughter's eyes for the first time. Aang was certain that little girl would have anything and everything she ever wanted if she asked for it. That or Sokka'd die trying to get it for her.

Lian was excited at the prospect of being a big brother and pointed to Jie, proudly exclaiming: "Jie's mine."

Kai poked and prodded at his new cousin and turned to his mother and father expectantly. "Want one too." He announced.

Kuval laughed and turned to his pretty wife. "Well, what do you think? He's got the right idea…"

Katara playfully smacked his arm. "Too late."

Kuval blinked and whooped, causing everyone to glance as he spun his wife around. "We're having another baby?!"

Katara giggled. "Yes, yes we are." Their excitement was thick in the air.

Zuko frowned, his infant daughter cradled contently in his arms. "Hey, give us a chance to catch up!" he cried.

Toph, still grimacing at the memory of her daughter's birth, smacked Zuko. "Don't even think about it!" she stole little Zara from Zuko's arms and held her lovingly.

Aang almost wished he hadn't come to witness all the fluff.

LESS THAN NINE months later, Katara and Kuval's second son was born into the world. They named him Kato. Kai, being two years of age, was very glad to have a little brother, and even rubbed it into his cousin Lian's face that he had a brother, not a lousy sister.

Lian, who was now three, hugged Jie protectively and told her not to listen to Kai's stupid words.

She didn't seem to care either way, only being nine months old. Zara didn't care about the entire situation either.

Aang came, and stayed long enough to see that Katara and her newborn son were safe and healthy, and left soon after. By this point everyone had noticed and understood Aang's absences and were not sure what they could do to rectify the situation.

Iroh smiled gently and informed them only time could.

AN: Okay, that's the end of the first chapter. Read, review, etc. So, to clear everything up, Sokka and Suki now have a son named Lian and a daughter named Jie. Katara and Kuval have two sons: Kai and Kato, and Toph and Zuko have a daughter named Zara. If it's confusing, let me know.