Mkay, here is the first of a series of oneshots that I write during school. Soo, without further ado, I give you 18.11.09; "Cry for Me"

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She never felt the pain, only cold. She didn't know what had happened. The last think Katara's eyes saw was a blinding blue light; and now they opened to see her mother's face. "Mom?" she asked, her head spinning. The woman over her nodded, a smile on her lips. "You're alive?" Kya's mouth dropped into a frown as she shook her head slowly. Sitting up, Katara said; "So, I'm in the spirit world,then?" A nod. "How do I get back?" A shake. "But, mom, I have to go home! I'm not…I can't be…" Katara welcomed her mother's embrace for the first time in years. How she had missed her mother, and if under any other circumstance, she would be so excited to see her again. They withdrew from one another as another familiar face appeared behind Kya.

"Hello, sister," Yue's silky voice said. Her hands were folded carefully in front of her. The pink fabric of the moon spirit's dress layered gracefully as she knelt down beside her old friend. Katara could see the pain and hurt in those silvery blue eyes. "You were asleep for quite a long time. Many things have changed in the human world while you were gone." Yue smiled. "But don't fret. It is all for the better. Sokka has returned to your home, he and your father are still grieving. Aang has gone to live with Toph. In the time since your death, they have grown very close."

"Zuko, is he alright?"

"He tried to save you. He really did. Oh, dear sister, he would have given his life for you. After Azula shot you, he was thrown into a deep despair, anger fueled his actions. And though he could not bring himself to kill his sister…" Yue stopped and sighed briefly, eyes cast down. "Azula's soul is a lost one. Zuko could not kill his sister, but during that battle her soul left her. She lost herself." With a happy laugh, the moon spirit brought her eyes back to Katara's face. "Your friend is the Firelord now. He is trying so very hard to make right all of the damages his ancestors have caused. There is so much more to tell, but before I can continue, there is someone you must see."

"How long have I been… here?"

"A season. Now come with me, sister, this person is someone who is very important to you. When I passed I chose to watch over Sokka. I'm the one who reunited him with Suki, he deserved to be happy. Your heart chose this person, because you felt a connection to him." Yue stood up and held out a hand to Katara. As she rose, Katara realized that her old blue tunic was gone; and in its place was a beautiful glowing gown. On her wrist was a bracelet of flowers; her hair was partly gathered on top of her head and the rest was lying flatly down her back. Then Katara took a quiet look around her. She was in the same court yard that she was killed in. Confused, she felt as if she should cry, but the tears only clung to her eyelashes.

Yue lead Katara into the palace. It was beautiful Katara thought. There were portraits on the walls, ones of past Firelords and Ladies and their families. There were guards at one door in particular: the Firelord's room. Katara looked from the guards' blank faces to Yue. "They do not see us." She said. With a gesture of her hand, Yue whispered, "Go." A little unsure, Katara walked into the room, through the closed door.

Zuko sat on the edge of his bed, a hand on his forehead and a small piece of paper in the other. As Katara neared him, she could hear his uneven breath. The muscles in his jaw tensed visibly. Water droplet's splashed rhythmically on the tiled floor. When she was in front of the Firelord, the girl's spirit fell to her knees. Katara reached out a pale hand and touched the puddle on the floor. It went through the water and rested on the floor; as she did so, another drop fell and went straight through her hand, splashing into the puddle. It was then she realized that she was dead. She would never be able to bear this boy's child, never touch his skin, and never kiss his lips.

"I am so sorry," Zuko's shaking voice whispered. "It was all my fault."

Katara's blue eyes shot to his pained face. Tears were falling from both of his eyes, past the paper in his hands and into the puddle between them. Zuko reached his arm over to place the paper on the maroon bed spread. From the corner of her eye, Katara saw that it was a small portrait of herself. "Zuko," she whispered. Now icy diamonds fell from her eyes.

"You died because of me."

"No! I didn't!" Katara gasped through sobs.

"You died thinking I hated you; you died hating me."

"No, NO!" Katara wrapped her translucent arms around her stomach. How could she be dead and yet feel so much pain?

"Worst of all," the boy started. "You died not knowing that I though you were beautiful. Or," his voice cracked. "That I loved you." Katara's mouth fell open in a silent agonizing scream.

"Come, Katara," Yue said gently.

"No, Yue! You don't understand! I- I loved him too!" Katara sobbed painfully as she bent over, her long hair resting on the floor. The moon spirit sat on he knees beside her crying Sister.

"As did I love your brother. It hurts now, yes, but the pain will stop, I promise." Katara bit her lip to stop the flow of tears that were now fallinf from her eyes as if they were rain clouds. Her legs felt like water as she stood up. There must be some way… Katara thought as she followed Yue out of the room. "I did find away to ease his mind."

Their dresses dragged on the dirt as they crossed the garden. To her surprise, there were multiple Spirits, like herself, roaming the royal gardens. "They stay here because they cannot join us in the sky. What we see as a leisure, they find a curse." Katara looked around the garden; the spirits of thin, ail past Firelords and Ladies , the ones, Katara thought, that had done evil.

TBC!

Will Katara find a way to see Zuko, and for him to see her? Find out tomorrow!