I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender. All credit goes to the creators, Mike and Bryan. There is a little sexual text but no lemons. I wanted some romance but not something totally innocent.

Not all the stories are like this, some of them are centered around a good relationship. Just for every one to know, I will continue all 7 day writing prompts this year. If you enjoyed this story just come back tomorrow. Okay, ONWARDS TO ZUTARA WEEK! YIP YIP!

Calor- Day 1

The early sun shone through the thin curtains of the palace master bedroom. Katara lay awake watching her husband, Zuko, sleep through the late morning. Her nose wrinkled perplexed that he had not awoken yet due to him saying, "I rise with the sun" business. She smiled as she brushed hair out of his relaxed face.

The past week Zuko had stayed up past midnight signing paperwork and treaties. He would be hunched over on his desk, brows furrowed, his lips in a slight natural frown; Katara was glad to see her husband in a peaceful state. Throwing the bed sheet off her swollen stomach, Katara splayed her slim fingers over tummy making small figures eights. For the first time she felt her baby kick. Not sure if she was imaging it Katara placed both hands on the side of her stomach. Sure again she felt her first child move inside her. Katara gave out a sound. A mixture between a gasp and a giggle, totally ecstatic that she was the one to experience this.
Out of her own excitement the bed sheets rustled beside her.

"Katara?" Zuko open his eyes slowly getting used to the light. "What time is it?" The baby was kicking like crazy now.

"Zuko!" Katara yelled a little to loud.

"What?" Sensing something was wrong Zuko shot up in bed turning toward his smiling wife. "Why are you smiling?"
Taking his rough calloused hands she placed them on top of her growing mound.

"It's the baby, our baby." Zuko felt himself go dizzy for a second. His baby, he has to keep telling himself he's going to be a father, but the thought hadn't really settled yet. "Zuko, I think he might be a firebender."

"Really, why is that?"

"He keeps me warm during the night. It's like he's radiating off extra heat. I swear I sweat buckets during the night!"

"You said 'he', so you think it's a boy too?"

"I know it's a boy.

"I think it's a girl." Zuko wrapped his arm around the baby nuzzling his face in Katara's stomach. "Isn't that right, baby? You're going to a little, cute princess." Zuko spoke in his baby voice. Katara lifted her head off the pillow leaning as far as she could toward the baby.

"No, daddy doesn't know what he's talking about. You're going to be a little handsome, firebending prince, just like your father."

"You think I'm little?" Zuko smirked running his hands down the curve of her stomach to her thighs.

"Ha, no I definitely don't think you're little."

"So, my arms aren't little?" Zuko traced his hands up to Katara's arms.

"No, I like how they wrap around me at night. I like how they protect me."

Zuko traced his arms down to her feet tickling them. "How about my feet?"

She giggled, "No, your feet aren't little."

"How about my legs?" Zuko gave Katara a devious smile. She knew where this was going.

"My thighs?" When Zuko reached Katara's thighs he kissed the soft inner part. The baby was kicking harder now; Katara's breath hitched. Zuko's hands were getting higher, no answer came from Katara.

"What about my-" A loud knock on the door stopped Zuko's ministrations. Both lovers jumped at the knock. Through the door came a voice.
"Fire Lord Zuko, one of the magistrates from the Earth Kingdom is here. He says his name is Lee."

"Damn, what's with all the people named Lee these days?" Katara was annoyed. It was Sunday, how dare someone interrupt? Zuko gave her a look she knew 'we can finish this later, if you know what I mean'. It dawned on her that they always seem to finish it later. Katara scowled.

"I don't know. I'm sorry Katara I really have to go talk to Lee. I've already canceled before."

"Can't you talk to him later? Just let your Uncle take this." Katara looked up at Zuko with pleading eyes. "See, I even bet the baby wants you to stay."

"You know I want to, but it would be rude to keep my guests waiting." Zuko almost gave into his wife's pleading eyes. Katara refrained from snapping, "it's also rude to keep your wife waiting." All the paper work he has done this past week made him feel like a zombie. He has signed his name so many times he even asked Katara a few times just to sign his name for him. Now that he had some time to spare he had to leave. "And I can't wait to see you. Come out already." Zuko kissed her belly. Zuko stood up and dressed.

"Just not too soon, I'm pretty sure he looks like a shrivled sea monkey now." Katara said as she watch her husband dress.

"Yea, stay in there for a couple more months, get a little cuter, my princess. I still can't wait to see you though." Zuko put an emphasis on princess.

"You're never going to give up on that one, are you? The princess thing?"

"I guess we'll see in five more months, when I'm right."

"So, do you have any ideas for a name?"

"Well, it's funny you ask. I was talking to Uncle about names yesterday, over some Jasmine tea."

"Really?" Katara wasn't that surprised.

"Yes, he wants us to have a girl. He has a bunch of dresses already bought."

"What name does he like?" Zuko walked over to his wife, bending over he gave her a kiss. "He likes Destiny."

"Of course he would."

"But the more I think about it the more I'm accustomed to it. What do you think?"

"I could get used to it." Zuko walked toward the door but stopped before he left.

"Oh and there's one more name Uncle liked." Zuko paused for comical reason,

"Jasmine." Katara couldn't help but smile as she thought about naming her child after a tea. She could picture Iroh putting out small pink dresses in front of Zuko.

"Nephew, just look at all these beautiful pink dresses I got for your little flower!" She pictured Zuko's face scrunched up getting impatient with Iroh as he moved to the matching booties and hair bows.

After Zuko left, Katara swung hers legs over the edge of the bed peeking through the space between the curtains where the sun leaked through. Her stomach grew warm, their baby, a little furnace. Katara took the moment to appreciate the little fire inside her. She truly felt as she was the happiest woman on the planet and she like Zuko couldn't wait for her boy to arrive.