Here is my zutara story! i hope you enjoy!

i don't own avatar...sadly:(

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Chapter 1 Happy Birthday

She pulled the covers tighter around her small body, feeling a little cold. She sighed as she sank further in the huge and soft bed. She grimaced as she remembered her dream. It was about him. Again.

"Katara" there was a knock. On the door probably.

She buried her face further in the expensive pillows, bringing the sheets over her face, trying to block out the rest of the world and the person that was knocking on her door rather loudly for her tastes.

"Katara are you in there?" who dares to wake her up at this hour? Do they want a water whip in their faces? Don't they know how my mood is when they wake me before me time?!

"I'm coming in" said the voice and then she heard a door opening and shutting. There were footsteps on the floor and then someone lifted the sheets from her body, making her shiver.

"Oh my god, are you still sleeping?!" she opened tiredly her blue eyes and was greeted by a very annoyed Suki.

"How can you still be sleeping?"She said as she walked to the window and opened the green curtains, leaving light to get into the room. Katara groaned and buried her face to the bed.

"Just five more minutes" the words were muffled as she spoke against the mattress.

"Katara it's your birthday! We have to go and buy you, a beautiful dress, jewels, shoes..." She kept talking.

"Birthday?!" she sat up, her hair flying in all the directions. Suki faced palmed herself.

"Don't tell me you forgot..." she groaned "Sometimes is painfully obvious that Sokka is your brother" she came to sit on the bed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Katara narrowed her eyes at her friend as she got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom. She just rolled her eyes.

"We must go for breakfast too, so..." she sat up from the bed and walked to the door. "Ooh Katara I didn't tell you who's-"she started, but Katara interrupted her.

"I know, I know, I won't be late." She called through the closed door.

"Um 'okay" she shrugged and turned around "I'm leaving" Katara pocked her head from the bathroom door.

"You just came to wake me up, didn't you?" but Suki was long gone to listen her words.

Katara closed the door behind her, and sighed. I don't have time to wash myself properly. She pulled over her head her nightgown and her wrappings as she pulled water from the tap of the bathtub and washed herself. She pulled the water from her body, threw it in the tub and wrapped a towel around her. She went to her room and dressed in a blue, long sleeved tunic and dark blue pants. She put her boots and then examined herself in the mirror, deep in thoughts.

"What do I do with my hair?" she said aloud."Well, if it's my birthday, then..." She took a clip and gathered the half up, leaving the other down, falling like chocolate waves in her back. She giggled as she thought of her hair similar with chocolate.

"Your hair makes me hungry" he whispered in her ear as she leaned against him.

"And why is that?" she looked at him with amusement in her bright, blue eyes. He put a finger on his chin, thinking.

"Because they're like chocolate" he answered simply and she laughed.

She pushed the memory aside, shaking her head. Where did that came from, now?! Breathe Katara. She inhale deeply and pick up a flower from a vase and put it in her hair.

He came to her room with his hands behind his back holding something, and looking at her with a blush. Before she could ask him anything, he thrust a fire lily in front of her face, looking away shyly.

"I ... Um ... found this and ... I thought you would like it and..." She smiled at his embarrassment and took the flower from his hands, placing it behind her ear.

"Thank you, it's beautiful..." she smiled as he looked at her.

"You'rebeautiful" he murmured and it was her turn to blush.

"Why am I having these thoughts?!" she said angrily to herself. Get a pull of yourself Katara! You have a boyfriend who loves and adores you! You must stop thinking about the past. She went to a wall and hit her head on it. There, she pulled back, all better. She rubbed the spot she had hit and cursed inwardly the person she was dreaming and having thoughts about.

She walked to the door, but something caught her eye. She moved to the window and opened it walking out to the balcony. She shivered as the cold wind hit her face, making her hair fly. She looked outside. There were dark clouds all over the sky. It was going to rain. Well, she thought with a smirk, we won't be able to go to the city if it does.

She saw a bird, sitting in a tree, next to her balcony and his branches could easily be reached by her position. She looked closely at the bird and reached to touch it, mesmerized by his strange beauty, but then it turned his eyes at her suddenly and her hand stopped in mid air as she actually felt those black eyes on her. The bird looked at her closely, it's big, black eyes cutting through her soul, and she got the feeling that someone had taken everything from her that moment, leaving her cold and empty .. The bird suddenly broke the connection and she fell down, seeing it flew away. She stood there for a moment, not thinking anything just ... sitting there.

She shook her head trying to collect her thoughts. What was that? She got up, shaking a little as she made her way inside.

She walked to the bed and lie down for a bit, hoping the dizziness would go away.

After some time passed, she thought they were years, but it was only a few minutes, she got up slowly and walked to the door.

With one last look in the mirror, she left the huge bedroom. Well, great. Now I'll be late. Again. She walked through the corridors of the earth palace quickly, looking straight ahead. She pushed all her thoughts of the bird away. It was probably her imagination. It had to be. Or else she was getting crazy. And that wasn't and a very good thing. Some servants greeted her on her way, but she was too focused to arrive in time to greet them back. Two guards were talking and she caught a few words about someone that had arrived in the early morning, but didn't pay further attention.

She arrived at the dinning room and the guards that were standing besides the door opened it for her. All the heads on the table turned to stare at her, and she blushed. She walked inside quickly and without looking up she bowed.

"I'm terribly sorry for being late." She apologised to nobody in particular "It won't happen again."

"its okay my dear" King Kuen said and she went immediately to sit on her seat."We haven't started eating yet." She sighed and sat down between Aang and Toph. Sokka and Aang looked at her and wished her happy birthday. Aang gave her a kiss on the cheek, earning a punch in the arm from Sokka and she rolled her eyes.

"Hello sugar Queen" Toph said with a smirk and a smug expression. "Happy Birthday."

"Hello ... Toph" She was 'looking' at her funny and she didn't know why, but she knew it wasn't for good "Thanks" she said and Toph grinned at her as she sipped her tea.

She was distracted by the smell of food and her stomach growled. She flashed and put a hand over her belly. She hadn't eaten anything last night and now she was starving .

With a nod of the King's head, the servants start serving the food and conversations erupted around her. Katara's mouth watered as she saw all the food. A plate of noodles was placed in front of her, and she eyed it hungrily. She picked up the chopsticks and brought them to her mouth, ready to eat her noodles. She closed her eyes and smelled them as she parted her lips-

"Katara, by the way, happy birthday "said someone. Someone she had a very long time (and hoping it would stay like this) to see.

The noodles fell to the ground with the chopsticks as she stood still for a moment, her brain blank. Some noblemen turned to her along with her friends, eyeing her. A servant came and cleaned the floor while another one gave her a new pair of chopsticks. But she didn't pay attention to none of them. She turned her head slowly, afraid to look who, was sitting over there. When she turned fully, she was met with a pair of golden eyes and a familiar bloody-red scar. He smirked at her, and the only thing she could do was, close and open her mouth.