Prologue:

~Love is like an earthquake-unpredictable, a little scary, but when the hard part is over you realize how lucky you truly are.~

My heart dropped as I heard arrow heading towards him from a mile away. We were already surrounded and the arrow was surely going to hit him, my only reaction was to kiss him and give my life for his.

We were both ready to fight, in our stances and then she kissed me with such passion, igniting the inner fire I had always forced myself to hold in. Her body sputtered like a sudden muscle spasm occurred. She fell backwards, collapsing on the ground before me. I put all things aside as I clung to her side.

"Katara!" I yelled bringing her into my chest. Her cerulean blues oceans that were usually saturated with powerful waves of emotions, were dim as the poison intoxicated her body like a parasite.

"Katara! Why?!" I yelled taking grasp of the blue material that was so familiar to me.

"Because..." Her voice dragged as it were literally killing her to take a breathe. "Because I would gladly die in your place."

A tear. That single tear fell down my pale, face. I pulled her in closer, pulling her head tight to my chest like the first time I held her that frigid winter night.

I felt warm liquid running down my fingers. It was blood. The blood of the woman I love was being spilled on my very hands. She was sacrificing her self for me, a strong gesture I didn't understand completely. I groped up her back slowly to find the arrow lodged in her back, a poison dart arrow of the Yoo-yai Archery's to be exact.

"No Katara! You're not going to die! I'm the Fire Lord I order you to live at once!" I yelled, as my voice cracked. My emotions were getting the best of me.

From out of my robe pocket I produced a red and blue necklace with a fire stone imbedded in the center, shimmering with the finishing gloss of sea water from my last visit at the Southern Water Tribe. It sparkled when the rays of sun hit the red ember and blue sapphire from all whole countries. Our essences were bounded as one, just like it was always meant to be.

"I spent months making it perfect! I was going to make you my queen, but if you----"

He stopped talking, the realization was too much for him to bare. I smiled, it was so beautiful, just like him. He's the most beautiful person I've ever meant. He had so much passion and self-confidence that made me wonder about this Prince Zuko even more when I first met him. I didn't want to admit myself that I was even remotely attracted to him, but here I am dying for him like he was willing to do when he took Azula's lightening bolt for me.

"Queen! Oh Zuko, if only I could." I murmured. The poison was freezing my blood as death took hold of my body. I saw the tears form from his liquid gold eyes and only wanted to reassure him.

I kissed him and as my tongue danced in his mouth I was silently telling him everything I should have told him when we kissed like this the very first time. He pulled back and my eyes locked with his, he too had so much to say with his eyes alone.

He was silently saying: I don't want to lose you. Stay so I can hold you like this forever. This time I'll make sure it's forever.

I replied back, speaking aloud and answering the words unspoken, "I know. I can't but it'll be okay."

"NO!" he yelled clutching me tighter as if that would make the blood stop pouring.

I leaned in close to his ear and with my last breathe whispered, "It'll be alright."

Katara was dead. She was lying it wasn't going to be okay. Without her... anger came and took over my body, boiling my blood. I opened my mouth and screamed as an abundance of fire shot out from my soul. Katara. My sweet, little,innocent Katara. You never did anything wrong so why would you protect me. Did you know you died for a murderer? Do you know how many things I've done wrong? Now you'll never know will you.

Chapter One:

Zuko looked out at the crashing waves before him and pondered for they reminded him so much of the woman he thought of so much. From her raven black to her deep sapphire eyes and to her mocha skin. He saw those eyes every night in his sleep.