So, first fic. I just had this idea and I'm an huge ATLA fan so...why not?

I don't own Avatar the last airbender, if I did it would be an huge Zutara lemon.

Tired.

That's how my body felt.

We walked no stop for hours, trying to get through the forest without getting caught by the Fire Nation Patrols, that guarded the area like hawks.

It was necessary, but five hours were harsh.

So, saw the fact that I was feeling dizzy and my body was completely sore, I pratically jumped in the abandoned house. My brother Sokka and our friend Aang, the Avatar, sat heavily on the floor. I throwed myself on a wooden chair while my two companions planned on what to do

"Well, seen that doing something like this is not just dangerous, but left us almost tired to death, I think we shoukd search a village near the mountains, where there is less Fire Nation's control, so we can buy food and maybe take some nice ostrich-horses." My brother spook while empting his bag, he got our approval nods as respons

"I agree, but we barely have enough money for supplies, so ostrich-horses can wait, why don't we just sleep over it?" Aang smiled, and laid on one of the coats that we bought in the last village.

Sokka nodded "Whatever you say Aang, let's just hope to find some meat in the next village." We just rolled our eyes.

I searched the house for something useful, coats, supplies or weaponry, but found nothing. I laid the bag and started to put the thing inside of it out, to use it as a pillow.

A pen, bandages, an half-working mobile-phone and a pouch of water. Those all were my proprerty.

I fell asleep not too much later.

This little family, me Sokka and Aang, were travelling through the Earth Kingdom to arrive to Ba Sing Se, the capital and most big and famous city of the world. This would have been easy, if the Fire Nation didn't achieve all the territories we needed to travel across to go to the capital, or better if it wasn't after Aang, or better if the Fire Nation didn't start a war.

All those dreams-toughts were interrupted by a ringtone.

I looked up from my 'pillow' startled; the phone never rang. We usually used it to send messages, call allies and receive instructions. But it never rang. I took it in my hands, whoever was calling us was using a private number.

It was such a rare event that Sokka and Aang burst into the room, my brother grabbed the phone from my hands before I could protest and answered it.

"Hello?" My brother tried

"Good evening. You have two hours to surrender, give us the Avatar, and nothing is going to happen." a female voice said. I looked in alarm at Aang, he runned back in the other room, probrably packing.

"No, we won't! Leave us alone!" He was going to hang up when the voice came again, just more cruelly

"One of the assassins of the F.N.S.S has been sent after you." and with that the line went blank.

I looked up at Sokka, who sent a glare at the phone before handing it back to me "We need to go now. The Fire Nation Secret Services has the best assassin of the world, we need to! move" His cerulan eyes were wide with fear and alarm, I nodded and took our things.

We explained the situation to Aang, who was the first ready to go, he shook his tatooed head in despair, before running in the forest, me and Sokka behind him.

We were half an hour in our 'escape' when a loud BANG was heard. We turned around, and that's when I saw it, a dark silhouette in the trees was holding something in the air, a fucile probrably. The figure was tall and broad, and when the cloud that covered the sun left, I could make out the appareance of the shadow.

It was a boy, a man. He must have been eighteen or nineteen. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, with a strong jaw, long gold eyes, thin lips, high cheeck bones and an aristocratic nose. He was dressed in a black tight leather jacket, black leather knickerbockers and black boots. He had a belt, with two containers hanging on it, one for the gun, the other one for a sword. His dark hair were in a topknot, held by a red elastic. His pale hand put the fucile back in his place, he then opened his mouth

"Surrend Avatar, or I have no other choice but to capture you, the last waterbender of the Souther Water Tribe, and kill your other allie." His raspy voice said in a calm tone, his gold irises never left Aang's grey ones. The airbeder narrowed his eyes and got in a fighting stance

"We won't surrender!" I opened my water pouch, the water came out and went on my hands, my brother took out his sword.

Before I could stop him my Sokka charged for the assasin, he roared and striked, his weapon directed to the man's heart. The older warrior didn't even flinch, and it took one second for him to respond, he took out his sword, or better, his swords, and with the left one he blocked my brother assault, he was going to stick Sokka in the stomach if my brother didn't jump in the other direction. He growled before jumping on the assasin's left, he held his sword with both hands as he striked for the opponoment ribs. The male turned around and with one swift motion made one of his sword went under Sokka's own, he raised it, making Sokka stand with both arms in air, his body defensless.

He was going to kill him,a fatal blown in the chest and I would have lose another member of my family.

Aang was faster.

He sent an air mass on the two, Sokka flied in a tree while the killer landed on his feet, he looked up and his gaze become angered. He putted the swords back in place, and looked at me.

I realized what he was doing too late.

He folded his arm back, and a second later an orange fireball was sent at me. I deflected it easily and created two ice daggers to send at the assasin, who saw my move and smirked, his expression said 'Know you were gonna do that'.

I was going to throw the daggers at him and Aang was going to send him flying against a tree after that but we all stopped when the male grabbed Sokka, took one of his sword and held it tighter to the boy's neck.

We froze. His thin lips were in a straight line, the message was clear, move and he dies.

I glared at him "Realase him!" I cried, and he saw how I was attached to Sokka. He held his other sword up

"No!" But the lethal blown never came, instead he made my brother black out by hitting him with the handle. Sokka's eyes rolled back but he was alive

"What do you want?" Aang's young voice echoed trough the trees, the firebender let Sokka fell on the floor, he then patted his jacket, cleaning it. His gold eyes scanned us, I could imagine what was going through his head. If as he said he wanted both me and Aang he knew that right now taking both of us was impossible.

"Avatar, if you will surrend and follow me without creating problems I will do no harm to your friend." He pinched Sokka's head with his black boot.

I tought fast, I needed to convince him "Oh please, it's not like you could handle him if you take him." I tried in a calm tone.

He seemed to think about it, and suddendly his eyes met mine "Well, you will come with me without creating problems." Aang did a pass forward "No!" and the sword went back to Sokka's neck, making the airbender froze in place

I looked to my brother, then back to Aang "No, Aang, is okey. Just wait for Sokka to wake up and then go, go away. Don't search for me." I knew that if not Aang, Sokka would go after me.

The young boy shook his head "No Katara y-" He was interrupted by the assasin, who throwed a pair of handcuffs at Aang's feet

"Put them onto 'Katara'." He nodded esitantly and murmured an 'I'm sorry' as he cuffed my hands behind my back. The firebender nodded "Come here, slowy." I did as he said, and he turned me and placed one of his creamy hand between mine, I would have been surprised by his warm skin, but I could only feel fear and anger right now.

He throwed something on the ground, a little ball. When it hitted the ground smoke came out, and I was running, being pushed by him. I was hoped up into a saddle, and was surprised to find that it was an ostrich-horse. I was with my middle on the brown saddle as the firebender made the animal run.

I just glared at his back for all the ride, the ostrich-horse slowed down after an hour or so, and he finally glanced at me. He pushed a strand of black hair back, his long pianist hand running along his aristochratic features. The ring of his middle finger had a black flying phoenix on it.

I heard the sound of the city before I came into it, the Earth Kingdom green colors were replaced by red, the city was under the Fire Nation control. I refused to meet the people's glances and so I stared at the ostrich-horse black's fur. The animal stopped and I was put down and pushed in what seemed like an hotel. My captor went to the reseption

"A room for one night." The man had grey hair and brown, light eyes; he studied my captor, then me "Do you have a document, young man?" the younger boy nodded and searched his leather pocket, he put a red portfoil on the wooden counter. The man looked at the document, returned it and passed a magnetic card to the boy "I hope you will enjoy your room Sir."

My captor nodded and we took the elevator. While I was in there I planned for how to escape. He would chain me somewhere, so I would need to ask for a bath, I needed it anyway, and use the water to froze him somewhere and escape.

The room was luxurious, with a large bed and a big bathroom. He glanced at me "I won't tied you anywhere like this." I looked down at myself, my clothes were dirty and wet at some point. I held back a smirk, I know where this was going.

"Don't even think about it waterbender. I'm going to bath you." this time I could't help back the frown "W-what?! No!" I tried to struggle but he held me by the wrist, he glared at me "Just stay in your underwrappings, I'm not going to do anything not honorable." like that made me feel better. I glared at him "I'm not gonna do that." I felt pressure on my lower stomach, and of course his gun was pressed against it "Are you sure?" his voice was low and dangerous.

I felt tears in the back of my eyes but fought them back "Unchain me." he raised one of his dark long eyebrows "I'm not going to be undressed by you." his gold gaze didn't betray any emotions "Turn around." he simply said, I obbeyed and felt his warm hands unlock the chains 'If you try anything waterbender I-"

"Katara. My name is Katara." I stated, he turned around politely, if he heard my statement he didn't seem to care. I looked around the room, the only water sourch was in the bathroom. Damn.

He turned around and nodded, chaining my hands again. He had pulled the jacket off, a red tunic now wrapped around his toned body.

We went in the bathroom and he segnaled me to enter the bathtub, I did as he said and hot water started pouring over my back. I tensed as he opened the soap, spreading it over his large hands. He ignored my stiff and cleaned me, I expected him to be rough, but his fingers were soft. I glared at him during all the bath, especially when he washed my legs. I felt so naked, so exsposed, what would my father say? He washed the soap away and nodded in approval at himself "I asked for some clothes, you will have them tomorrow, for this night you can sleep like this." I looked up meeting his golden gazes "Where are you taking me?" He simply held a towel for me "It's a reserved information."

I glared at him "What's your name?" there was a moment of silence, and I tought that he didn't hear me, but the raspy voice came again "It's a reserved information."

I wanted to snort, but I just glared at his broad shoulders as he took me in the bedroom "You know my name." he took off his tunic, helding it over his head "I didn't ask for it." he stated, he laid the shirt on a couch, I nearly gasped at the sight of his chest and abs, but returned to narrow my eyes "Well you w-" he rolled his eyes "Oh for Agni's sake, my name is Zuko."

I nodded, quite surprised by the response. He took me to the bed, my arms locked to it's right bars, same story for the legs. I frowned at the ceiling, as he came in bed just in black boxers, his hair were now free off the elastic, the shaggy black mass covering his forehead.

I glanced at him when he covered me with the red cloat, I didn't thank him obviously. But he wasn't expecting it probrably. His chest didn't move, as if he wasn't breathing, he too was looking at the cealing.

"What is going to happen to me?" It was more like I wanted him to answer me as it was an order, but of course, I was nobody in that situation

"It's a reserved information."

"Fuck you Zuko"

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HAPPY ZUTARA MONTH! C:

No, Zuko has no scar because in a modern world would be weird, and I don't think that somebody could survive something like that. Banishment is enough anyway.