Zutara Week: 2012
Day 1: Serendipity
I am not the biggest Katara fan. But for some reason I love Zutara... it doesn't sense, I know.
But here's my Zutara Week Day 1. I hope you enjoy. I wrote it quickly. But I promise Day 2 will have much more depth.
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The water lapping against the edges of the river and the moonlight shining down over the water did not faze the Prince as he scanned the area looking for any signs of life. Nothing moved except the water, nothing made a sound but the slight creaking of the cricket-roaches. He could not find any evidence that the Avatar had traveled through here.
He was beginning to doubt his instincts when he heard it. A faint shout of stress coming from the woods alarmed him. With the wave of his hand, he ordered the men to stop the ship. They did as they were told and Zuko rushed to the dry land searching for the sound. Anything that would lead him to that noise he had just heard. He knew exactly who had made it.
The young water tribe girl, Katara, who seemed to be the last Waterbender in the Southern Water Tribe, had been traveling with the Avatar for some time now. She had found him in a large ice block and since they had become friends. Zuko knew that the innocent Airbender had feelings for her. He didn't blame the Avatar. Katara was very beautiful. Her long flowing brown hair that was tightly braided back, allowing him to look at her perfectly smooth face. There were no blemishes or marks that hid her beauty.
Zuko erased his thoughts of the beautiful blue eyed Waterbender and focused on the fact that he was nearing the point where he heard the sound. He turned to his crew and held his hand up. This signaled them to stay back while he snuck in.
Gently creeping through the trees he saw her. She was practicing her Waterbending on a tree. The Prince smiled at his serendipity. He knew his gut had been right and he followed it. But right now his gut was telling him something else.
As he stared at the Waterbender he noticed the way she rocked back and forth through the stances of her Water Whip. His eyes scanned her thin torso and tiny build. She seemed so breakable but he knew she was fierce. Zuko's gaze rested on her face. She looked determined as she concentrated on her flow, making sure she had each position correct. She slapped the tree causing a crack in the bark and a smile upon her face. Zuko stepped out from behind the tree and clapped. This shocked Katara and she stepped back, still holding her Water Whip up.
"Congratulations on learning a new move." He said sarcastically. "Maybe you'll be able to fight a few of the children in the Northern Water Tribe." Katara glared at the Prince.
"What do you want Zuko?" she hissed. He cocked an eyebrow noticing that she seemed to be getting braver. "I don't know where Aang is. He and my brother left me to practice." Zuko smiled and shook his head.
"What makes you think I believe that?" Katara shrugged. "You really are naïve aren't you?" He stepped toward her and she cringed. "I bet you don't understand a lot." He now whispered. The water dropped from her hands as she stood there frozen in fear.
"Do whatever you want to me. I still won't tell you." She snapped. His eyebrow rose even higher.
"Anything?" he was now directly in front of her. The Prince felt the warm body heat from the Waterbender and leaned closer. She started to lean too allowing the fear to melt away with the high temperature of their bodies. He reached out and cupped her face in his hand. "I'm starting to wonder if I really do have good serendipity or is it this fate Uncle Iroh talks about." Katara tilted her head up toward the Prince.
"I'd say both." She whispered back. He pulled her face towards his and felt her lips melt against his.
Day 1: Complete.
Day 2: Will be posted in a few hours. (Since I'm behind and all) ;)
