Katara sat in the dark jail cell of the Firenation. Thinking. Contemplating. Wondering. Loving. It was strange to believe that the one person she loved was also the one assisting in her capture. Katara sighed his name aloud. "Zuko…" she breathed as she recalling her bittersweet memories.

Flashback

"…I'm sorry…" Zuko whispered compassionately. "That's something we have in common."

Katara lifted her head in shock. 'His mother was killed too?' she questioned herself. She wiped her tears and turned to face him. "What?"

Zuko sighed and rose, striding towards the waterbender. "My mother… She… disappeared when Azula and I were younger."

Katara stood in front of him. "I'm sorry."

Zuko shrugged. "She left in the middle of the night… I barely remember. I was half asleep and she told me: '…everything I've done I've done to protect you…' and '…never forget who you are!' That's all I remember…"

Katara's heart fell as she saw how young and innocent Zuko's usually hard and evil face appeared. She touched his arm. "Do you know what happened to her?"

Zuko shook his head. "When I would ask my father, he would say that it's none of my business and that I should learn my place."

"Wow… You've had a rough past…"

"So have you."

Katara smiled and lifted her hand from his shoulder. "Well… There must have been good times too!"

The banished prince chuckled. "Yeah… Like when Uncle would bring me and Azula down to the beach on Ember Island early in the morning before our parents woke up," his smile widened. "We'd build fire palaces for them in the sand and when they'd wake up, Mom would be so proud of us! There were good times with my dad too… When I was 5, he took me to the highest point in the Fire Palace and showed me the whole kingdom before I had to go to lessons."

"You see?" Katara commented. "Thinking of the better times make you happier right?"

Zuko nodded. "Until I remembered how quickly they came and went…"

"Oh…" Katara looked at her feet.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

"There should have been good times for you, too."

"Yeah. When we were little, Sokka used to love playing house! I was his daughter and we did everything as if he was my father. And of course there was penguin sledding with mom—" she stopped herself.

"You don't need to say anymore, Katara," Zuko touched her arm to silence her.

"I'm sorry…" she began to cry silent tears.

Zuko pulled her into a hug. "Don't be…"

Katara sniffed and giggled.

"What is it?"

"You're… hugging…"

Zuko quickly pulled away.

Katara beamed at him. "Don't worry... it's okay! Hugging is good for you."

Zuko smiled and sat down, folding his hands on his knees. Katara sat next to him. They continued their conversations for hours. Laughing together, crying together, and being silent together. Katara found comfort in talking to someone with similar trials.

Eventually, night fell in the city above the catacombs, and the teenagers lay on their backs. With their heads touching, they let a sleepy silence form around them, until Katara spoke up.

"Zuko?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you want to do?"

Zuko sighed. "Get out of this cave…"

Katara giggled. "No… I mean, after we get out. What do you want to do with your life?"

"I'm not sure. I guess… I want my father's trust… and love. And I want my honor back."

Katara propped herself up on one elbow. "Your honor…" she scoffed. "Don't you realize how much honor you have?"

"What are you talking about?" he mumbled not looking at her.

Katara leaned over his face and looked into his eyes. "You have made it so far from where you've started. You lost your mother, were burned by your own father, hated by your sister… banished… but look at you now. You're a terrific firebender and you're strong physically and mentally. And you're hand—" she gasped.

Zuko smirked in amusement. "What?"

Katara blushed. "Oh… it's nothing—" as she started to move away, Zuko held her face between his hands and pulled her lips to his. Katara pulled away automatically, before her emotions could react. "What are you doing?" she mumbled.

Zuko sat up straight. "Oh… I'm… I'm sorry, Katara… I didn't—"

Katara stopped him by pressing her lips to his again, but this time she leaned in. Zuko gently moved his arms around her waist and pulled her into his lap. Sparks exploded through their veins and time moved in slow motion.

Soon, Katara pulled back for air. She pressed her forehead against his chest as he cradled her like a baby. "Wow…" she gasped.

Zuko smiled. "Wow…" he agreed. "Amazing…" he leaned forward and gently sucked her lower lip.

Katara eyes fluttered shut as she reveled in the feeling, smell, and taste associated with the banished fire prince. But then she remembered her family, Aang, her brother, and even Toph. She pulled away.

Concern flooded in Zuko's gold eyes. "What's wrong?"

Katara shook her head and moved out of the warm embrace in his lap. "We shouldn't be doing this…"

Zuko instantly felt colder as she left him. "I know…" he dropped his head into his hands. "But it just… feels right with you."

The waterbender flushed. "Same with you…"

Zuko stood up. "So while we're here for Agni knows how long, let's make the most out of this…"

Katara hugged her shoulders and faced away from him. "What is this, Zuko?"

The boy strode to Katara and threaded his arms around her from behind. "I don't think it has a label…"

Katara turned in his arms and laid her head on his chest. "Maybe it's just… me and you."

He squeezed her. "I guess so! If you'll trust me not you hurt you…"

Katara squeezed back. "I do…"

End Flashback

"I do…" she whispered to herself. "How stupid could I have been! Trusting a firebender… Loving a firebender."

"I'm sorry…" whispered a tenor voice.

Katara's heart stopped as she recognized Zuko as he entered the prison. "What do you want…"

Zuko strode to her cell. "I'm so sorry, Katara! I'll do anything for you while you're in here! I'll—"

"Will you get me out!" she demanded loudly.

Zuko dipped his head. "I… I can't…"

Katara reached her hand through the bars and slapped him. Zuko jumped back in shock. "Why? Because your honor is restored?" she sighed and caught her breath, then continued. "We were in that cave for 2 weeks, Zuko… You said that you loved me with everything. You said that I was your everything!"

"Katara…" Zuko clung to the bars. "Katara please… forgive me…"

"No… I never will! I thought I loved you too. But how could I love a traitor!"

"Katara I do—"

"No… You used me for your own pleasure, and to capture Aang. Now, it's over…"

"Katara!"

"Get away from me," Katara whispered bluntly. Zuko didn't budge. She watched as his body stiffened in pain, but she couldn't see him cry. She turned her head away and shouted. "I HATE YOU, ZUKO! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" she couldn't help the sobs that racked through her.

Zuko watched helplessly and guiltily and soon he walked away, leaving Katara to sob alone. Yet, as soon as he was half way up the stairs he heard: "ZUKO!" he ran down the stone steps and to Katara's cell. As soon as he was there, she clutched his princely attire through the bars, pulled him close and kissed him soundly.

"I love you…" Zuko whispered when they pulled away seconds later. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too…" she replied painfully. "But I can never trust you again… We can't be together…"

Zuko stroked her hair. "I know… I'm sorry."

"Don't be! We'll find others…"

Zuko nodded. "But I'll never love them like I love you." Before any emotion was shown he ran up the stairs of the black dungeon. Katara sank to her knees and breathed in Zuko's lingering scent until it was gone.

Guys this may or may not turn into a story. I have no idea where I'm going with this so please don't get your hopes too high okay? I have a new laptop and yeah.. typing in my PJ's in my bed before I sleep works for me! Review please!