A/N: For some reason, I can't seem to finish a story without being distracted or something horrible happening to my laptop. I keep getting viruses, that to get rid of, I have to return my laptop to factory settings and lose all my data. So I decided to start a new story and continue the others later….. hopefully. This story is going to be, well different, well at least I hope it will be. I also am lazy and I don't have a beta so please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes but of course if they don't make sense or hurt the story, I may have to get one. Anyways, enjoy the story! I hope ya'll LOVE it! It took me a while to get the idea and develop it!

Chapter 1: Pain

I know I can't take one more step towards you
Cause all that's waiting is regret

A beautiful Alaskan woman applied shimmering gold eye shadow, thick black eyeliner under her sky blue eyes, too much mascara on her already long eyelashes, and finally she smoothly swiped on rose red lipstick. She checked her overly made-up face in the mirror and sighed before wrapping her thick chestnut brown hair onto the top of her head and pinning it to her scalp. After her hair was secured with numerous bobby pins, she pulled a black wig over her head and adjusted it until it looked believable. All of the sudden, her door slammed open and a man in black sunglasses pointed his large forefinger at her.

"Sugar Queen, you're on." He instructed, and the young woman stood, threw on a large beige trench coat, and walked out onto the stage.

As soon as the spotlight was on her, and the beginning beats of a Pussycat Dolls song began to play, Sugar Queen began to perform. The young woman twirled and spun her body in ways the men watching her couldn't believe and when she finally removed her trench coat to reveal her "Egyptian" style lingerie, the crowd went wild.

When the performance was over and Sugar Queen had retreated backstage, the men started to disperse to watch other women, especially the ones that were in cages, like Suki, who happened to be Sugar Queen's brother's girlfriend. Suki kept her occupation a secret from Sugar Queen's brother, but Sugar Queen didn't mind. That meant Suki couldn't tell Sugar Queen's brother about what sugar Queen was doing.

Later, once she was sure no one was paying attention to the stripping area, Sugar Queen ran on stage, making sure to balance on her toes so her heels wouldn't clack on the hard solid surface. She collected the money as quickly as possible. Since she was done for the night she wanted to go home.

Sugar Queen did not even bother to count the money because she could tell just by the weight of it that it was a large amount. As she couched to the floor, gathered it all in her hands, and tucked it into her bra, she happened to glance up, and that's when she caught his eye.

He was sitting on a stool at the bar, staring straight at her, and an odd look was gleaming in his golden eyes. Sugar Queen hadn't seen him in 4 years, and the emotions that were rushing through her were all very complicated and indescribable.

She was frozen to the spot, her blue eyes staring straight into his. Then, he slowly stood up and took a few tentative steps toward her.

As he got closer and closer to her, Sugar Queen realized she couldn't face him. Not now, not ever. Not after what he had done to her.

Sugar Queen stood up slowly as he crept towards her. Fear seized her heart and she scurried back into the backstage area of the strip club.

He called out her name as she ran. He said her real name, the one she hadn't heard in years.

Tears clouding her vision, Sugar Queen hurried to her designated dressing room, and she slammed the door shut behind her.

He had looked the exact same as he had when he was teenager, except now, he wasn't in love with her, and she wasn't his.

Tears began to roll down Sugar Queen's face at the memory of his golden eyes staring into her's like she was the most important girl in the whole World.

She missed the way his smell lingered even after he was gone. She missed his large muscular arms around her, holding her when she cried.

Sugar Queen shook away the thoughts. The young man she saw when she was on stage was not the same boy she had known for years ago. She had to realize that that boy was gone, and so was the young girl that had been in love with him.

Sugar Queen removed her black wig, and grabbed a wet wipe in her hand and furiously scrubbed at the black tear stains before moving on and removing all of the make-up from her face.

She blew her nose, and took a deep breath to regain her composure.

The man out there would not break her or hurt her ever again. She was a strong, independent, and rich woman now. That was all she needed. One day she would be happy too, but not with the man in that room. No, not with him.

Sugar Queen pushed him to the back of her mind and walked out of her dressing room and outside of the heavily guarded back door.

As she walked the long distance to her car, she saw someone leaning down beside her car. That was her car that she got when she was 16. It was a present from her now deceased father, and it was one of the only things she had to remember him by.

If someone was damaging her car, she'd kill them.

"Hey! Get away from my car you asshole! What are you do-?" Sugar Queen's angry question caught in her throat as the person turned around.

Those familiar golden eyes made her heart pound, and she stopped walking, wobbling slightly on her high heels.

"Katara…" He whispered Sugar Queen's name slowly and she could feel herself melting, giving in to him just like she used to.

And all he had done was whisper her name.

"We need to talk." He said as he walked towards her, stretching out his large hand towards her.

A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger… Not really. Hm… I think I like the beginning better than the ending. Anyway, what did ya'll think? Does anyone have an idea about what Zuko and Katara did that only Katara had to pay for, or what he did that ruined Katara's life? I shall most definitely give a shout out (AND I'll give you s virtual cookie) to the reviewer who gives the right answer! Please only positive things or of course things that would help my writing! Love yall! Thanks for reading! *blows kisses*