Chapter 1

First Kiss

Bold are Zuko's thoughts. Underlined is me talking!

Summery: Iroh has agreed to teach Aang fire bending and Zuko is stuck tagging along. Katara has two hurt ankles and when Zuko is left alone with her one night will sparks fly? Past, secrets and true feelings will be revealed.

I can't believe that I agreed to this. I can't believe I agreed to go with my Uncle while he trained the avatar. I hate the way he can get me to do anything he believes is right…but even above that, I can't believe he was right about my father, my father really never did love me. Why doesn't he love me? What did I do? I suppose that I shouldn't wallow in my self-pity. Uncle did ask me to help and I do owe him alot, I owe him my life if I think about it. He was the only one who stood by me. I should try to make the best of it. We've been with them for two weeks and I've already gotten closer to Katara, she doesn't really trust me yet but I understand why.

As he looked over to Katara, who was sipping tea with Iroh, he noticed the grace she held in her stance, it was simple enough, simply sitting with her back straight with her legs tucked neatly beside her, but she held a certain grace even with hurt legs. When Iroh told her a lame joke she would giggle politely to please him. I've never seen anyone do that-well no one besides her…normally they would just smile and hope that Uncle would catch onto how shitty his jokes were. But she's different; she's actually enjoying her conversation with-wait a minute! Why am I talking like this? I sound like baldy! I'm starting to sound as if I am in love with her or something.

Without Zuko realizing it he was staring at Katara, she blushed lightly and he mentally slapped himself. When Appa landed, he was the first to jump off, lending a hand to his Uncle, knowing that he had a bad back. Sokka simply jumped down as well as Aang, Zuko stayed back as they hurried off to make camp. He jumped back onto Appa's back and picked Katara up bridal-style, jumping down once more and carrying her over to camp. She tried her hardest to hold back a blush but with a handsome ex-prince carrying her as if she was the greatest treasure he had ever known.

He sat down by the sticks that Aang had been gathering and attempting to light with a simple fire bending move Iroh had taught him. Zuko laughed lightly as he laid Katara in his lap and lent Aang a hand breathing fire onto the sticks. Causing Aang to jump back in surprise and Sokka to burst into tears at the younger boys predicament, Katara also started into a quiet giggle fit but Iroh to scorn Zuko.

"Why did you not let the boy light it himself-he almost had it," Iroh said to Zuko.

"By the time he got the fire started I would be an old man. I did not want to wait fifty years to get a hot meal. Teach him a different stance, the one you showed him before is a little to hard remember how long it to me to understand?" Iroh nodded for once his nephew was right, he looked at Aang and told him that he'd be taught a diffrent stance tomarrow for now he needed to find more water. Aang and Toph went off to find food, while Sokka went to find more fire wood. Zuko was absently stroking Katara's hair and she snuggled into his chest, blushing, when he finally realized that he was running his fingers through her silky brown hair when she sighed softly. "Sorry. I did not realize what I was doing…"

"It's okay. It felt nice…" She looked up at Zuko, who smiled softly at her. She could feel his hot breath on her lips when he began stroking her hair again; his eyes seemed to soften as she searched them, trying to find something that no one else knew. Finally she asked him, "Why did you let me lay in your arms instead of putting me on the ground as you normally do?"

"I…I don't know. Something inside me didn't want to put you down." Katara shivered, the cold getting to her, Zuko put his arms around her and used his fire bending to warm his hands and body more, so that Katara would be warmer. "How are you're legs?"

"They're fine. They hurt a little bit but it's nothing as bad as it was." Thinking of the pain she felt three days ago she subconsciously wiggled in to Zuko's lap more, causing him to suppress a moan, Zuko blushed lightly and Katara noticed how close they're lips were. "Zuko…is it okay if I ask something of you?"

"Yes. Go ahead." He whispered back to her as one of his hands made it's way up the back of her top, touching her soft skin. She gasped lightly at the sensation of warm hands on her cool skin. She blushed she had began to have feelings for him when they were in the cave, she felt betrayed by him when he went with Azula but the understood why. Azula told people what she needed to to get them to do what she wanted. And ever since Iroh had told her that she wanted to feel his lips agianst hers.

"Would you…well would you-kiss me?" He didn't need to be told twice, he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue running across her bottom lip, entering her sweet cavern and fighting her own tongue for dominance. After a few minutes of this and Zuko resisting the urge to rip off all of her clothes and ravish her beautiful body until someone pulled them off each other, he pulled back. Katara thought it was her fault; she had opened his shirt and said shamefully, "Sorry…I suppose I got carried away."

"No…no you didn't, trust me I wish I could be doing unholy things to you right now," Katara blushed and Zuko smiled, "But I don't understand why…"

"Why I wanted you to kiss me?"

He nodded and looked down at her disheveled clothes, her jacket was already off, her skirt unbuttoned and her shirt opened. Katara looked at him and smiled, "Who wouldn't want to kiss a sexy banished prince?"

That was all he needed to hear, with that he went back to kissing her unaware of the fact that Sokka was on his way back with arm loads of fire wood.

This was origanally going to be a oneshot but I got some nice reviews and because of that I decided to continue it to see where it goes.

Ciao!