Author's Note: This is for LJ's Zutara 100. This is also my first real fanfiction, so I really want reviews to help me out. Thank you for reading.

Disclaimer: I'm a thirteen year old girl in the Midwest. Do I sound like I own Avatar: The Last Airbender?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Dance

It was the end of the war and Katara was looking around the dance floor. The newest Fire Lord was holding a ball in honor of everyone who fought on the avatar's side. Katara had no clue where the person she wanted to dance was.

"Are you looking for someone?" a person asked. Katara turned around. Zuko, the person she was looking for, was right there. "Yes, actually," Katara said, "He is tall, handsome, with golden eyes, and the newest Fire Lord."

"Some stranger then," Zuko said. Katara laughed. "Would you like to dance, Katara?" Zuko asked. Katara nodded.

Zuko led her out to the dance floor, taking her hand. The first dance was a slow waltz. The second was fast pace. Song after song, they kept on dancing. By the last song, Zuko led Katara outside to the garden.

"This was a lovely night. I never knew you would be a great dancer," Katara said. "Well when you are a prince, you have to learn how to dance for balls and things," Zuko answered. There was a long silence. Zuko turned to Katara. She looked at him. He cupped her cheek to kiss her. It was a soft light kiss, but Katara knew the kiss meant something. It was a lovely night indeed.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

I kind of liked it. I'll get better. Please review, I want opinions.