A/N - Hey guys here is the first chapter of my fic where zutara/jetara sexy timez ensue...later on. You will also be able to find this story on my tumblr account at nanaosaki-sans-world Also there is a preview chapter up there as well. Well actually it is more of a scene of Jet/Katara lemon involved. Although this story will have some Jet/Katara, Zutara is the main story here. Anyways hope you all enjoy. Any questions comments, criticisms always considered and accepted. Enjoy!

Summary: Katara is taken from the southern water tribe at a young age and is raised in the fire nation. Her memory erased, the fire lord allows her live out her life brought up by a rag tag group of girls. As water tribe she is treated less than the poorest of their nation but still finds happiness in the crown prince Zuko. Zuko/Katara, some Jet/Katara. Crap summary and later there will be some sexy timez.

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Chapter one

The young man sat in his cell, his head in his hands, wondering how he could have possibly been so stupid. He should have just left her there. At least she probably would have been safe. Now he had no idea what would happen. He knew the fire lord was cruel. He had no doubt in his mind the fire lord could have the child killed. He would probably do it in public for the whole nation to see. He would probably make him watch. He just pulled his knees to his chest rocking back and forth. What had he done?

-Six months earlier-

"Just let her go and I'll tell you the information you need," a woman knelt on the floor of an igloo looking up at a man in fire nation armor.

"You heard your mother. Get out of here!" He yelled menacingly over his shoulder, looking down at a small child.

A little girl clad in a parka clenched her gloved hands together. "Mom, I'm scared."

"Go find your dad sweetie. I'll handle this." The woman smiled slightly at her before she ran out of the igloo.

She stops just outside of the door, pressing her back against the side of the building as she sees soldiers running past. She jumps as the flap of their igloo moves aside and the man in the armor moves past her without a second glance. She waits until he is out of site before she runs back into the tent looking for her mom.

Lying in a heap on the floor is her mother. "Mommy?" She whispers as she moves closer. She bends down on her knees to shake her mom's shoulder and her mom rolls onto her back. The girl's face goes pale as she sees the blood stains on the front of her mother's parka. Crying she lays her body on her mothers, careless of the blood. "Mommy, please wake up," she pleads, sobbing quietly.

She hears a movement behind her as a young soldier comes running into the igloo. She turns a tear stained face to him.

The soldier is jarred by the site of the little girl. She is crying and is covered in blood. He realizes then that the waterbender his superior talked about must be her mother. Her eyes are narrow in hatred and he honestly doesn't blame her. He hated seeing this side of the war, hated being reminded of the monster his nation served. The young man not looking more than 18 slowly turns to leave when he feels icy wetness explode onto the back of his head. He turns to see the girl's arms moving and soon a snowball is flinging at his face before it turns to water. He leans away just in time to avoid getting more wet.

The last waterbender isn't the women on the floor, he realizes. It's the little girl.

He doesn't know what to do. He never wanted to join the southern raiders in the first place let alone kill a kid. The little girl is crying and screaming and before he knows what he is doing he is knocking her unconscious and wrapping her in a blanket. The leader's party had already left and his party was left to the looting. He really didn't know what he was doing as he hoisted the little bundle over his shoulder and left the igloo. He couldn't possibly kill the child but he couldn't leave her there either. Their party would face the fire lord's wrath if he found out they hadn't killed the last water bender.

"Xiang," the soldier turned in the direction of the voice calling him. "The captain said we need to head out."

"Right, I – uh was just grabbing some supplies from that igloo over there. I'm headed back now."

"The captain says to leave all supplies in the mess hall and they'll be sorted through later."

"Ok, understood." They nodded to each other and Xiang made his way up the ramp to the ship. He nodded to some soldiers as he walked down the hall but before making his way to the dining hall he darted to his room. He lay the bundle gently down on his bed and locked his door before unwrapping her from the blanket, checking to see that she was still breathing. He paced back and forth and checked on her every so often.

When a steward came to check if he would be joining the crew for dinner he turned him away feigning sickness. He often ate in his rooms alone. He disliked most of the crew he worked with. They were always giving him a hard time because he was a noble's son, and as such was afforded the privacy of his own room. He leaned against the wall and slid down it, putting his head in hands.

What had he done? He should have left the child there. For all they knew it would be the last raid on the southern water tribe. His leader would have reported the death of the woman to the Fire Lord. Once again he hadn't thought things through, he had just acted. His mother would know what to do. He would take the child to her when he got back.

He heard a slight movement and scrambled over to his bed. The little girl rolled over and looked at him confused for a moment. Her memory seemed to return and she drew in a deep breath. Before she could scream, Xiang covered her mouth and put his finger to his lips. She looked at him with a terrified look in her eyes. "Please be quiet little one. I'm not going to hurt you but if you scream there are others on this ship who will, do you understand?" she took a moment before she nodded her head in understanding. He removed his hand slowly, then sat back on the ground.

She sat up in the bed and scooted to the side farthest away from him, pulling her knees to her chest. Tears formed in her eyes.

"What's your name?" He asked gently.

She looked at him. "Katara," she whispered.

"Katara, that's a pretty name. I'm Xiang Kwan. You can call me Xiang."

She turned away from him again, speaking quietly. "Xiang…I wanna go home."

A few moments past and he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry little one. But…" he struggled to find the words to break the news. "I'm sorry," he said again "but we're going to the fire nation. You can't ever go home again." With that, Katara shoulders began to shake with quiet sobs. Xiang gently got up and like everything else in his life didn't think twice as he sat down next to her little form and gently rubbed her back. It didn't take her long to curl into his side as she cried herself to sleep. Not long after he followed suit, not moving from his position as he drifted off to sleep.

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A/N – Hey guys just tweaked this a little. Previously it had said this took place one month earlier. As I was writing and outlining I realized the timeline is going to be much longer. So the next few chapters will be taking place in this "Six months earlier" timeframe. I'm going to try and state specifically where the prologue type paragraph at the beginning fits into the story. I will probably say something like "Guys this is where the prologue fits in and I might even write it into that chapter again, repeating it so it's obvious.

Also, previously in the description it had said she was raised by the ember island players. This has also been changed to a rag tag group of girls, more info to come on them. Also before I said as a waterbender she is treated less, but now it says as water tribe she is treated less. There is a reason for this which will be revealed in chapter 4.