A/N: So as the summary says, this is my own Zutara filled world of fun, with oneshots (like this), drabbles, and sometimes poems.

Some sad.

Some happy.

Some funny.

And some serious.

But the only thing that matters is that it's Zutara! Enjoy this collection, which I shall update every so often, and I will try my best to please.

This one shot explains the title I chose for the collection, Forces of Attraction. I hope you enjoy it, and the story telling format will probably not be used again lol

I have TONS of great ideas! I hope you enjoy them all!


Water Beauty and Fire Beast

Somewhere in history, fate was written. Here's how it happened.

Sometimes, it might be considered unnatural to think about someone so much. Then again, when you've just gone through so much, it's hard not to. Aang had said something about his journey to the spirit world. Oh yeah, he met Koh, who told him about how good and evil were in an eternal balance with each other. Opposites always attracted one another, to simply put it.

That fight had been amazing nevertheless. Katara felt so much control and when the fire spread near her face, she felt an exhilarating excitement arise. Zuko had felt it too. His pulse quickened as the ice formed beneath his feet, and as it closed in on him at all sides. Then again, on the tundra, she showed him her awesome power, and he was beaten. It had hurt his pride, but he realized how truly strong she was. Finally Zuko had awoken in time to hear his Uncle's powerful words. Everything was needed for balance in the world; even the fire nation needed the strength of the moon and its watery tide. That was a funny thought, like as if he needed water to live, yeah right.

Right then, both of their eyes closed, and their spirits went loose. Each of them saw it. A magnificent place with every kind of landscape known to man kind. There was a large forest, towering mountains, and a shimmering lake, which lapped its small waves onto the sandy shores. So much of it, just eased their spirits into tranquility, so much that they hadn't known it to be possible. Zuko and Katara walked around. He was up in the mountains, while she was walking along the beach next to the water. Of course, they weren't really there, only their spirits were present. Everything was clam until the winds picked up, and the trees began to sway from side to side. Katara and Zuko couldn't believe their eyes when they saw what happened next.

Clouds began to cover the clear blue sky, and from them, one single cloud emerged. On it was a bald man with a white beard. From the swaying and ruffling of the trees came a woman who had leaves and small flowers growing out of her hair. She too seemed aged. Once she found a solid rock, she sat on it, and patiently waited while the winds died down. The two glanced at each other, and it seemed as if they nodded their heads slightly. Both knew what was coming and they knew it wasn't their place to interfere.

It was somewhere closer to twilight, and the sun was still at a commanding distance in the sky. Although its power was weakened; the old man on the cloud desired his clouds to make it so. The water was unnaturally quiet and still. It too was weakened by the absence of the moon. Everything was equal; everything was balanced. The dead silence of the scene seemed to go on forever, but the old man and the woman and didn't seem to mind it. Something was going to happen all right, and they would wait forever if they had to, to see it happen.

But forever didn't take that long. Out from beneath the water's surface arose a young stunning, and beautiful woman. Her blue robes draped around her with ease and it seemed as if they floated like the water. Her sapphire eyes radiated a coolness that seemed to spring from inside her. They gazed passed the forest and the sky up above, and instead, they locked into the deepness of the mountains. She was expecting something, and it came to her. A young powerful and fearsome looking man strode out form the mountains, with a red glow around him. His robes were heavy and decorated with a deep blood color. The ends were torn and rimmed with blackness. His golden eyes burned like fire, and they focused in on one thing only; her.

The winds picked up again, and the two opposing character were lifted weightlessly into the air. It was almost as if they ran to each other, a somewhat longing following their invisible tracks. But no, instead burning hot flames erupted out of his hands, as hers guided a wave of cold water towards him. It went on and on like this, constant pain and anguish. Their breath turned into gasps for life as suddenly the fighting ceased. They were now feet away from each other, the two young fighters.

The old man from the clouds, and the aged but still beautiful woman, sat there observing, the entire time motionless. They wanted an answer finally after all of this time; they wanted to see who would win. Sapphire burned into gold and the two of them exchanged silent words, which no one ever came to know of. Both of them were tired and each had exerted their powers and strengths until finally it seemed that there was none left. With this new realization, they stepped forward through the air; they wanted to finally end this long war. The old man and woman stood up with fury. This could not happen, the battle had to be fought until one was victorious.

Just as water and fire were to come to a treaty, an invisible force drove them apart. The water beauty tumbled backwards onto the surface of the water, while the fiery beast fell onto a suddenly new form of land that emerged from the water. Each of them stood up but when they desperately tried to go to one another without using force, they were punished once again. Finally they both just stood there facing each other, gazing into the others eyes. The gold didn't have a bright glow to it anymore. Now his eyes brimmed with redness, from the tears the powerful beast shed. Looking at this, her beautiful sapphire eyes were drained of their color and life because of the pain she felt inside.

And then it happened, so unexpected that the pair of elders was flabbergasted to wits end. The waves began to increase in size and soon they were towering behind her, until finally they collapsed onto the beauty, and she became lost within it. The shades of watery blue circled around her in an unending spiral, so that she had no way out of it. The young foe closed his eyes and began to time his breath. Soon fire erupted from a crack in the land. The blazing inferno fell on top of him, but he wasn't the least bit afraid. Similar to his opponent, the fire blazed and surrounded him completely. The elders relaxed. It looked like the two had finally come to their senses, but they didn't let their guard down. They wouldn't allow them to come too near each other.

But as the two swirling powers came closer step by step, it didn't look like they were going to attack one another. Finally the distance shriveled away and the spinning hot flames circled the rotating water. They young beauty now saw the said horrible beast, up close and he smiled at her. Instinctively, their arms reached towards the other, and when their bodies touched, tears ran down both of their cheeks. To them it was a joy; to the elders it was the worst nightmare possible come alive.

The two powers merged together and the fire and water circled them; not even the elder's power could get through to them. The man gathered the woman into this arms and cradled her, while their flaming water engulfed them. It spread and grew; nothing could stop the twisting destruction. They looked into each other's eyes; they were an inch a part now. The two pairs of eyes called out to one another in agony. Finally the agony vanished, as their sorrows spilled into their kiss. The elder's minds raced; catastrophe would be put onto the world, as the two elements would dangerously collide. However, the two secret lovers didn't care about catastrophe; they were finally able to express their true feelings for one another.

As their lips pulled apart, their eyes now shined with a new bravery and courage. Their eyes showed no remorse for what they had done. Instead, they had triumphed. But the elders knew what was to happen. They had tried to prevent it for so long, but their efforts were worth nothing in the end. Suddenly, the bravery vanished as realization set into the youth. They felt it; their powers were growing uncontrollably and soon would destroy everything in the world. This knowledge was etched in their magnificent eyes; the knowledge of what had to be done.

The one who controlled all the fire brought the one who harnessed all of the water's energy close to him. They held onto each other tightly and shared one last embrace. In that embrace each pushed themselves to the limit until finally all of the rage, the fiery wrath that was growing to no end, it all disappeared. The howling winds died down, the warmth of the blazing fire left an uneasy cool breeze, and the water didn't flow. The two people who were only mere seconds ago, fighting with and for another, were now nowhere in sight. Their presence was only a haunting memory.

Both the old man and woman stood there rocked to their cores. Zuko and Katara sat down, in each other's respective places completely bewildered and numb. After a while the leaves on the tress started to lose their life, like every autumn, and through the breeze, they gently fell to the ground, up towards the mountains, and onto the still waters of the lake. The dead silence was back again, the greatly awaited event had unexpectedly turned around to show that people can change their destinies, their fates, and that what was expected of them, doesn't always matter.

Slowly with heavy hearts, the woman arose, and walked back into the vast forest, while the old man in the clouds drifted away to reveal the moon in the evening sky. The knowledge of what had occurred seeped into the witness's hearts. A man destined to be cursed and ruled by fire, along with his enemy, a woman who walked with the water, had given up the ultimate sacrifice. They went against everything, so that they could at long last be with one another.

Zuko and Katara slowly stood up and walked towards each other, not knowing they were doing so. Each looked down at the ground while they walked, and then suddenly they bumped right into one another. They gave out startled gasps, as shock went through their bodies. Neither she, nor he had been the only witness to the great event. For some reason, they each felt agony now, a similar agony that was felt by two other people not long ago. They looked into each other's eyes, and then, just like that, they were gone.

Zuko's body jolted upwards as if a canon had just hit him. He gasped for air and looked around to see that he was still on the small wooden raft, and that his uncle was snoring loudly. Whatever he had just witnessed, he knew to himself was real. Somehow, someway, he had traveled to the spirit world, and witnessed what must have been the very beginnings of life. His thoughts ran wildly through his mind, as he replayed everything that had occurred. The images were stuck in his memory, and that last moment, when both of them had given their lives away with a kiss, sent pain at his heart. Why? Because deep down, when he saw them, he saw himself, and the good for nothing, low life, beautiful, amazing, spirited water bender from the south pole.

Only seconds later after Zuko, Katara woke up as well with a jolt. She regained her breath to see Aang and Sokka were sound asleep. Her mind was replaying every bit as if she would somehow lose everything if she didn't remember it exactly. From the way they fought each other with so much grace, and all the while hating themselves for hurting the one they cared for so much. It was unbelievable to her, to even think that she had journeyed to the spirit world and seen it all happen. What more however, was the fact that he had seen it too. Zuko had watched the intensity unfold and he had seen how two complete opposites forced their way to be together. They clung onto one another for dear life, the whole time knowing they would have to leave it all behind. But it had been worth it, every single second, because they had finally been together. At the very end, when she saw Zuko there in front of her, she had felt as if they were destined to see it, so that they knew that their destinies were, and would always be intertwined.

Zuko consumed with fire; Katara full of water gliding through her body. Two forces that were complete opposites. Fire destroyed, while water healed. But those two forces now attract one another, in an unending cycle that can never be broken. They need each other; that is how it was, and will always be.


A/N: Please review each separate entry separately lol Thanks!

Have a great day!

-Monika-