A/N: Okay so this is really random, but I thought of this spur of the moment and decided to write it. I think I'm going to make two more after this, one that's Sukka and another that's Taang. The point is one of them loses some one they love, and the other comforts them. This one is Zutara, and Katara loses her grandmother. So I hope you all like it and please review!!
Ring ring
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Hi. You feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Do you need me for anything?"
"Um…can you come over?"
Katara waited on her front porch for Zuko. Her hair was done up in a sloppy ponytail with two strands of hair lying on the sides of her face. Her eyes were puffy and red and it was obvious she had been crying. A sleek black car came into Katara's view and stopped in front of her house. Zuko slowly got out of the front seat of the car and trudged on the porch. Katara smiled grimly as she stood up and waited for him.
When he was with in a few feet of her, Katara flung her arms around Zuko's neck and hugged him tightly. Zuko looked a bit shocked for a moment, but then wrapped his arms securely around her. He heard a faint sniffle as Katara hugged tighter. He kissed her head and started to whisper in her ear.
"Maybe we should go inside."
Katara nodded against Zuko's shirt and let go to lead him inside of the house.
Zuko was sitting on the living room couch with his arm draped around Katara's shoulders. Her head was sitting comfortably on Zuko's shoulder. Zuko had been sitting there for a while listening to Katara tell stories about her and Gran-Gran, who had recently died.
"So Sokka yelled at me about going into his room. He said something that made me cry. Anyway, I told Gran-Gran about it and Sokka was immediately punished, even though I started it. I guess I was her favorite."
The two were silent until Zuko heard a sniff coming from Katara. She quickly ripped out a couple of tissues to dab her eyes and blow her nose.
"I really miss her." Katara sobbed, wiping her eyes more.
Zuko positioned his arm so that he could gently rub her back. "She's in a better place now. She's probably looking down at you right now."
Katara continued to talk. "She always got us really thoughtful presents. When I turned thirteen, Gran-Gran gave me this necklace for my birthday. She said my mother used to wear it all the time. She knew that I would like to have it when I was old enough."
Katara stifled a laugh. "And this one Christmas, she got me these really beautiful blue bracelets, while she gave Sokka a gift card. He had been asking her for a game boy for the longest time. But then a week before, Sokka pushed me on the sidewalk and I scraped my knee. That must have been the thing that determined whether Sokka was going to get that gift or not."
Zuko nodded. "You have a lot of good memories with her."
"Yeah. I don't remember any time when I've gotten mad or upset at her."
Zuko listened to Katara's breathing as they sat in silence for a little bit longer. Katara slowly lifted her head up and met Zuko's gaze.
"Thanks for sitting here and listening to me blabber on. It must have been boring for you."
Zuko shook his head. "Of course not. I'm glad you called me over though."
Katara smiled slightly and leaned into Zuko's face. Zuko closed the distance with a small kiss on her lips. They broke a few inches apart and Katara leaned in and kissed Zuko again. This time it was more demanding.
They kissed for a little while longer. Zuko, not wanting to overwhelm Katara, kissed her softly. She was just getting over a loss in the family and he should be understanding.
Katara brought her arms around Zuko's neck. They kissed some more until Katara broke it off, her face still close to Zuko's, searching for his eyes.
"I love you." She whispered softly.
Zuko was shocked, though he didn't show it. Did she just say that because of the situation, or did she really mean it? Zuko locked eyes with Katara. She looked sincere.
"I-I love you too." Zuko whispered back. Katara grinned and brought her lips to his. At first they kissed simply, then Katara stuck her tongue in Zuko's mouth and kissed him some more. They kissed like that for a long time. Even though Katara had just lost her grandmother, the two were happy, enjoying the blissful moment.
"Hey Gran-Gran?"
"Yes sweetie."
"How do you know when you love somebody?"
"Well, if you love being with that person, through the good and bad times and if something terrible happens, they are there to comfort you. Also when you touch that person or just talk to them you feel a jolt of energy. That's when you know you love someone."
I know the end is really cheesy, but I had to find some way to end it. PLEASE REVIEW!!