Disclaimer: I don't own A:TLA.
So, this is going to be one of my contributions to Zutara Week! I'm going to write two multi-chapter fics; one will be a sequel to Facepalm, my first completed fic and my other one is going to be a fic in Zuko's POV. Yes, you're reading the first chapter now.
Excuse the length of this chapter, I just wanted to see if people would be interested. But regardless, I'm going to continue writing this fic, but reviews will be very welcome *hint hint*
Have you ever liked someone you shouldn't like? Not because it is frowned upon, but because said person hates your guts? If the answer is yes, then you can understand my pain and where I am coming from. If not, well tough luck you will understand pretty soon.
Without any further ado, I think that it is time to tell you my story. Not long after I joined the Gaang, Katara made it extremely obvious that I. Wasn't. Welcome.
Yeah, it sucks when you are trying to impress someone who despises you. It's kind of a downer to be honest with you.
And yeah, I understand why she is hurt and angry. I really do. I betrayed her trust and I consider trust to be a very important trait, so coming from me this is some serious chiz. I realise that I was a total asshole.
I mean, I was such a douche. It didn't occur to me once. I just wanted my honour back. Now it seems pathetic to me. But I guess hindsight is valuable in the end. I travelled all over the world, stalking their every move.
Even then, Katara was like a goddess to me. She was, is and will forever be beautiful. She is like one of those timeless beauties. I can imagine myself waking up one day when I am about seventy years of age, lying next to my wife. Katara. And I'm just looking at her and marvelling in her beauty, thinking to myself, 'I'm one goddamn lucky bastard.'
I mean, her eyes are the purest blue imaginable. Every time, I look at her, even the briefest glance, my heart starts beating like mad and Toph always, never fails to look at me with a questionable look in her eyes and a smirk on her face. I swear to Agni that girl is like a human lie detector. I may say one thing but she knows that I am lying, and well, it gets kind of awkward…
Was Katara's anger warranted? Probably, if I'm being truthful. I don't blame her in the slightest. In fact, I blame myself because if it were not for me, she would trust me and I wouldn't be moping in the first place…
So this is my story, like it or not, I am telling you the truth.
Please read and review! :D Thank you very much!