AN: My first story please comment, critique, enjoy...

Disclaimer! I do NOT own ATLA or any of the characters in this story.

Snap out of it Katara, you don't like him! You can't he's your best friend. You guys have gotten so close in the past month. It was only 2 weeks ago you hated him for being, well him! But then he took you to find the man who murdered your mother, and you saw something in him that you never even thought existed. And that is exactly why you can't fall for him, you'll mess everything up Katara. And you don't want that, you rather be best friends than nothing right?

"Are you okay Katara?" Aang asked interupting Katara's train of thought.

You see, Katara and Aang had also grown quite close. Really close, infact, Katara and Aang are a couple. But how was Katara supposed to tell Aang that she didn't quite feel the same way as he did. Everyone thought it obvious for her to say yes when Aang asked her out, considering how long they've known eachother. She kind of felt obligated to say yes, though she really liked Aang, she liked someone else a little more.

"Katara?" Aang repeated after awhile.

Katara realizing she stilled hadn't answered, or broken out of her trance like thought train. Looked up at him suddenly and let out a slow but convincing yeah.

"Okay?" Aang said in an I-don't-believe-it-but-I'll-take-in-anyways kind of voice. "Well Sokka's getting really hungry and Iroh offered to make dinner but Zuko told us not to take him up on his offer because 'his cooking stinks'. So now Sokka won't let him get anywhere near the kitchen." When Aang finished he took in lost of needed air that was deprived of durring the sentence and let it all out slowly.

Katara chuckled of this and decided it was time to cook dinner for 6.

"Took you long enough!" Katara heard come from Sokka's mouth which was already stuffed with chickenfish and noodles by the time she turned towards him. She rolled her eyes at him, which was greeted by an anoying noise and look from her brother.

"It was worth the wait." Iroh complemented before taking in all the food his mouth could handle. And maybe a little more. This made Katara smile. She always loved cooking for her friends... Especially Iroh.

It soon grew quiet as the rest of her friends began to eat as well as herself. And she couldn't help but drift off into her thoughts again. But what if he likes me back , if I don't say anything then it could ruin the chances of what could've been. She glanced up taking a quick look of the boy she liked. As she glanced back down at her dinner she couldn't help but feel sorry for Aang. For how long has he liked me?

Well he kissed me at the evasion and left me wondering about how i felt about him. Before that moment he was like a brother to me and when he kissed me i felt the power within the kiss, and knew that he meant it. That he was waiting a long time to do it too. And that if he were never to return then i he was already complete.

Aang noticed how quiet Katara had been. He looked at her confused and worried. She looked back at him and gave her the best smile she could. She was confused and didn't know how to respond to her feelings for both the new person and Aang. Did she like them both? Or did she have to let one go?

Can I just wait for Him? He has a girlfriend, a pretty one at that and I'm supposed to be with Aang. Can I just break his heart? Will I? I can't he's too fragile, plus he's the avatar. But then again He is the firelord. Katara sighed. How funny was it, that she still couldn't really think of him as the firelord. He was just him. I mean he didn't used to be, before he used to be the low life prince of the firenation. What happened? She thought quietly aloud to herself. Why is he so different know. Why do i like him, how did I ever start to like him? And does he even feel the same about me. Or is he too proccupied with his Mai.

"Katara?" Him.

"Zuko? You 'kay?"

"Yeah?" He said in a confused voice but continued before Katara could say anything. "I was kind of going to ask you the same thing. You were really quiet at dinner today. You looked like you had something to say."

"No, I was just tired."

"Katara you've been in your room almost all day. How can you be tired?" He then moved from the doorway to the edge of Katara's bed and facing her, sitting at her window.

She didn't say anything and rarely looked him in his brilliantly bright golden eyes.

AN:
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