Me: Hi! Now IceFire9 asked a good question when I published this story. " What couple will it be?" So anybody got any suggestions?

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender.

Katara felt all the blood drain from her face. " Where is he?" She exclaimed.

" I don't know!" Sokka yelled, the panic in his voice growing with each word. After all the blame did fall on them. How could you tell the world that somehow you had lost the Avatar and that there was no hope left for any of them? And that they would all have to live underneath the Fire Nation's rules.

" Would you two stop panicking?" Toph asked calmly.

" Why? Toph! Aang is gone! And Aang is the avatar! The last hope for the world!" yelled Sokka. Sokka had screamed this all in Toph's face. Literally there faces were only inches apart. Toph poked Sokka in the forehead. " ' Cuz he's up in that tree."

At that moment Aang decided to leap out of the oak tree he had been hiding in. " Toph!" He exclaimed while jumping through the air. " Why'd you have to tell them?" Aang laughed as he came closer to the ground. " Ha ha ha." But his laughter turned into an " Uh-oh." As he was only two feet away from the fire. One foot away from the hot flames of the fire. His butt was only an inch away… " Ouch! Ouch! Ouch." Aang quickly hopped off the fire and ran around in a circle before Katara bended some water and put the fire out.

Aang sighed. " Thanks Katara." Aang gave her a confused look as he turned around and found Katara blushing and giggling. " What?" Behind him he heard Sokka burst out laughing.

" What is it?" the king asked Sokka. Sokka whispered quietly into the king's ear. Aang turned to find the king saying " Oh my." Before he covered his eyes with his right hand.

" What's going on?" Aang yelled.

" C- check your pants!" Sokka said in between each laugh.

Aang turned his neck to look at the back of his pants, since he hadn't found anything wrong with it in the front. " Ack!" Aang had turned around to realise that the seat of his pants was no longer there. Obviously burnt off by the fire not the mention the fight that he had participated in the night before that might have created a little tare and wear in that location. There Aang the Avatar stood, the only hope for the world, giving everybody a good look of his butt that they would soon not forget. Aang quickly clasped both hands over his bottom, blushing like crazy.

" Do I have another pair of pants?

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Having not found another pair of pants for Aang, Katara had fashioned a patch of leaves that they attached to Aang 's pants and covered his butt from the world. But it came at a heavy price. If there was a strong wind it would probably blow off and Aang would once again moon the world. Not to mention the fact that the leaves were incredibly itchy.

Once again they had all climbed aboard Appa and were heading off to a market place.

" Ok, so the plan is stop in a market place that isn't taken over by Fire Nation, buy Aang a pair of pants then what?" said Sokka.

" Buy a rash lotion for Aang." Said Aang as he scratched his butt.

" Don't even bother asking why." Toph whispered to the king before he could ask. Aang turned around to glare at Toph but it made no difference, as we all know Toph is blind.

Katara smiled before pointing some fifty feet below them. " Hey! There's a village!"

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Zuko paced his quarters in the large Ba Sing Se palace. So far according to Azula no body knew that the fire nation had invaded Ba Sing Se and were in the palace except for Azula, Ty Lee, Mai and the Dai Lee. Zuko was still lost. True he wanted to regain his honour but was it worth it? Was it so important to him that he was willing to give up his uncle? The only one that had helped him after he was banished from the Fire Nation until he could find the avatar. The one that had helped him when he had that fever just a few days back. Was he really willing to just throw his beloved uncle into the dungeon and then celebrate the fact that he had his honour back? Zuko stopped pacing and banged his fist against the stonewall. " Uncle…." He mumbled, remembering the first time he had met him.

Flashback

A four-year-old Zuko stood in the great palace of the Fire Nation in the entrance hall. The slender walls were hand painted a bright red with hand carved patterns of the fire nation insignia at the bottom; the windows had an image of each and every one of them. All past, present and future fire lords. Underneath the expensive rug with the exquisite design of a dragon stood Zuko in his newly tailored shoes.

" Any moment now prince Zuko." His father spoke in a voice dangerously soft. " My good for nothing older brother will burst through those doors and you will meet him." Here his father stopped to point at the large mahogany doors in front of them. " Your uncle Iroh, Lu Ten's father."

Zuko nodded, well knowing from his father's tone of voice that he did not like his brother though Zuko thought that his uncle must be like his cousin Lu Ten; incredibly nice and funny. He decided not to voice his opinion though. The last time he had said that he had liked ' the teapot on the left' better than the one on the right; the one that his father preferred he had gotten spanked five times before his mother had come in and demanded that his father ' stop that this instant.'

Five minutes later had passed before Zuko heard a word that his father said many times when he was angry. Zuko giggled as he repeated the word in his mind. He often wondered what it meant but when he had asked his mother she had looked shocked then put her hands on his shoulders and told him never to repeat that word. " He's late as usual." Fire prince Ozai growled.

At that moment the right door swung open and a man with plenty of stomach stepped forward. " Ozai!" He cried before running forward to greet his brother. Zuko squinted to see his uncle Iroh as when his uncle had opened the door a lot of sunlight had spilt into the room. Uncle Iroh was dressed in fire nation armour that still had spikes on the shoulders. Though it looked like he had just returned from battle Zuko guessed he hadn't judging by the way he wasn't wearing the long legged army boots the fire nation army wore but red slippers with a gold trim. But Zuko didn't have much time to wonder why his uncle had not cleaned his face as there was dirt on his chin.

After Iroh had embraced Ozai in a big hug he turned to face Zuko. " So you must be Zuko, my nephew." Iroh told Zuko as he knelt down to his height.

Zuko straightened up as if he wanted to prove that he could be tall too. " And you must be my uncle Iroh." He said in a squeaky voice. Iroh gave a big laugh before reaching forward and putting Zuko on his shoulders. " That's right!" And Iroh ran around the room with little prince Zuko on him.

Zuko felt strange. A feeling that he had not experienced for a while was forming in his stomach. The same feeling he had gotten the first time Lu Ten had visited. Zuko gripped his stomach, wishing that he hadn't had bean soup for lunch. Iroh looked at his nephew's face, confused, he remembered that when he had done this with Lu Ten when he was Zuko's age he had been screaming with laughter but Zuko hadn't said anything, yet alone giggled.

Iroh's face turned to shock before he quickly set down Zuko on a large couch full of soft cusihions with a gold trim. " Calm down Zuko and take a deep breath." As Zuko exhaled and inhaled he continued to still look pale. Iroh's face cracked into a smile. " I know! I shall brew my tea for you! You will love it!" And before Zuko could call out to his uncle to come back his uncle had jogged out of the hallway on the right that would lead one to the kitchen.

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Zuko smiled as he laid down on his soft bed. Even back then his uncle had loved tea. Zuko turned over so he now lay on his front so he could admire the quilt work. As he looked at it he had to admit it was pretty. The bedroom that he was in reminded him a little bit of his room back at the palace. Only his room was darker and definitely did not contain any trace of green. But the furniture and the style it was carved reminded him of home. " Home…" Zuko turned over so he was on his back one more. " Is it worth it?" He asked himself. " I wonder if father has kept my room the same way it was three years ago. Or has he redecorated it?" Zuko rolled to his side. " Why can't anything go right in my life? First mom disappears, then I'm banished, then I throw uncle in a dungeon! Just so I can go back home!" A tear appeared in the corner of his eye. " Why?" He whimpered as he hugged his legs close to his chest and the tear rolled down his cheek.

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After landing about a mile away from the village Katara had spotted they were just about ready to walk to the village. Aang scratched the itchy part of his body again " C'mon let's go!"

" We can't." Sokka said.

" Why not?" Aang whined. " I'm the avatar and my butt is itchy!"

" But the king's not dressed properly."

" So?"

" Well." Katara interjected. " It that village is fire nation then the king will be captured faster than someone can say supercalifrajilisticexpialidocious!"

" Well he can stay behind then!"

" I'm not staying behind!" Sokka, Toph and Katara all said in usion.

" I vote that sugar queen stays behind." Toph replied after silence had fallen and Sokka and Katara had been glaring at each other.

" I vote that Katara stays behind too." Sokka added, his face turning extremely smug. Katara stuck out her tongue at him. " You're just jealous that we voted that you off the island." Sokka countered.

Katara rolled her eyes. " Sokka, we're not on a island."

" Excuse me? We're on a piece of land that's surrounded by water and I call that an island."

" Oh yeah! Well if you think that way maybe you should head over to the water and dunk you head into it! That way you'll be able to wash your brain out!" At that remark Sokka and Katara started having an average brother and sister fight.

" Maybe Toph should be the only one that comes with me." Aang mumbled.

" I think that would be best." Toph responded since Katara and Sokka were still fighting and as Aang and Toph walked away he could still hear them.

" Well you're just a noodle faced jerk that gets fish hooks stuck in his hands!"

" I'm not the one that nearly set the village on fire because of her horrible cooking!"

" At least when I make mistakes I fix them! Unlike you!"

" I fix my mistakes but at least I've kissed a girl!"

" Look Sokka, stop telling everybody you kissed Gran- Gran! ' Cuz if that's the only person that you can say has kissed you then you haven't really kissed anybody!"

" What are you talking about? The best kiss you get is from the frogs! You go around kissing them because you think that they'll turn into a prince! Well they're not going to!"

" And just who have you kissed Mr. Smart- Aleck?"

" Suki and Yue!"

" Is that all?"

" Yeah, well…."

By now Aang could no longer hear them. Though as he turned to look at his companion he thought she could hear what they were saying as she was smirking.

" Planning on buying anything Toph?" Aang questioned.

" No, not really." A smile spread across her face. " Unless they have stink bombs! From what I've heard they're pretty stinky!"

Aang laughed. " I think that's why they're called stink bombs. Besides what do you plan on using them for?"

At this Toph looked in another direction and started whistling ' innocently.' Aang smiled but then it turned to a grimace as his butt started itching again. " How far away do you think the village is?"

" Not far, I can feel the vibrations and they're pretty strong." Toph replied while running her hands through her hair then a cry of frustration as her fingers got caught in a knot of hair. Aang turned to look at her. " When was the last time you washed your hair Toph?"

Toph stopped pulling her hair and stopped to think. " The time when me and Katara went to a spa and the last time I was at home."

" That was over a month ago!" Aang exclaimed, hardly daring to believe that somebody would care so little for their own hygiene. Especially a girl.

" Call it what you want. I call it a healthy coating of dirt." Aang nodded sceptically before pointing a wooden sign that was stuck in the ground lopsidedly. It read " Welcome to Knee-how." (It's mandarin, I talk Cantonese but I know that too.) Aang took a quick glance at the market that lay before him. It was a crowded village, more like a metropolis than a village as there were merchants pushing carts, merchants selling their merchandise in their shops and merchants selling their merchandise in trays attached to their neck with a string and yet there were other things going on. To Aang's right he saw a field where some boys dressed sloppily (indeed one of them even had some soup left over from his lunch on his shirt) that was playing soccer- element style. With their parents cheering them on in the stands. Aang squinted so he could see the benders. Only earth and water. Aang stared around even more it was so hard to take in. How come there were so much people in this one place?

" Hey watch it!" He shouted at a passing merchant that spilled tea on him as he rushed past shouting " Tea for sale! Tea for sale!"

Aang took a look at the sign again. At the bottom in capital letters " Fire nation free! No firebenders or fire nation people allowed!"

Me: I'm not sure which couple it will be so all suggestions are welcome!