Just so you know, the couple that Katara saw in the previous chapter was Toph and Aang. Anyways, I hope you like chapter 2.

I don't own Avatar: Last Airbender, even if Zuko is trapped in my closet.

Chapter 2

***Katara's P.o.v.***

My first conscious feelings were soft and warm, and rocking back and forth slightly, almost like I was in a large cradle. It was so silky, and I just wanted to lay there in comfort.

But my body had other ideas. I could feel an emptiness in my stomach, and my head hurt like crazy. I realized that I needed to get some water, but I really didn't want to get up.

Someone shifted from across the room, and I suddenly knew I wasn't alone. My breath deepened, and I opened my eyes slightly, the lashes just covering the fact that I was more awake than I appeared to be.

A man sat in a chair next to me, apparently asleep, but I couldn't tell if he was faking it or not, because there was a sword that hung loosely in his grasp.

I shifted my gaze from him and looked around a little more. I was in a small, metal room, and I guessed we must be on a ship somewhere. I could tell that I had been kidnapped (Duh!) for some reason, though why someone would want to abduct me escaped my knowledge completely.

Now, if I was a captor, what would I least expect my captive to do?

***Zuko's P.o.v.***

Before I even managed to realize that the princess was awake, she attacked me, pulling me into a hug as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Oh, you must be my new therapist!" She cried, hugging me even tighter.

"I have so much to tell you! I ran into my ex just yesterday and found out he was married to a woman I didn't even know! Life is so unfair, and the world hates me!"

"Um…" I said, too surprised to really say anything coherent. "I'm… sorry about that?"

"Oh, thank you so much! You're the sixth therapist this month, and they all ran away. You won't run away, will you? Please don't leave me alone in here. I don't want to be by myself. Don't leave me alone!" She looked at me with panicked eyes, grabbing the front of my shirt in a death grip.

"I won't?" I said weakly, more a question then a statement. Holy cow, this chick is nuts! No wonder they told us it wouldn't be hard to get to the princess. She had probably driven everyone crazy just by being in the same room with her!

She looked at me with a quivering bottom lip, and I couldn't help feel bad for her.

"Can I have some water?." She said, giving me a very cute pout. :Dang it, Zuko.: I thought. :Don't think she's cute! You can't get involved with her anyway.: **Mental smack**

"Princess Hitalanie, are you sure that's a good idea? I mean-"

She cut me off with a mournful wail. "My new therapist doesn't want me to take a bath! I'm gonna get all dirty, and I lost all my nice clothes! Someone stole them!" She looked at me then, tears starting to gather at the corners of her eyes. "You didn't steal all my nice clothes, did you?"

"Oh, no, Princess. As a matter of fact, I brought you some new clothes after we got the measurements from your tailor." Okay, it wasn't a complete lie. I had gotten the princess some nice dresses, skirts, and tops before we caught her. (The tailor wasn't a problem. I just had to convince him I was a suitor for the princess.)

"Oh, goodie! Can I see them? After I take a bath? We could have a fashion show!" Talk about multiple personalities. It was a total switch from how she had been just a minute ago. She continued on and on and on about how much she would love to try on her new clothes and take a bath.

Her high-pitched voice started to feel like a drill and hammer, constantly tapping and boring holes into my brain. Why wouldn't she shut up? Agni, but she was annoying. The sooner I got her off the ship, the better. Until then, I would have to keep her happy, at least for the moment.

"Your Highness." I cut in, interrupting what she was saying. She looked at me with those big, pretty blue eyes, :You're doing it again. Don't think she's pretty. She's a captive, for Agni's sake, you idiot!: almost like she was going to cry again. Oh, please, anything but that. Please don't make her upset. It was hard enough to deal with female royalty without them being hormonal.

"Would you like to take a bath now? We can have a fashion show if you want to, but I might need to take some time to organize it for you. It could be fun."

***Katara's P.o.v.***

Oh, gosh, I couldn't believe this idiot was even falling for my insanity act. Though I suppose being trained to act like an idiot even when you aren't helps quite a bit.

He wasn't buff, more wiry and lithe than anything, with nicely colored golden eyes. (I can look, can't I?) But there was a flame-shaped scar that cover the upper part of the left side of his face. I knew then that this was no ordinary firebender, this was a banished noble of some sort. In any case, it doesn't pay to believe in appearances. Well, at least in my work it doesn't.

In case you haven't guessed yet, my level of intense training over the years had allowed me several body guard jobs for a lot of high ranking officials, which also got me involved in all kinds of espionage groups. I was a spy with the highest level of clearance, because on top of being a hacker, expert actress, and the ability to use some of the world's deadliest weapons with ease, I just had to break in and get whatever I needed from whoever I was targeting.

It was actually a fun job, but not at all what they make it look like on TV, of course, because Hollywood ruins everything and still gets paid for it.

This guy had no idea who or what he was dealing with, he thought I was a spoiled, bratty princess. Oh, well, he could think what he wanted. All I needed was to get on the top deck, and I'd be out of here.

"Can I, can I, can I?" I practically shrieked in pretend excitement, and I noticed the guy wince. Hehe, sucker. This was going to be fun, I almost felt bad for the guy. Oh, well. Such is the life of an espionage agent.

I never said I wouldn't enjoy giving the guy a heart attack or worse.

So far, I hadn't asked his name, not that I really wanted to know, but it might be useful for future reference. Now, how would the character that I'm playing go about asking someone their name?

"Yes, princess, you can. If you'd follow me?" he held his arm out to me, helping me into a standing position, then led me down a long hallway.

Oh, how sweet, he was acting like a concerned gentleman to a crazy person. How noble and completely fake. I actually happened to know Princess Hitalanie very well, having been a protector for her younger brother Jett, and she wasn't nearly as helpless as she leads people to think most of the time. Under all those fancy silk dresses and delicate jewelery is pure tempered steel.

Well, I guess young is a pretty strong word for Jett. I was only a few years his senior, but when he told me he liked me, I had asked for a job transfer. Getting entangled in emotional affairs with people you guard is never a good idea. He threw a fit when he found out, and did all he could to try to convince me to stay, including ordering the guards to make sure I didn't leave.

I left the day after I told him, however, so any schemes he had wouldn't have worked anyway. It's better not to give your opponent time to plan, even if they are a former client.

"Princess?" the man asked, snapping me out of my train of thoughts. "We're here, the bathroom is just through there. There should be towels in there, but I'm going to have some women servants come in and help you get your new clothes on. They'll lead you to the top deck when you're finished, so you can show all the men your nice outfits, alright?"

"Oh, that's fine. Thank you for being so nice to me. Everyone just seems to think I'm crazy, but I'm not. You don't think I'm crazy, do you? I try not to act crazy, but people always think I am anyway."

***Zuko's P.o.v.***

"Oh, of course not, Princess. I don't think how anyone could get that impression from you." Well, other than the fact that she really was nuts, but telling her that wouldn't help anything.

She walked into the room without another word, shutting the door firmly behind her. I was walking back down the hallway to get some of her new clothing when there was a loud crash from the bathing room, and a pretty alto voice shouted, "Ha! Take that, suckers! You can't keep me locked up!"

I ran to see what the heck was going on, slamming the door open to reveal a gaping hole where the wall should have been.

Please don't tell me she just escaped right out from under my nose…

How embarrassing for our poor Zuko. I love all of you that rewiewed, I'm hoping to get a lot more. Ya'll love me, right?