Continued by reviewer's request

I know, Iroh and Zuko are a little OOC, but hey, I tried.

I don't Avatar: the Last Airbender. Why? Just read below.

Zuko sat on his window sill staring at the wall that separated him from the large, bustling city. He was contemplating over what he had overheard from Katara.

Zuko sighed, "Why would she like someone like me?"

"Why would 'who' like you?" Iroh magically appeared next to Zuko. Zuko sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Don't do that Uncle," Zuko said annoyed.

His uncle chuckled, "Sorry nephew. So, who were we talking about?"

Zuko's eyes widened slightly and he turned from his uncle. "No one."

"Alright Zuko, I will leave you to your thoughts," Iroh placed his arm across his face and pretended to weep. "Who'd want to speak to an old man like me anyways?" He smiled from under his sleeve.

Zuko's eyes softened and, with a sigh, bided for his uncle to sit. Iroh smiled and took out a tea set from his robe.

When someone pulls out a tea set from their robe, any normal person would freak out and jump out the window in panic, but Zuko had gotten used to the odd phenomenon involving his uncle and tea. And really, at this point in his life, nothing surprised Zuko anymore.

"So," Iroh said, pouring tea for both of them. "What's on your mind?"

Zuko fiddled with his tea cup, deciding whether he should tell his uncle. On one hand, Iroh could take him seriously and give him all sorts of wonderful advice on the subject of girls. One the other hand, his uncle could jumped up and run throughout the palace exclaiming about grand nieces and nephews, and embarrassing Zuko to no end by grabbing Katara and asking her when the wedding would be.

It was a flip of the coin.

Heads? Or tails?

Understanding? Or humiliation?

A discussion on what to do? Or wedding plans?

Advice on how to deal with girls? Or how to deliver children?

"…Uncle, I-I think…Katara-," Zuko took a plunge. "I think Katara likes me." The words felt strange as they left his tongue. There was an odd flutter in his stomach as he thought of the prospect of Katara liking him. He looked at Iroh's face and mentally sighed when he saw a soft smile on the retired general's face.

"Well Zuko, how does that make you feel?" Iroh said sipping his tea.

Zuko was silent. He wasn't exactly sure what he felt. He remembered feeling happy as he overheard the girls' conversation, now he was just confused. "I don't know…"

Iroh nodded and finished his tea, "Well nephew, perhaps you should ask yourself what this means to you before you decide on anything," Zuko nodded sadly, not satisfied with his uncle's answer. It seemed that every other emotion he expelled was something he had to mull over. Well, at least his uncle wasn't-

"I'M GONNA HAVE GRAND CHILDREN!" Zuko watched in horror as his uncle leaped up and ran out into the hall, surprisingly swift for an old man.

"Uncle!" Zuko desperately called for his uncle in one last attempt at gaining Iroh his sanity.

Zuko heard his uncle running down the main hall, yelling things about children and wedding themes. There was only one way that hall led to.

The kitchen.

Zuko, already knowing the hallways and all the shortcuts, speeded down a branching hallway knowing that direction was going to get him to the kitchen faster then his uncle.

Unfortunately, luck apparently wasn't on his side that day, for right after turning a corner, Zuko bumped into the last person he wanted to see.

Katara

The sudden motion for his feet to stop caused him to lose his balance, but Katara side-stepped Zuko quick enough to dodge him.

"Zuko are you alright?" Katara asked worriedly, trying to help him from his face-plant.

"Yea, I'm fine," Zuko slowly got up dusting himself off. He wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible before his uncle suddenly appeared out of thin air again to discuss wedding plans, but before he could excuse himself, Katara interrupted him.

"Zuko, I been looking for you," Zuko's eyes widened, "so I could ask you something."

A deep blush crawled across Zuko's cheeks. He wasn't ready for this! He still wasn't sure how he felt! "Um, well, I'll talk to you later, I need to find my uncle," and before Katara could protest, Zuko sprinted down the hall until he was positive he was far enough away from her. He leaned against a wall and face palmed himself.

Zuko was going to kill his uncle.

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