A/N: Here is the next chapter...
The next morning the small group had packed up their things and headed to a near by village. Of course not to far off, but far enough to not be sensed, Zuko and his uncle packed up there own camp. They too were heading to the nearest village.
When the gang reached the village they were stopped at a billboard. Sokka sketched his finger along all the different posters.
He began to read them out loud "Wanted posters… platypus-bear warnings… a play… cabbage for sale-"
"Wait a play?" Katara cut him off. She had always been interested in the theater.
Sokka held up his hands. "No Katara! No way are we going to a boring play!"
Katara gave him the puppy dog look. "Please Sokka, it could be really interesting!"
"Yeah, I have never been to a play before!" Aang chirped in happily.
Toph just shrugged. "I don't really care one way or another, I can't see it anyways."
Katara smiled and Sokka groaned, he knew when he was beat.
The four team mates walked into the theater. It was like any other, with seats around a stage and an open roof. Katara smiled and looked around her. She was so exited about being able to see a play! She then noticed a man crying in the middle of the stage. Katara being typical Katara went up to him.
"Excuse me?… why are you crying?" She asked politely.
The man looked up slowly, he was an older man, with white hair and a funny pointed mustache. "My play! She is ruined!"
"Oh no!" Katara frowned. "I was looking forward to it!" She looked down at the sad man. "May I ask how it became ruined?"
Then man blew his nose like a foghorn. "Well, three of my cast members disappeared last night! I haven't been able to find them anywhere!"
Katara couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She thought of some way she might be able to help the poor sap. "We could fill in." She blurted without even thinking.
The man just looked up in surprise. "Can you act?"
"NO! NO WE CAN'T!" Sokka shouted in protest but was hushed by Katara as she informed him that there were only three parts to fill. He still grumbled at the fact he has to stay there.
"This is going to be so much fun!" Aang smiled as he clenched his fists trying to hold in his excitement. Toph only yawned.
"This is magnificent! The show must go on!" The man cheered. He grabbed the three scripts that had been hidden behind him on the stage. "You will be lead!" He threw one at Katara. "You will be the villains accomplice." He threw one at Aang. "And you will be the back up if this young lady gets injured or disappears." He said throwing the last one at Toph.
"Good, I won't actually have to do anything." Toph smirked throwing the script over her shoulder hitting Sokka in the head.
Sokka rubbed his bruised head and frowned. "And what do I do when you three are prancing around in tights?"
"No one said anything about prancing in tights!" Katara frowned back. "You can work the stage." She gave a satisfied grin and turned to the director.
"Yes that sounds wonderful." This guy was clearly excited beyond belief. He jumped up and slammed a fist into his palm. "Let's start right away!"
Katara rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly as the other groaned.
"A play hmm?" Zuko asked no one in particular as he hid in the shadows of the doorway. "This should be interesting." And with that he picked up the script Toph so carelessly decided to throw away.
Katara was sitting outside the house that the director said they could stay in. She sighed heavily as she thought about her spirit. She wondered where he was right now and if he was watching over her.
Aang slowly came out the front door shutting it behind him as quietly as he could. "Nice night huh?" He asked trying to be casual as he sat next to her.
"huh? Oh yeah…" She said not totally listening to the air bender.
"So what do you think about this play? It could be some real fun, I mean it will take my mind off of the whole avatar thing for a little while… or at least till the night after tomorrow night." Aang said trying to get a conversation going.
Katara didn't look away from the sky. "Yeah… witch means we really have to rehearse are lines… we only have tonight and tomorrow to rehearse and I don't want to let that man down, he was so sad before."
"Yeah…" Aang agreed. Inside he wished she were paying more attention to him. Aang had some really strong feelings for her, ever since he woke up in her arms it kind of grew and now all he wanted was for her to show those same affections back.
Katara finally looked at the boy with a smile. "On that note, I think I'll go in and practice, you want to join me?"
Aang shook his head. He kind of just wanted to think a little.
"Foolish boy." Zuko frowned in the shadows. He had watched as the avatar had tried a feeble attempt at making conversation with Katara, it didn't amuse him that the boy was always going onto his turf. He scowled and went down an alleyway.
"You have brought me, to that moment where words run dry… Shit…" A frustrated Katara was trying to practice her lines. She found the play was very well done but rather strange in a dark sort of way. The play was called "Don Juan" by some mysterious man. What kind of a name was Don Juan she didn't know but she knew she was the lead girl, she had wondered who the lead man would be? She hadn't even met him yet, it was kind of nerve racking.
She tried once again at her lines: "You have brought me, to that moment where words run dry… to that… to that…" She then screamed in frustration. "Why can't I remember this!" She threw the script on her bed then sat angrily beside it.
"I only have two days and I can't even get any of the words right!" She said to herself. She was horrible at this, and worse yet, it all had to be in song. She hated to sing in front of people. Why did she have to open her mouth!
"Katara…"
Katara looked up at the sound of someone saying her name. It was quiet and masculine, she knew who's it was. "Spirit I hear you speak, I listen, stay by my side, guide me." She said quietly in return.
"Flattering girl you will know me. So why in shadow I hide. Look outside of your window… I am there outside." With hearing these words Katara got off of her bed and walked towards the window. She looked outside and couldn't see a thing, but as her eyes adjusted to its darkness she saw a figure with a blue mask on. So mesmerized she couldn't help but crawl out the window towards him.
"Katara?" Sokka called from the other side of the door. "Are you ok?"
But Katara couldn't hear a word he said for she was in too much of a daze. She continued to walk towards the outstretched hand of who she thought was a spirit. Once she placed her hand in his, it was like lightning struck through her body leaving her with this tingly feeling.
A/N: Well, what did you think? I hope it was ok, not to off… leave a review!
Thanx
-Teenfox
