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IV

He never thought that he was ever going to return to this place since the war started.

Zuko had been avoiding this moment for years since he was banished –he had expected to find what he was looking for in any other place than here. But he didn't, and this was the last place he had to visit before he declares himself a failure –the banished prince that couldn't regain his honor, that couldn't find the Avatar.

And here he was, sailing his way towards the only place he had never felt so averse to visit. The Southern Water Tribe.

He had to admit he was ashamed of himself. He shouldn't be acting like a child anymore; he had responsibilities to attend, especially if he was a man looking for a way to come home.

He had to do this, though, as annoying as it was for him. He just had to.

And he had to admit as well how much he had missed this place –no one should ever know about that feeling, but it was there–, how much he had missed the view, and –strangely enough– the weather. But what was most important –and which was responsible of his turmoil and his cowardice about this place– he had missed Katara.

He would not deny it. Even if he was loyal to his nation, even if he was loyal to his father and to the fire nation's conviction, he had never thought of her as a peasant, let alone a weak bender. Any other waterbender could be a failure, a peasant or a weakling, but not her –not Katara.

And, certainly, that thought made is current situation difficult. As much as a fire bender, crown prince and fire nation soldier he was, he doubted he could punch a fireball meant to damage her, and he somehow hated himself for it –he felt he was not strong enough to cut those pathetic ties that were separated so long ago.

But, summing up, beloved readers, he had missed everything about her, and he was a fool if he was going to deny it in any way.

And that's why a part of him expected not to find the Avatar here, so he won't have to fight. So he won't have to set the village on fire.

So he won't have to see her again and change affection for anger.

Yet again, he also expected that, in any case, Katara was loyal enough to their long forgotten friendship to obey for his commands –to understand why he was doing this.

"Sokka! Look at this!" her voice exclaimed with excitement "I have more fish than you!"

Her brother shot her an angry glare. Katara, of course, had cached much more fish than him in half an hour. "That's because of your water-playing; otherwise you'd be long defeated!" Katara laughed hard and Sokka just rolled his eyes.

"Oh, Sokka. You're such a baby!" she continued laughing, but Sokka finally snapped in real anger.

"Maybe you should do all the fishing, then! Keep playing with water."

There was a moment of silence, and then a 'splash'

"OK THAT'S ENOUGH! I'm done with your mutant abilities!"

"Hey! That's rude! I'm trying to help here!" She snapped, now much angrier than before. She was angry. "You're such a brat I can't believe you're my oldest brother, you act like a little kid and you're such an ungrateful idiot!"

The ice cracked around them and the water moved violently, but she didn't seem to notice that.

"K-Katara…?" His face was pure horror. Katara misunderstood his expression and thought Sokka was finally intimidated by her.

"I wash your dirty clothes every day and… Do you have an idea of how that stinks!" her face was red and her whole body was trembling in pure anger, oblivious of what was happening around her, she continued screaming and yelling to her brother while he tried to calm her down.

"Katara you're destroying the whole damn place, calm down!" he yelled at her and she snapped, conscious once again of her surroundings.

The ice that surrounded them was shattered in all places and the water seemed to have been more furious than her until she calmed down.

"Did I do all of this?" she breathed in awe.

Sokka glared.

"Yeah, weirdo. Congrats, you almost killed us!" Katara was starting to get pissed again, but Sokka didn't seem to notice. Before she could snap another rude comment toward her brother, she felt the ice crack again and the next moment, the water was moving violently.

Sokka yelled in panic and tried to stabilize the boat, Katara scared as well, but trying to see what was causing the commotion. Suddenly, the siblings stopped yelling, and their eyes were wide open to the sight in front of them.

A huge, ball-shaped iceberg submerged from the water. Katara gasped a minute later, horrified.

The first thing Katara noticed when the iceberg balanced its weight in the water, were his glowing tattoos. And then, his glowing eyes.

There was a boy trapped inside.

There was a frozen bald boy glowing in the freaking iceberg.

Just… what..?

"Katara, this is not funny. Stop the prank now" Sokka's shaken voice rang beside her, both looking confused to the floating iceberg in front of them.

Katara choose to ignore her brother's comment. Instead, she grabbed her brother's club and ran. Voice totally serious, she exclaimed "Sokka, there's a boy inside"

"What?– Katara, Wait! We don't know what that thing is!"

"Sokka, there's a boy inside! We have to get him out!" She yelled; blue eyes filled with determination and concern while she tried to break the ice with Sokka's club.

"It could be dangerous–"

"Shut up and help me, idiot!"

She hit the iceberg one last time and a air current pushed her away. The ice cracked and the iceberg broke in two.

And then the sky was glowing just like the kid's eyes and tattoos.

The sibling braced themselves in fear, but stayed on their spot. The light flickered and the next moment it was gone.

The boy lost consciousness –if he was conscious, anyway–and Katara ran to catch him before he hit the icy ground.

Who is he? She thought confused, and then her mind went blank for a second when she stared right into the boy's gray sleepy eyes. For Tui's Sake! He is alive!

And the first words she heard from the tattooed bald boy were not what she expected to hear.

"I… need to ask you… something" his cracked voice managed to say "come… closer"

"What is it?" Katara said concerned. The boy blinked twice, and then he fully open his eyes and said, a true smile on his lips:

"Will you go penguin sledding with me?"

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