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A/n: This is my first Zutara fanfic, hope you enjoy it.

Chapter four: true love does not go forgotten

Zuko went towards the door, making sure Katara was behind him, in case there was someone bad behind the door. Zuko grabbed the knob, and unlike the last time-it opened. Katara smiled,

"Great we can leave now!" She exclaimed.

"Not quite." said a high squeaky voice. Zuko and Katara looked down. By the door was a small green creature about the height of momo, and two times in width, holding two small packages.

"What do you mean?" asked Katara going more towards the door and the creature.

"You see-if you live…you'll forget." the little green man said. Zuko raised his eyebrow.

"Who are you?" asked Zuko, not getting a good feeling about this weird creature.

"Oh so sorry." the creature moved into the house and sat on the bed, "I am Ritter-the owner of this…house." he said, "Over fifty years ago my father build this house for me and the rest of the family- but then we had to move and it still stood her. A few years after, two lovers came here to hide from their families. The boy's family was from the fire nation-and the girl was from a water tribe. They wouldn't be together because of the war-so they ran away together, and found refuge in this house.

After some time they were found-and murdered for betraying their nation. So I set an enchantment for every lover who enters. It's to keep everyone out-and everyone in. It's so they could live peacefully, and not have to deal with the fact they couldn't be together. I serve the people who come- with fresh food, clothes, other needs. I just want to do my part in making the world full of a bit more love-what with this war going on." Katara smiled,

"So? Why can't we leave?" asked Zuko, "You said we'd forget something." the green man looked at them sadly.

"I made the enchantment so that the two could live together forever. But if they left-they would not remember the time they spend together-so in case they HAD to leave-it would be less hard." Zuko opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say.



"Why don't you just lift the enchantments-let us out-then put them back on?" Katara asked.

"It doesn't work like that- I am terribly sorry-I knew there were a few holes in the plan." Ritter put his head down in shame. Zuko looked at Katara.

"Was that you in my bath?" Katara asked, remembering the green slimy thing a few days ago. Ritter blushed,

"I am sorry, madam, I come in and out through the drains to give you what you need-and this boy almost discovered me, when I was in the closet, and I didn't know you were in there. I didn't think you noticed me until I grabbed your foot-I thought it was the drain, I am sorry." Katara gave him a smiled, that meant 'it's fine.' and looked at Zuko, who had been staring at her the whole time. She then realized, what was happening. They could both leave and not remember anything, about them confessing their feeling; or they could stay and be together, but locked here all day.

"I'll give you two some privacy." Ritter said and headed towards the bathroom. Katara turned to Zuko, with said eyes.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I want to be with you, Zuko, but we can't be selfish- Aang and Sokka need us." she said. Zuko nodded,

"I love you, Katara." he said softly, grabbing her hand gently.

"I love you too, Zuko." she said wrapping her arms around him.

"So I guess if we leave this hut…I'll forget you love me- and you'll forget I love you-and everything will be different." he said. Katara nodded.

"We'll forget everything that happened-and everything that…didn't." Katara said. Zuko nodded.

The little man walked in.

"Put these in your pockets." he said handing both of them one of the packages. "It's been a pleasure serving you."

He led them towards the door. Katara turned to Zuko and gave him one last kiss. " I love you." he whispered, "I love you too." Katara whispered back.



Ritter opened the door, that led to a completely black scenery, "Just step through." he said. The two obeyed and before they knew it-there memory was being erased, their actions forgotten, their love unknown. And then they stood, quite still-outside the hut- as if nothing had happened.

Katara started walking away from the hut, and Zuko followed behind. Appa was staring at them, his saddle off, stretching his legs.

"So- the hut- can we go in it?" Aang asked, while Sokka was already asleep.

"No- it's kind of small- it'd be more comfortable if we stay out here." Katara answered walking over to the other side of Appa, were her sleeping bag was. She climbed into it, and closed her eyes.

Zuko climbed into his sleeping bag, trying to find a comfortable position; then he realized something was poking him in the ribs. He looked into his pocket and found a package, about the side of a tea cup. He opened the package, and a piece of paper fell out, written on it was:

Love is more powerful than a simple memory charm.

And if it's true Love- It'll find a way.

Zuko raised his eyebrow and looked towards Katara- she was sound asleep. He liked Katara…a lot-but she barley could stand him. But he did not understand the words before him- memory charm? He opened the package all the way and there was another, card like piece of paper, with a painting of a house on it- or a cottage- or a hut. Zuko got confused, but decided it could wait until the morning-so he laid back down, and went to sleep.

Katara woke up before the others, she got up and stretched. She looked in her bag to find her clothes; while she was changing she felt something in her pocket. It was a small package. She opened it. Inside was a piece of paper with six words on it:

True love does not go forgot.

She looked at it for a second, also in the package, was a small picture of a hut. It looked familiar to her…

A few hours later, neither Zuko nor Katara could find either of the packages or what was inside them. So they told no one, in case they were let off as crazy. It was odd, yet inspirational-in a way. Katara began to be 

more open with Zuko-rather than bunching up her feelings, but she still knew there was no way they could be together; Zuko thought the same thing. And even though there love remained, the truth had gone forgotten…but weither it was meant to be or not-if it's true love-it'll find away.

A/n: Love it? Hate it? Think its rubbish? Want to kill me for writing this? Think you're going to cry because it's that good? It's fine-but you've read better? It sucks but I'm going to keep reading? It's great update soon? Whatever you feel please review. Yes this is the ending to this very short story- I hope you enjoyed it.