POCAHONTAS!
Think about it; Yue is the daughter of the Chief of her Tribe, just like Pocahontas is, the symbol for engagement in Pocahontas's tribe is a necklace; JUST LIKE IN THE NORTHERN WATER TRIBE! Hahn and Kocoum (or however you spell his name) are kind of alike, too.
And Zuko is exploring a new land with his 'people'!
I don't think Sokka/Yue can fit into this, so sorry.
Do whatever you want with the story plot.
Chapter 3: The Night
"Sokka?" Katara cried in shock.
"Katara! Are you crazy? What is all this?" Sokka babbled.
"It's…err…it's my collection." Katara replied; biting her lip.
Sokka was strangely calm.
"Oh, your collection. I see." He said.
Then he turned ugly.
"IF FATHER KNEW ABOUT THIS, THEN HE WOULD—!" Sokka began to shout, but Yue ran up to him.
"You're not going to tell him, are you?" she whimpered.
Sokka felt heat coming to his cheeks as he suddenly noticed that Yue was so close to him. Katara got between them and turned to her brother.
"Oh, please, Sokka. He would never understand." Katara begged.
"Katara. You're under a lot of pressure down here. Let me take you home and get you something warm to drink." Sokka suggested; making Katara bend the ice to the entrance and leading her out onto the ships.
In the distance, light could be seen. Katara was fascinated. Breaking away from her brother, she quickly mounted a canoe and began rowing off.
"What do you suppose…?" Katara murmured as she paddled.
"Katara? Katara!" Sokka shouted; mounting his own canoe and, after helping Yue on it, beginning to row.
Already there, Katara climbed up the side of the ship; using small grooves in the metal to hold onto as support. Looking through a rain cut, Katara looks at life for the Fire Nation sailors and is amazed. Sokka arrives; managing to climb up as well and turning to her.
"Katara! What—what are you—?" he began, but then notices where he is. "Jumping Jellyfish! Katara! Come back!" he hissed; pulling at her.
Katara, lightly annoyed, used her Waterbending and gently (but not too gently) back to his canoe. Katara saw a pair of boots come to her and slid to the side so she was pressed against the metal and out of sight. When she got the courage to look, she saw a pair of golden eyes meeting hers.
"Zula, what are you doing?" a voice snapped at her. At once, the eyes disappeared.
"I saw something in the water; it looked like a person." Zula said; walking back.
"Have you been drinking Iroh's Ginseng tea again?" a boy, a little older that Zula, asked.
Katara tried to get a closer look; immediately infatuated with the boy.
He had pale skin, dark hair that had grown past his shoulders and the same golden eyes as the younger girl.
"No way." Zula snapped; gagging at the mention of tea.
"Whisky, then." The boy replied.
"Zuko, just because I think I saw something doesn't mean I'm drunk." Zula snapped back.
"Really? What about the time when you were 9, and then the time you were 12, and the time—?" Zuko began, but Zula punched him in the chest to make him stop.
"Hey, Katara. Quite a show, isn't it?" Aang asked.
Katara, startled, almost fell off, but managed to hang on. Aang was on an airball; staring through the same rain vent she was.
"Hush, Aang. They'll hear you." Katara whispered.
"Oh, I see. We're being quiet." Aang whispered.
"WE ARE OUT TO—." Aang began to shout, but Katara managed to press her hand over his mouth.
"I've never seen someone of the Fire Nation so close before; he's very handsome, don't you think?" Katara whispered.
Aang, feeling a slight twinge of jealousy, looked at Iroh.
"He looks old and wrinkled to me." Aang said with a laugh.
"No, the one arguing with the other girl." Katara whispered back.
Iroh clapped his hands.
"Silence, silence. It is my honor and privilege to present Prince Zuko with a gift for his 17th birthday." Iroh said; gurgling like a happy baby after it's been fed.
"You shouldn't have." Zuko replied dully; fearing the worst from his uncle.
"I know." Iroh said; beaming at his nephew and, drawing back a large cloth and revealing a gaudy statue.
Zula nearly burst into laughs; falling off her chair to restrain herself from howling.
"You REALLY shouldn't have." Zuko said; scared of his present.
Well, it wasn't the first time his uncle had gotten him something ridiculous for his birthday. Like when he was 8, Iroh had sent him a stuffed animal from the Earth Kingdom. It was so ugly and hideous looking that Zuko incinerated it the moment he had opened the package. He still has nightmares about the twisted and contorted face of the stuffed animal to this day.
"Yes. And it's Fireproof and made of cork; so it will float in the water." Iroh added with pride.
'Damn it. There went MY only chance get rid of it.' Zuko thought to himself.
"I commissioned the modeling of the statue myself. Though I was hoping it would have been a wedding present…" Iroh's voice drifted off.
"Uncle; I am warning you. Do NOT start it. If YOU liked Fukuko so much, why didn't YOU marry her?" Zuko asked sarcastically.
"Zuko, it isn't me alone who wants to see you settle down; it's nearly the entire Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom." Iroh inquired.
"I'm not going to fall for every pretty face, Uncle." Zuko snapped.
"Yes, but love can be found in unexpected places and you'll be struck like that!" Iroh snapped his fingers.
"I have more chance of being struck by lightning." Zuko replied.
All of a sudden, thunder crashed overhead and rain poured down.
'NOT literally!' Zuko mentally screamed to himself.
Ha ha! Well, that's it for now, peeps.