A/N: This is my first drabble... in other words... a drabble of mine, is shorter than a oneshot lol Sorry if you think Zuko is too... "nice" ... but he's older now... leave him be lol I got this idea from the fortuneteller... and I just had to write it! lol

Fortunes

Now in their old age… Zuko and Katara their lives together happily…

The sun with its vast display of colors hung low in the sky. Katara gazed out to it and sighed. There had been so many sunsets she saw in her lifetime. This one looked different though. Every color was so bright and beautiful that she was simply breath taken with the sight. Katara smiled when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Zuko, isn't the sun just stunning today?"

He smiled weakly and nodded, only looking at his wife.

"It isn't as beautiful as you. Each day you shine with more beauty than the day before."

Katara turned around now and smiled brightly, tears falling from her old eyes. Zuko wiped them away and brought her close to him. He breathed in the scent of her gray but still magnificent hair. Zuko then stroked it, and hummed a sweet song.

"Do you remember that song Zuko? Your uncle sang it for us at our wedding."

"Of course. I remember like it was yesterday."

The two of them began to slowly dance around to the song Zuko hummed. Katara felt giddy, like back then, all those years ago. They smiled at one another, knowing each was thinking about the memories. Suddenly, a little boy ran into the room.

"Gran Gran! Guess what?"

Katara chuckled and smiled warmly.

"What is it Sinko?"

"I found a real live rhino in the backyard! Grandpa said those were only kept in special places!"

Zuko chuckled and pointed somewhere.

"Sinko, I imagine you must be scared, but you shouldn't be."

The little boy puffed out his chest proudly.

"Oh no! I'm not! I just wanted to know what I should give to it!"

"Probably it is looking for some berries."

"Of course! Thanks Gran Gran!"

Sinko ran up to her and gave her a hug. Katara squeezed her grandson tightly, and then watched with Zuko as he left joyously. Zuko gazed onto Katara as the dim moonlight cascaded her face.

"Zuko, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just can't imagine how lucky I was to have met you."

She chuckled and smiled gently.

"Lucky, or just a matter of whether or not you wanted to capture Aang?"

He thought for a moment and then replied, "Both."

They laughed as they got into bed. The sheets and blankets warmed Katara's feet as she started to settle in for the night. Before they could go to bed however, they had a second visit from their favorite grandson.

"Gran Gran! Grandpa! You won't believe it! Mommy just showed me my new sister!"

Both of their eyes broadened as they heard the news. Sinko stood there smiling excitedly.

"Mommy says she knows you're tired, so you can come see her in the morning. I wonder what I'll name her…"

The two watched as their eldest grandchild walked away again.

"Well that was unexpected! But what great news! Can you believe it Katara? We now have three grandchildren!"

He scooted in next to her in the bed and wrapped his arms around her. He wasn't as strong as before, but she always felt safe with him there. He looked into her eyes and caressed her face.

"Katara, we've gone through so much together. I just want to say how much you mean to me. My life could not have been any better than what you made it. I love you Katara and I always will."

"Zuko, there is no man on this earth that I love more than you."

He leaned in, and kissed her softly and lovingly. She melted right into his kiss like always and soon she settled into bed. Zuko's arms were still around her and his head rested on top of hers. She could tell he was already asleep so she sighed and cuddled into him. What a day! She was now the grandmother to a third child.

Suddenly, Katara's eyes popped open and a voice came into her head. And then when you have your third grandchild, you will die peacefully in your sleep. Her heart began to quicken its beat, but soon Katara calmed down. There was no way that fortune so long ago could hold true. It wasn't possible. She sighed and fell asleep listening to Zuko's inhaled breaths.

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The birds began to chirp outside the window and Zuko lazily woke up. He felt Katara sleeping in his arms and he smiled. Slowly, he took his arm out from under her, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty from her slumber. Zuko got out of bed and went to freshen himself up. When he got back, he saw that Katara was still asleep. He smiled and walked over to her. Zuko leaned in close to her face, and kissed her gently.

"Wake up sunshine. It's morning!"

Nothing- she didn't even stir. Zuko frowned and shook her lightly.

"Katara, get up! Don't you want to go see your new grandchild?"

Still there was no movement from his beloved wife. Zuko was now beginning to worry. He shook her again, this time more violently. When she didn't open her eyes, he grabbed her wrist.

There was no pulse.

He held her hand for a few minutes and caressed her hair. She looked so peaceful. Surely she was just sleeping. Or maybe she was playing a trick on him.

The tears fell down his cheeks freely and he sobbed. Her hand fell out of his, and Zuko rushed to hold her limp body in his arms.

"Katara, what happened? Oh Katara… I love you…"

Then he heard her voice, but her mouth didn't move, nor did any part of her body.

"I will always love you Zuko… always…"

It faded away and Zuko slowly put down Katara's body. He wiped away his tears and sat there on the edge of the bed gazing at her. His heart was shattered, but somewhere deep inside, he could feel it; their love, still alive and living strong.

A/N: Sad? Yes... I know... but my next drabble will be more humorous! Have a great day! Thanks for reading!

-Monika-