AN: I am really sorry for the delay in updating. My only excuses are writer's block and a school trip to France.
This chapter is a little longer as requested, but the chapters will hopefully get longer as I go back to the usual style...
Written in Sokka's POV
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We'd gone into the office of Zuko's house. I hadn't a clue what Katara was left doing, but I wasn't worried about that. She always found a way to amuse herself.

"So, what's up between you and your sister?" Zuko spoke while pulling up some files on one of the many computers in the room.

"It's that obvious?" He nodded. "Well, we travelled the world for a while with Aang. It was all fine for a while, but I could tell that the only reason he stuck around was to get closer to Katara. It didn't bother me too much at first; he was always a nice kid. Then that became the problem because we had to become adults for him. We were practically his parents, and when I talked to Katara about it…"

"She flipped? Because she thought she loved him, she wouldn't hurt him in any way. That's not love, not even sisterly." A glazed look crossed his eyes briefly before he continued. "My sister may not have loved me, and I never liked her, but I loved her. That's why I hurt her, why I had to send her away." Something seemed to click in his brain then, and he shut up. We worked for about two hours after that.


We found Katara in the library. She seemed completely immersed in a dusty old book, but we quickly got her back to reality.

"Katara, we're all going to be heading out to a club." I waited to see her reaction.

"Okay, I don't know who you mean by all. Can you drop me back home before you get there?"

"We meant you as well." Zuko walked forwards and grabbed the book out of her hands. "If you come you can keep this." He looked briefly at the title of the book before passing it back.

"Fine." Katara tried not to show her smile as she thought of adding a new book to her collection.

"It's not a normal night club by the way. You have to dress up." I grinned at her.

"Oh, damn, I was planning on looking like a slut." And just like that we were back to normal.


I had sleeves on my shirt, Zuko was wearing what seemed to be normal attire for him, Aang had replaced his tattered hoodie with a cardigan, Toph had polished her armour, Suki wasn't wearing the plates of hers, but Katara had transformed the most. She had left her hair down apart from the loopies, and it was all pushed off of her face with a thin band. She wore a floor-length dress in two shades of blue. I saw Zuko and Aang look at her; they both did a double take. I trusted Zuko, but resolved to watch Aang like a hawk all night.

"Who wants a drink?" Zuko quickly took everyone's orders then left for the bar.

I leant into Toph's ear. "Make sure Aang doesn't make Katara uncomfortable. Do you have any food?"

"Always the food with you, eh? No, but sure to the first." She then found Aang by stomping her foot.

Zuko came back soon after, handing out shots and cocktails. It seemed Katara had asked for a lot of drinks, but Suki and I left to dance before we could be sure.