Day Seven: Spark- anything that activates or stimulates; inspiration or catalyst.

Today was finally the day. Katara was woken up practically at dawn and was dragged down into the royal dressing rooms to prepare. Her hair was done in the formal style of the Fire Nation, with just a tad bit of the Southern Water Tribe added in. She was wearing the betrothal necklace Zuko had made for her, and she was idly fingering it while she was waiting for her dress.

"Katara, my dear, your dress has finally arrived." She turned to look at it, and was as stunned as the first time she had seen it. It was a beautiful light blue at the top and slowly progressed to a deep purple as it went down to her ankles. It was cut in the Fire Nation style, with dragons at the hem of the dress in a beautiful turquoise. It shimmered like the water on a summer day, and it was positively perfect for the water bender. She couldn't stop the wide smile that began forming on her face while Ursa and Tai Lee helped her into it. Toph was to the side, conversing with a maid while waiting for the wedding party to start proceeding down the aisle. Tai Lee was fretting over the smallest details while absentmindedly rubbing her small baby bump.

"Katara, you look stunning. Zuko is so lucky to have you! Your aura is practically golden with happiness!" Katara just smiled at the other girl. She was like this when she was pregnant with Bumi too, who was currently with his father, Aang. Still, she couldn't help but agree that this was the most spectacular day of her life.

Things seemed to go in a blur from there. Everyone was bustling about, and finally she was walking arm in arm with Zuko down the aisle. The groomsmen, with Sokka as best man, were standing all on the right, and her bridesmaids, with Toph as her maid-of-honor, on the left. Everything was as it should be. She didn't even pay attention while the priest was talking, just speaking when needed, and finally they were leaning in for their first kiss as husband and wife.

Sparks seemed to fly between them, just as the first time they had kissed. Just like every time they kissed.

Happily they danced during the festivities, and ate, and made merry. Then it was time for them to leave for Ember Island, where they were spending their honeymoon, and to peace and quiet.

"Zuko, promise me the sparks will never stop. Please."

"I promise."

A/N: So, I just wanted to thank everyone who took the time to read/favorite/alert/review this story. This was definitely the longest chapter, and the most fun to write. I can't wait for next year.

Until my next story,

RGL