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CHAPTER 7

The next few days were strange, and seemed to drag by like rocks across desert sand. The air in their deserted haven was dry; it parched lips and carved away at the ancient landscape. The sun blazed down hot and unforgiving rays of sun, and soon the six outsiders began to take shelter in the abandoned buildings, hiding in the coolness of the shadows. Progressively each day grew more sweltering than the next. Summer was looming.

Although the weather was miserable, one thing had noticeably improved among the small tribe of outcasts: Zuko clearly was putting effort into cooperating with everyone, although it must have been difficult for him. The young Prince's pride had been bruised, but he understood now that acting defiant towards the rest of them would cause him more angst. Iroh was visibly pleased every time his nephew offered to help someone, although the firebender's choice of people was limited. Zuko hardly bothered to glance at Sokka, and when the two teens did happen to meet eyes, Katara could practically see the tiny daggers shooting between them. The boys did manage to avoid crossing paths, however, and although the air was tense when Sokka and Zuko were within proximity, the others didn't worry very much about them having a second altercation. Katara and General Iroh had made it clear enough that more violence wasn't going to be tolerated.

Toph had been uncomfortable around the firebending Prince at first; wrinkling her nose in confusion when he asked her if she wanted more of Iroh's homemade tea and throwing the firebender questionable looks as he worked to maintain their tiny campsite. But after a few days she seemed used to Zuko's continued presence, and now she only offered the Prince a snarky remark once in a while.

The relationship forming between Aang and the Fire Prince seemed the strangest. The two boys didn't exactly avoid each other; they seemed to pretend the other didn't exist. Katara imagined that they both felt awkward around each other, and she often spied them stealing suspicious glances at each other from across the campfires they lit each night.

What was most surprising to Katara was the amount of attention Zuko seemed to shower on her, of all people. She was the one he most often approached to offer his help, and he never was late for a healing session. In fact, after the first few days he began to show up early, quietly seating himself on the floor inside the designated abandoned building and meditating in silence until Katara arrived. His behavior both dazzled and confused the waterbender, and it took her a while to figure out that the reason he acted this way was because she and Zuko had somehow established a sort of trust, despite the odd, anxious feelings that stretched between them. Katara was sympathetic towards Zuko and his injury, and he appeared grateful to receive her help, although he didn't vocalize it.

Although she was grateful for Zuko's somewhat uncertain trust, Katara couldn't help but feel strange…and even embarrassed by his attention. Ever since that day he and Sokka fought, Zuko had acted differently. And Katara knew that she felt differently about him. She couldn't pin down her thoughts, but she was certain that when Zuko had grabbed her arm and pulled her close that day, some feeling clenched her heart that transcended the usual fear. She couldn't yet put a finger on it, but she prayed that Zuko and the others didn't notice.

A week passed by slowly in the heated springtime sun. Then another. And then came the day where Katara felt that she might be ready again to try and breach the block in Zuko's chakra. She didn't bother to ask if he was ready for it; she just entered his body and pushed with all the energy she had.

She felt her cool energy rush into the firebender's warm flesh, flooding his veins and muscles with chi. Spindly fingers of it curled and uncurled in the place where Zuko's chakra was blocked. Just beyond the block was his heart. The waterbender felt the swollen organ pumping quickly as she worked on the Prince. She paused, and then thought a moment. Usually Zuko became so relaxed when she did a healing session.

Is he nervous about something? She wondered.

The waterbender dismissed the fleeting thought and gathered her energy near Zuko's chakra. And then she shot out a sharp jab of chi into the barrier. Suddenly, Katara felt a very odd sensation—it felt like…like the energy was resisting her somehow. The waterbender barely had time to register this phenomenon, however, because Zuko's reaction was predictable and immediate.

"Ah!" Zuko cried suddenly, his body rocking up off the floor. He sat up quickly and pushed the waterbender's hands away. "I thought I told you never to do that to me again!" he exclaimed angrily. "Are you deaf?!"

Katara pressed her lips together and adopted a steely glance. "So you'd rather go without your bending, then?"

The Prince growled. "You know that's not what I want!"

"Well then let me help you!" Katara urged, reaching towards him again. Zuko shot her a dirty look and shifted away across the floor, his yellow eyes glowing in the soft shadows.

"Zuko," the waterbender sighed tiredly. "I told you that you have to trust me with this. I can't reach your heart chakra without penetrating that barrier."

The firebender's eyes flared even more brightly for an instant, but then they glanced away towards a darkened corner. Zuko curled up into a protective ball, and silence fell over the two teenagers. The only sound the waterbender could hear was their collective breathing.

Katara crossed her arms angrily and huffed, then glanced briefly at Zuko. In the split second her eyes lightly grazed his features, she noticed the firebender's clenched jaw, his mouth curved downward, and his brow upward. He looked worried, or slightly afraid.

Or maybe—he was both.

Katara cocked her head and glared at Zuko, the gears in her brain turning. "You're fighting me," she realized.

The firebender's head snapped up and his eyes burned holes into the back of Katara's skull. "No I'm not!" Zuko insisted, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"Yes, you are!"

"No…no, I'm not." The Prince's denials were getting weaker.

"You are!" Katara insisted again, slamming a palm onto the dusty floor. "You are fighting me! I felt it! I felt your energy push back!"

The Prince once again fell silent, proof of his obvious guilt. He frowned grimly and his eyes slid solemnly to the floor. Katara watched him observantly; his fingers clenched and unclenched the fabric of his clothing, and the tiny, tender muscles in Zuko's face twitched. His yellow eyes seemed to glow among the shifting shadows that covered his face. Finally, after several minutes of suffering in silence, Zuko turned his head and spoke gently.

"I can't let you in," He whispered. "I can't let anybody in."

Katara's azure eyes narrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Nevermind, it's stupid." The firebender huffed and turned his back on her.

Katara let out an exasperated sigh, then gathered her robes and stomped over to the corner where Zuko was sulking. The Prince glanced at her approaching him, and his eyes grew wide as Katara placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. The Prince could feel the warmth from her palm on his skin, but suddenly he felt uncomfortable. He brushed her hand away.

"Zuko," Katara pleaded with her palms outstretched towards him. "For the last time…I can't help you if you won't let me! What's wrong?"

Zuko frowned deeply, his forehead creasing with a worried expression, but he didn't allow any words to escape his lips. His eyes flashed up at the waterbending girl one more time, but they held less fire in them than before.

Katara gently reached out to touch him one more time. She cautiously rested her palm on his back, and Zuko stiffened a bit. But this time he didn't brush her hand away. Katara looked at him beseechingly.

"Zuko, I thought we had established some kind of trust between us." She said softly and slowly. "You can tell me."

"It's none of your business."

Katara threw her hands up in the air; her patience could only stretch so thin. "What is wrong with you?!" She yelled in frustration. "You are the most infuriating person I've ever met! I let you not tell me what you didn't like about this before, but now we need to figure it out so I can heal you! Why won't you tell me?!"

The fire in Zuko's eyes returned, and he faced her, growling fiercely. "Listen, you might be trying to heal me and all, and—yes—I'm grateful for that, but this isn't a sleepover! I'm not going to sit here and giggle and tell you all of my secrets, okay?"

"What's such a huge secret?" Katara replied, her blue eyes burning. "Are you afraid of something? Because you're acting like it!"

"I am not!"

Katara rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Please! I felt your heart beating a million miles a minute just a second ago, you're not letting me touch you, and now you're becoming all defensive."

"Well, congratulations!" Zuko mocked. "You've got me all figured out! Can we move on, please?!"

"No, we can't!" Katara replied angrily. "Because the only thing I can't figure out about you is why you're acting so weird!"

The waterbender and the Fire Prince sat facing each other, their bodies tense, and their energies rippling around them. Golden fires clashed with azure seas as their eyes locked, and each one tried to intimidate the other with their harsh glares. Their silent standoff lasted only a minute, until Katara—anticipating that strange feeling creeping in her veins again—finally backed down.

"Fine," she sighed. "Let's make a deal."

Zuko's gaze dimmed, but he raised a curious eyebrow. "What do you mean?" he asked suspiciously.

"If you tell me something personal, then I'll reciprocate."

"You'll tell me something about yourself?"

"Whatever you ask," Katara nodded.

Zuko exhaled sharply between his teeth. "What could I possibly want to learn about you?"

Katara blinked in surprise and shot an offended glare at the firebender. "Are you implying that I'm not interesting?"

"No, I'm just observant." Zuko crossed his arms and smirked at her proudly.

"That doesn't mean you automatically know everything about me!"

"Try me."

Katara easily took the bait. "Fine. Tell me something I don't know about myself."

Zuko paused for a moment, the smirk disappearing from his face. Thoughtfully, he looked over Katara's form over and over, until his eyes finally rested on the necklace tied delicately around her neck. The glimmering, expertly carved sea-stone hung just above Katara's collarbone, bobbing from left to right whenever the waterbender gracefully moved.

"Your necklace," Zuko finally answered. "It's your most cherished possession. It belonged to your mother, and I'm guessing that you have it because she's probably dead."

Katara gasped, shocked at the sudden, painful proposition. Then she grew angry. "That's cheating! I already knew that, and you already knew that this necklace belonged to my mother!"

"But am I right about the other part?"

"Shut up!" Katara retreated a few feet, and curled her knees up to her chest. "You're being an insensitive jerk, and it's none of your business."

Zuko grinned, leaned forward and pointed a finger towards the waterbender. "Oh, I see! When it's my business you're digging into, it's awful of me to try and hide things from you. But when it's your business, it's suddenly off limits. I get it."

Katara opened her mouth to protest, but she couldn't find any words to defend her case. Then her eyes grew wide in surprise. "You manipulated me!" she realized. "You always do this!"

The waterbender pointed her own finger towards the Prince and continued her tirade. "Every time I try to understand you—the real you—you turn it around on me!"

Zuko gave her a quizzical look. "And this matters how?"

"It's your defense mechanism!" "Because you are afraid of something!" Katara gasped and smiled as more and more of the truth dawned on her. "You're fighting me because you don't want me to remove the blockage around your heart…because…you don't want to let me in. You don't let anybody in!"

Zuko's cockiness disappeared as Katara repeated his earlier words, but the waterbender continued relentlessly. "You've been hurt by so many people—even your sister—that I don't blame you for being afraid."

"I'm not afraid—"

"Don't deny it, Zuko!" Katara interrupted. "I've told you so many times—I'm not going to hurt you with my waterbending. Water is a naturally healing element."

"That's not what I meant!" Zuko retorted, his eyes casting their gaze away from her in shame. "I'm not afraid of being hurt physically. It's happened so many times that I'm…well, I'm kind of used to physical pain by now."

Katara watched as Zuko placed a hand over the wound on his chest. "So you're afraid of another kind of pain?" She inquired.

Zuko's golden eyes turned on her; his gaze was intense. "A heart struck by lightening might hurt for a while, but a heart that is broken never heals. The hurt remains."

"So what does that have to do with you resisting me?"

Zuko's eyes ripped away from Katara. "I'm not sure."

"What do you mean, you're not sure?"

"I'm beginning to trust you," Zuko told her softly.

Katara dropped her head and groaned in exasperation. Getting to know the Fire Prince was like chipping away at the base of a mountain with a tiny chisel. "That's not bad!" she said. "How is you finally trusting me bad? That means that we're finally ready to—"

"It is bad!" Zuko insisted. "It's different with you! I'm beginning to trust you, and normally I'd be afraid of that—because almost everyone I trusted in my life has hurt me—but I'm not! I feel differently about you, and that's what's making me afraid!"

Embarrassed by his sudden spurt of honesty, the Prince abruptly stood up and stomped past Katara towards the door. Katara's eyes followed him, and then suddenly—almost involuntarily—her hand shot out and grasped his. Zuko stopped in his tracks and snapped his head around to glare at the waterbender in surprise.

"Wait," Katara breathed, sensing the awkwardness of the moment. "That still doesn't explain why your energy is rejecting mine."

Zuko's eyes burned into her, but he didn't jerk his hand away. The golden orbs darted from Katara's face to their intertwining fingers and back again. Finally, after a long, heavy sigh, Zuko took back his hand and turned towards her.

Katara stood up, and Zuko glanced away from her as her gaze rose to meet his. "Listen," he explained firmly. "I can't become close to you, physically or otherwise. All of this your-energy-mingling-with-mine stuff has got my head messed up."

"That's your explanation?" Katara asked in disbelief, pulling her hand away abruptly. "What—are you afraid that we might become friends or something?"

"Friends?!" The firebender scoffed for a moment, but then his eyes became sad, and Zuko turned his head to hide them from the waterbender. "We couldn't ever be friends."

Katara blinked in surprise. "What? Why not?"

"Look at us!" Zuko pointed towards Katara, then himself. "Water and fire—two entirely different elements. We're not supposed to mix. It's no wonder that all this energy-mixing is making me crazy! It's just unnatural!"

"I don't see the big deal," Katara arued, placing her hands on her hips. "Sure, our elements are different, but even with our bending—we're still two people."

The Fire Prince squeezed his eyes tightly shut for a moment, but then directed his fiery gaze at the waterbending girl. "Why would you want to be friends with me?"

"Because, well…" Katara began to speak, but then paused. Zuko watched her patiently with his intense, stormy eyes of his, silent as her thoughts raced.

Zuko's own thoughts flashed to the fragments of the past—some so distant he barely could conjure them. But most recently, he recalled awakening in a dark forest, with a nasty bump on his head and the Avatar at his side. Months ago, under the canopy of ancient forests, Aang had asked him almost the same question that Katara was asking him now. The Fir Prince frowned at the memory, and then he felt a sudden touch on his arm. Glancing up quickly, he saw Katara had stepped forward and stretched her arm towards him. The tips of her delicate fingers brushed against his bare skin, and for some untold reason Zuko's mind was scrambled the moment he realized she was touching him. He stared at the waterbender dumbly, confused by his own feelings.

"I don't really know why," Katara began once more, her eyes fixed on a crack stretching between the two teenagers on the stone floor. "But I think it has less to do with me wanting a friend and more with you needing a friend, Zuko."

The firebender blinked uncomfortably. He didn't like how intimate this conversation was becoming, and he didn't know how to respond. So Zuko stood silently, watching Katara's fingers as they moved, crawling from the flesh on his arm to the fabric of his sleeve, and from there to the collar of his shirt.

"I can be your friend, Zuko. But only if you let me." Katara continued as she gently placed her palm against Zuko's face. She could feel the roughness of his scar beneath her fingertips, and she was astonished at her own boldness. But something inside her—maybe it was that same odd feeling she couldn't identify—was giving her the courage to face the Prince like this.

Katara glanced briefly up at Zuko, anticipating his reaction to her soft touch. But Zuko wasn't looking at her with contempt, or rage, or any other predictable emotion. His eyes bore deeply into hers, confusion and wonder crossing his features.

Suddenly the door to the room slammed open, and both benders inside snapped their heads up to gape at the intruders. Iroh and Toph stood in the doorway, the young earthbender peering from behind the Fire Nation Generals round torso, a surprisingly intense look on her face. Katara noticed the looks on their faces as they peeked into the small space, and she hastily withdrew her palm from Zuko's face.

"Toph and I were just coming to tell you that it is time for dinner," announced Iroh merrily. Then he threw the two teenagers a quizzical look. "You're healing session was taking an unusually long time today."

Katara and Zuko both glanced at each other, blinked, and then back again at the two forms in the doorway. Katara took a few small steps backward, distancing herself from Zuko and gathering herself within a more comfortable radius. Zuko looked back towards the old man in the doorway.

"We were just finishing, Uncle," the firebender explained rationally, and without a second glance at Katara, Zuko slipped past her towards the exit.. "Do you need me to help you with anything?"

Zuko seemed to have remained unscathed by the sudden intrusion, but Katara stood dumbly in the same spot, grasping her hands together in front of her heart. Toph walked in, her eyebrows lowered in suspicion.

"Are you okay?" The earthbender asked. The manner of the question was overshadowed by her condescending tone.

Katara adopted a defensive glare. "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

Toph paused in front of her, raising one eyebrow quizzically. Then, suddenly, the earthbender bent down her tiny frame and placed her hand down on the stone floor. "I can feel your heart racing," she said matter-of-factly. "Something is wrong."

"What?" The waterbender was confused.

"Listen, you already know that I can see through vibrations in the ground," Toph sighed dramatically. "The human body is no different. It vibrates with every heartbeat and every breath, and I could feel it through the stone floor as I passed by the room just a few minutes ago. That's why I came and brought Iroh."

"What did you think we were doing in here?" The waterbender challenged..

"What were you doing?"

"We—we were just trying a new technique for healing." Katara's voice sputtered as she lied, but she stood steadfastly and crossed her arms stubbornly.

"Oh, really—what technique is that?" The tiny green-clad girl scoffed, planting her hands on her hips. "The kissy-face technique?"

The waterbender's jaw dropped in astonishment. "Toph! Do you actually think that Zuko and I—were in here—doing that? That's crazy!"

"Hey—I've only been with you guys a few weeks, and I've already seen enough crazy things to believe almost anything. Oh, and I should tell you in advance—I can also feel the physical reaction when people lie, so don't try that either." Toph smirked proudly.

Katara bit her lip in frustration, and then sighed heavily as she allowed some part of the truth to slip out. "Well, you're still wrong. Zuko and I were not—kissing—we were having an argument."

"What, did you guys break up?" replied the earthbender teasingly.

Katara growled under her breath. "Toph—you've got it all wrong! Listen, we were arguing, because I'm trying to get him to trust me without fearing it—and he was resisting my healing techniques—but I was trying to help him—and it was just confusing!"

"So you didn't make kissy-face with Zuko?"

"No!"

"Okay, good." Toph said, and then tilted her head back towards the waterbender. "But then why all the fluttering heartbeats?"

Katara searched her feelings in vain, her blue eyes floating up towards the ceiling, then descending again towards the floor. She bit her lip nervously. "I don't know," she finally admitted. "Zuko said something about our energies mixing during healing sessions, and how it's messing with his mind—maybe the same thing is happening to me."

"Oh. Weird."

Without another word, Toph rolled her sightless eyes and turned towards the door, stomping her way out into the afternoon sunlight. After a moment's hesitation, Katara chased after the earthbender, questions eager to spill from her lips.

"Toph," she pleaded quietly. "You're not going to tell anyone, right? I'm not sure what's going on between Zuko and I, but I know I can't figure it out if Sokka or Aang are breathing down my neck the entire time."

The other girl paused for a moment and regarded her friend. Then Toph sighed heavily. "Alright," she groaned. "I'll keep my mouth shut—but for a price."

"What's that?" Katara inquired suspiciously.

"How's not having to do my chores for as long as this goes on?" The earthbender grinned, delighted by the thought.

Katara frowned; this was typical of Toph. "Fine," she reluctantly agreed. "I'll do your chores for the time being."

"Sweet!" The little earthbender celebrated, pumping her fists in the air. Toph then bounced away, in the direction of the campsite, with Katara watching after her spitefully.

"Oh, and Katara?" Toph spun around, one finger stretched towards the sky.

Katara sighed. "Yes, Toph?"

"That little thing that going on between you and Zuko? That's called a crush. Just thought I'd let you." The tiny earthbending girl shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, adopted a devious smile, and then happily trotted off—leaving a gawking, shocked Katara in her wake.


PERSONAL THING:

I realized just now that my entire fanfiction is composed of healing sessions. Is that bad? I don't know, but that's how my story is evolving…so I hope you liked. Now—finally—the warm fuzzies are flowing between Zuko and Katara! Yayness! Warm fuzzies for everyone!

Ell25: I know! Actually, it seems that my whole story is being constructed out of healing sessions! But I'm glad you like it. I'm trying to develop the characters as best I can, and stay loyal to their portrayals in the show. Thanks for all your compliments!

Pepipanda: Yay! I loved your long review! Thanks for all your positive comments on the different parts of the last chapter—I'd love to see a similar review of this chapter too! I'm glad you liked the conversation at the end about trust, because it's expanded in this chapter. You'll see now that Katara and Zuko have established in an initial trust with each other, but they're wary of their feelings and unsure of what to do next. I hope you liked it! Thanks for all of your great compliments; I am so inspired by them! Thanks again!

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Anawey: I'm so glad you liked the interaction between Zuko and Katara in the last chapter. I hope you liked their interactions here just as much. And I'm not sure how breaking through the chakra hurts Zuko—but it does somehow. I'll figure out how to fix Zuko in future chapters! Thanks for all your continued support and compliments!

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ML7: Thanks for another warm welcome back, ML7! Boy, I'm sure grateful that I have you as a reviewer. I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I'm hoping you'll have similar feelings for this one. Katara and Zuko will definitely be doing more exploring—not necessarily their chi though—emotional stuff and all that jazz. Thanks again for your continued support!

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Chrystal Inferno: LOL! I loved your last review! Go ahead, say it—their spiritual energies mingling can be seen as an allegory for sex! I didn't even realize that! Well, you're in luck, because there's a whole lot more of that energy mixing mumbo-jumbo being discussed in this chapter. I hope it entertains you!

Dude! I know! All that Zutara foreshadowing and nothing happened! I mean, I know that Aang is the main character so it made the most sense for the beautiful girl to fall for him, but in my opinion—Katara falling for Zuko makes a much better story, because their characters contrast and yet compliment each other. I always thought an understanding; caring girlfriend was what Zuko needed. I was very sad at the end when it didn't happen.

However, you and me do have a little official comfort. The Kataang fans can celebrate all they want—but we have the fact that Zuko would have given his life to save Katara! That's love people! So…I'm rambling, but thanks for listening and prompting my blabbering! Need to share my thoughts once and a while. I'm glad you liked my character development and their SECK-CHOO-AL TEN-SHUN!! Thanks again!

Saranha de Angelo: Thanks for your kind compliments! I'm glad you liked my character development, I try to keep it as close to the actual characters as possible! I'm actually writing a post-finale story, but I'm not posting it until I have a few more chapters finished. If you've been reading more post-finale fics, can you suggest to me some good ones you've found? Because I'm having a really hard time finding one that I like! Thanks very much for your review, I appreciated it very much! Thanks again!

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Princess-charly: You're right, the fourth chakra deals with love and grief, and right now I think Zuko's feeling the grief part. You're theory may be right…but you'll have to keep reading to find out! Thanks for your wonderful review!

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