Authors note: Katara goes out with Souza and we see a very strange ending…

Chapter Eight

A Date

Ring-Ring!

"I got it!" screamed Katara as she put on her high heels and rushed to the door.

She opened the door in a composed manner, smiling at the chocolate haired Souza.

"Hey," Katara answered.

"Hey," Souza answered with a smile, "You look…very pretty."

Katara looked down at her pink miniskirt with silver heels and grinned

"Thanks…so how are we getting to this "pizzeria" or whatever?"

"My dad lent me his car."

"You're kidding?"

"Yeah, I am. I have my own car, a convertible."

"…You're kidding?"

"Actually, I'm not," he said as he pointed to the car, parked in the street.

Katara gave low screech of joy as she saw the car.

"I can't believe this," she said, getting into it slowly, "This is so cool!"

Souza gave a little laugh as he started the car and put it in drive. The car ride there seemed all like a blur to Katara who could barely contain herself. Though she had a hard time admitting it this was her first date.

"Well, we're here, "The Infamous Pizzeria", you got to love it," Souza remarked as he went around the car and opened Katara's door.

"Is the pizza, actually good…?" she asked nervously.

"Oh of course…I wouldn't have brought you here if you weren't going to like it."

Katara blushed lightly as the two walked into the pizza parlor and took a seat near the back.

"So what kind of pizza toppings do you prefer?" Souza asked Katara, across from him.

"Well my all time favorite is mushrooms but secretly…I like pineapples."

Souza shook his head with a smile, "I'm not that daring. I just go with the classic pepperoni."

"Yeah well, if you just-"

Katara stopped talking suddenly though when the waiter came. She gasped suddenly though when she saw who it was.

"Zuko?" she said.

The waiter gave the guest a short smirk but turned back to Souza.

"May I take your order?" he muttered.

"Yeah, we would like a half pepperoni half…pineapple."

Souza beamed at Katara who just stared into her lap.

"Will that be all?" the waiter said.

"Uh…two colas and I think that's good."

"Alright…"

The waiter gave Katara a look before walking away from the table.

"So…did you know that guy? You called him Zuko."

"Oh that, sorry, didn't even notice. Um… do you mind, I have to go to the restroom."

"No problem. I just look for a dessert we can devour."

Katara giggled slightly as she pretended to walk to the lady's room. She then slowly went over to the counter and whispered to Zuko.

"Hey, Zuko…Zuko!"

The waiter looked up at Katara and rolled his eyes as he walked over to her.

"What do you want?" he asked in an irritated voice.

"What are you doing here?"

"I work here, what did you think?

"But you were at your uncles house, how did you-"

"I work an evening shift, I need some extra cash. But I was wondering more of why you are here."

"…I'm on a date."

"Oh…well then I wouldn't want ruin it."

Zuko mumbled some unknown words under his breath as he started back to the kitchen of the pizzeria.

"Well bye," Katara called

"Whatever…" was all that was returned.

Katara frowned sadly as she walked back to her table.

"I thought we would get the triple fudge brownie, what do you think?" Souza asked.

"That's fine…"

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah…I guess," Katara said as she slumped down in her seat.

"Do you want to go home?"

"Oh no, I'm alright."

Everything, or so you could, say went okay for the rest of the night. Zuko did waiter and Katara did look away every time he came. Why she felt bad about it she did not know. It was just an awkward date to say the least.

The ride back home was quiet, just like the way that had come, and Katara was more saddened the nervous. She thanked Souza for the ride and his time as she opened the door herself and walked up to her house, surprisingly followed by Souza.

"Are you sure you are okay? You seem really sad."

"It's nothing, really, I had a fun time."

Souza shrugged but smiled anyway.

"Well, I hope we can do it again."

"Yeah," Katara replied, "Me too."

Souza just stood nervously on the porch, of no idea what to do.

"Well…bye," he murmured as he quickly kissed Katara on the cheek.

He then ran back to his convertible and drove off as fast as possible.

Katara touched her cheek slightly as she slowly opened the door to her house. She wanted it to be the best night of her life but somehow, something, wasn't right.

"Why do I feel bad? I've only seen Zuko once…and yet…uh! Nothing is making sense."

Katara groaned as she picked up her cell phone, to call Ty Lee, the only sense there seemed to be.

Authors note: Very sad for Souza but hey, this is Zutara. Anyway, please, please, please review.