I do not own Avatar the Last Air bender.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Dear Dairy,

Mom and Dad had a huge fight, and I know it was about me. Mom says it isn't and it is just too complicated to explain, but I can tell she was lying, and the fact that Dad hit me so hard that I was knocked out for a few hours kind of proved it. I have to stop writing I am feeling dizzy from dad's blow. Goodbye.

"This is way too depressing for me," Katara groaned.

"What else would you expect from a Fire Nation book?" Sokka said standing in the doorway to her room.

Katara franticly began to search for a place to hide the Stone Princes Diary.

"Why are you trying to hide that book?" Sokka asked.

"Some weird Fire Nation rule says that only a bride to be is allowed to read this book," Katara lied nervously.

"Since when did obey Fire Nation rules?" Sokka asked weirded out. "Why are there pillows all over your room?"

"See you later Sokka," she said pushing him out the door.

When Sokka was finally out the door Katara sat down and tried to find the place she was at when her brother came in.

Then Azula decided to interrupt Kataras reading.

"Hello Katara how are you doing?" Azula asked in a pleasant manner.

"Not much. I'm just reading," Katara said while hiding the book at the same time.

"Oh. Well don't let me interrupt. I just have a gift that I want to give to you," Azula said holding out a gift box. It was midnight blue and had wrapped in a bow silver ribbons.

"Thanks," Katara said warmly.

Then she began to undo the ribbons on the box, and opens the box. There was a bag of assorted treats inside it. But there was mostly an odd kind of pretzel made of crushed sesame and little bits of papaya. These treats looked nauseous and revolting, and smelled like it too.

"I hope you enjoy them," Azula said smiling with warmth.

"I hope that these taste better than they look or smell," Katara mumbled to herself as soon as Azula was out of hearing range..

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"I have set the trap just like you commanded me to," Azula told to her father. "But I don't see the point in doing this."

"Zukos hospitalization is a far easier way to start a new war," the Fire Lord explained. "When he dies the Water Tribe Wench will be blamed for it. It will be much faster than if we did it the way we originally planed."

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Iroh visited Zuko in the infirmary.

Zuko would wake up fine now and then, but soon afterwards he would have an after attack. They were just as dangerous as the first attack, and possibly more.

"Prince Zuko it's time for tea!" Iroh cheerfully announced.

"Why tea? Isn't breakfast, lunch, dinner and Pai-sho time enough," Zuko said in a tired and nasally voice.

"Zuko are getting tired of me?" Iroh asked sounding hurt.

"You should have other things to do other than take care of me Uncle," Zuko explained.

"That is no concern of yours," Iroh said firmly.

"You are in denial. The fact that I might not make it is still very real. You shouldn't put yourself through this," Zuko said cautiously.

"You will not! I repeat NOT! Speak like that!" Iroh yelled. Then his voice softened. "You are a survivor. I know you will make it."

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

That is it for today. Thank you to PearlBlue5 for your many kind reviews.

I have a confession that most Zutarains would never admit too if five people review nicely. I wall post it nicely.