A/N: This is just a tiny little chapter featuring my attempt at Iroh. Merry Christmas! The next two chapters will be a day in Ba Sing Se (one for Zuko and one for Katara). Much like the episode called 'The Tales of Ba Sing Se' ? I think that's what it's called. So yes, look forward to that and enjoy the fluff and the little bit of Iroh.

Katara woke up with her arm around a warm fire bender and a smile on her face. Last night had been one of the best nights of her entire life. At this moment she fully intended to tell Zuko that she was falling in love with him at the end of the trip. Katara kissed the young Fire Lord and he woke slowly.

"Hm, Katara?" Zuko asked like he was confused.

"Who else could it be?" Katara giggled.

"I thought it was all a dream," he chucked, and Katara laughed with him and gave him a light kiss.

"Nope," Katara chirped.

Zuko pulled her into his arms and get a wet, sloppy morning kiss.

"I have Zuko slobber all over my face now!" Katara pretended to be annoyed.

"What will Aang think?" Zuko asked, acting worried. Even the mention of Aang didn't bring them down from their giddy high. They laughed and went on pretending like this, until finally the door burst open.

"Katara! It's time for -" Iroh said, but stopped mid-sentence when he saw his nephew lying in Katara's bed half naked. But he was only silent for a moment.

"Zuko! Never would I have thought you to be one to defile and dishonor a woman in such a way! And Katara, no less!"

"Uncle, I can explain!" Zuko started, but Iroh wouldn't have any of his excuses. Besides, what excuses could he give? Katara was having nightmares so he took off his shirt and slept in her bed with her?

"No, Zuko! Get up! We are going out! My apologies Miss Katara," Iroh finished, cooling down now.

Zuko jumped up and grabbed his shirt and pulled it on while he was walking out the door. He shot an apologetic look back at Katara, who hadn't said a word since Iroh burst in on them. Her eyes were still wide in shock, and her pretty face was colored red from embarrassment.

His Uncle led him into the kitchen, which was fortunately far enough from Katara's room so that normal people couldn't have heard what just went on there. But Toph had, and he knew it as soon as she gave him a raised eyebrow and a chuckle. Zuko knew he would have a conversation with Toph later about all that had happened last night, and the plan he had formed.

"The tea is ready now, you just have to pour it. Zuko and I will be back shortly," Uncle said cheerily. He was back to his normal self, which made Zuko feel terrible. He knew Uncle thought so much less of him now, and he couldn't stand disappointing him yet again.

As soon as they were out the door of the tea shop Uncle said to him, "So, Fire Lord, what is it you were doing in Miss Katara's room so early in the morning?"

Zuko sighed, leaned against the wall of the tea shop, and sank down so his head was resting on his knees. He was going to have to tell Uncle, there was no other way to explain it. The excuses he'd been trying to come up with since stepping foot outside Katara's bedroom were ridiculous, and Iroh was no fool.

"I think I love her, Uncle," Zuko said simply. Iroh was no longer angry, and so sat down next to his nephew.

"I see. You know Zuko, you have a very complicated heritage," Uncle started, but Zuko interrupted him.

"I know, Uncle. Avatar Roku and Fire Lord Sozin were my great-grandfathers. I have good and bad in me, right and wrong. The good finally won out," Zuko said.

"Yes," Uncle agreed, "it did."

"What does this have to do with Katara?" Zuko asked, remembering the real reason they were out there.

"In my opinion, Miss Katara brings out the very best in you. I believe she is one of the reasons you joined the Avatar's group, am I right?" Iroh grinned when Zuko nodded.

"But what about Aang? He loves her, too, and Katara doesn't want to let him down. How do I compete with the Avatar?"

"Ah, young Aang. I do not know and could not guess if he truly does love Katara. Maybe he does, but not in quite the same way as we would all expect. You must be sure to let Katara choose for herself," Iroh finished, and then added, "Or maybe with a little persuasion!" Uncle laughed at his little joke and Zuko smiled. "Perhaps we should return to the kitchen now, for our morning tea!"