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Chapter 11

To the Point of Contravention

Katara lay on her bed later that night, the scenes in her head playing over and over again. Everything felt so right and wrong at the same time. She was with Zuko, he was going to kiss her, and she was willing. But the face of Aang flashed before her; he was still her boyfriend. She still loved him, right? Her head felt like the Tilt-O-Whirl and her brain was going to throw up any second now. These were some of the things that she had to sleep on...

Katara sat on the stairs leading to the garden as she read one of her all time favourite books.

"Guess who?" Soft hands, gentle voice, and the smell of fresh autumn wind surrounding the two. Katara quickly spun around to meet the gaze of two grey eyes filled with warmth.

"Aang!" Katara cried out as she leaped to hug him. They both tumbled down, the girl still clinging closely to him.

"I've missed you too Katara," Aang said as he helped her to her feet.

"Aang...did you get taller?" Katara asked as she looked at him. Since the last time she saw him, they were about the same height, but now Katara was barely reaching his chin. His eyes were still full of youth and vigour, his childish face still shone. He slung his back pack on one shoulder, dusting off his torn Khakis' and weary jacket.

"I don't feel any different, but you still look great," Aang smiled, ruffling his shaggy dark hair.

Katara smiled at the sight of Aang and his hair, "I like your hair," Katara commented. Aang chuckled sheepishly.

In another room, very far and high from where Aang and Katara chattered at, Zuko was spying at them with his binoculars once again.

"Spying again, Zuzu?" Azula drawled as crept up from behind.

"Fuck off," Zuko spat.

"Someone seems in a bad mood today. Things not go well last night with Mrs. Jesus?"

"Everything was fine, but seems like Aang," Zuko pronounced his name venomously, "is here."

"The fag?" Azula asked, examining her nails.

"The one and only,"

"Let me take a look," She said as she snatched the object from Zuko, eyeing at the two. "Hm...Not bad, though he's not my type," she tossed the binoculars haphazardly back to Zuko as she took a seat by the window. "What's your plan now?"

"I'm working on it," Zuko sat the things down as he got his coat and left, Azula hot on his heels.

"You know with Sokka being Sokka and eating whatever he saw, Toph and I had to-" Aang's tale was cut short as he saw a man about four years older than him with long brown hair and golden eyes walking towards them, another lady about the guys' age walking in tow.

"After noon, Katara, and who might this be?" Zuko asked dumbly as his head tilted to Aang.

"Oh right, Aang, this is Zuko and...?"

"Azula, nice to meet you," she announced as she shook Aang's and Katara's hand.

"Nice to meet you all!" Aang shook everyone's with eagerness.

"So Aang, do you have a place to stay?" Katara asked as she and he wandered through the halls.

"Yup! I'm gonna be staying with Sokka and Toph in an apartment for a while."

"That's great..." Katara murmured; her eyes distant.

"Katara, what's wrong?" Aang asked with concern.

"It's nothing, really."

"It's that Zuko guy, isn't it?!" He demanded.

"No! It's alright!" Katara pleaded, gripping onto Aangs' hand.

"Alright..." He said as he glared at Zuko, who was passing by, flashing an innocent smile their way, especially at Katara.

"Hello?" Azula answered as she picked up the phone.

"Hi Azula! It's Ty Lee!"

"Hello Ty Lee," Azula said indifferent.

"Chan's invited me to his beach house this week and there's going to be a party and lots of people I don't know and I don't want to be alone. Can you come with me, please??" Ty Lee begged like a child. A devious smirk appeared on Azula's face as a plan slowly was slowly being constructed in her head.

"Would you mind if I bring a few people along?"

"You should be on your hands and feet, bowing to me right now Zuko," Azula suddenly appeared by Zuko's door, sauntering towards him.

"Oh pray tell, young maiden," He said sarcastically.

"You and what's-her-face and her boyfriend are going with Ty Lee and me to Chan's beach house this weekend."

"Why would I want to go there?" Zuko asked, frankly annoyed.

"Because I'm going to help you get rid of Aang and destroy Ty Lee all at once."

"Seriously, why are you doing this?"

"Let's just say I'm going to have a bit of fun, and this should make our little bet more interesting,"

Zuko gave Azula a suspicious look, glaring hard at her. As Azula turned to leave, she turned, sending a message his way, "Oh yes, don't forget to bring that Hahn fellow with you,"

"Where's Aang?" Zuko asked as he walked towards Katara under the blooming tree.

"He's back at the apartment but he'll be coming back soon so don't try anything," Katara hissed.

"Yea... about last night," Zuko deliberately slowed down, trying to come up with an apology as soon as he could. "I...er, didn't mean to get carried away last night. But this feeling...you've rubbed off on me and now I'm stuck to you! No matter what, you're all I can think about!" Zuko shouted as he tossing his hands freely everywhere.

"I don't believe that for a second! And in case you can't seem to remember, Aang and I are together. I only think of you as a friend." Katara bellowed back.

"Katara, please..." He advanced one step.

"NO!" She screamed as she pushed him back.

"Please!" Zuko pleaded, a hand extended out to her.

"Stay back!"

"Kat..."

"Why don't you just listen to her, instead?!" A new voice boomed from behind the girl. A fist suddenly collided with Zuko's jaw. The pursuer fell back, a small amount of blood trickled from his torn lip. He snarled as he attempted to fight back. Azula's hands wrapping around Zuko's arms, forcing all her strength to hold him back. In the back, Katara watched terrified, her eyes were wida as she covered her face from the scene.

"Zuko! What're you doing?!" She shouted, holding him in a tight grip. He jerked his arm away as he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand.

"Nothing, I'll be out of here by tomorrow," he announced as he stomped away.

Knock, knock

"Zuko, may I come in?" a muffled voice asked on the other side of the door.

"Whatever,"

Katara stepped in, an empathetic aura covering her. "Are you serious about leaving?" she asked after their awkward silent starring contest.

"No, I'm packing all of my stuff because I want to run them over with a car." Zuko said sarcastically.

Big breath in, big breath out. "I'm sorry that Aang punched you so hard, but you shouldn't have forced yourself on me." Katara said, choosing every word carefully.

"But you're not sorry he punched me?" Zuko suggested, getting more upset by the moment.

"Hey! You were kind of asking for it!"

Dead silence again. "You're right,"

"Look, I don't want us ending on bad terms, but Azula wants you...us to go with her to some beach house party. So please, will you come? Please?" Katara placed on her best puppy face, lip pouting. Zuko let up, only by an inch.

"Fine..." he grudgingly said.

"Yay!" Katara ran up to hug him only for a short while though it felt like forever with him.

A/N: It started off pretty decent in the beginning, but later...blah...in the end. This chapter's not as good as the others because I needed a climax but couldn't think of one and ended up with...well, you get the idea. Next chapter takes place on the beach. I want some fun in there, so suggestions are useful. Then Azula's plan will take effect.

Please review. Thank you.