Hey guys! Just wanted to say big thanks for all the reviews, the follows, and the favorites! I smile every time I see one and it just drives me to write more and more!

I do need to do a little opinion poll though because I'm torn on how I want this story to go!

Here is the choices- (I'll try not to give too much away!)

Do we want the story to be shorter (maybe 50,000 words), mainly focused on their romance and the hardships with it so we can start a new Zutara story?

Or-

Do we want this to a long story where I bring in a huge worldly crisis and take the attention away from all the sex and the romance for a few chapters?

I thought I knew everything Zuko was capable of by now, but this felt so I couldn't even bring myself to do anything but lay there and take it at this point. This was all him now, I was pudding in his hands.

He finished shortly after, leaning over me and planting small kisses on my spin and rubbing his hands on my back. Pausing for a moment, just holding his chest against my back before letting out a long breath. He slipped on his pants and threw his shirt over his shoulder. I stood and wrapped a towel around myself.

I glanced at him for a moment and did a double take when I saw the large scar in the middle of his chest, I had completely forgotten about it. That day of the comet nearly ten years ago now when I accompanied Zuko in the battle with his sister Azula, he had nearly died that day, he would've if I didn't heal him in the time I could.

The was one of the most frightening moments of my life, seeing Zuko jump in front of the lightening coming directly for me. I could not even comprehend what was happening in those split seconds. Zuko was on the ground dying and I couldn't stop to heal him, he was all I could think about when I was fighting that crazy woman.

I walked over and placed my hand on it gently, it had faded quite a bit due to the extensive healing I did on it over the few days. But it was still there and visible on his pale skin. He frowned and pushed my hand down away from it.

"Sorry for interrupting your shower." He apologized, was he really apologizing for what just happened? I could hardly attempt to contain my laugh as it erupted. His brow furrowed at me for a moment before he too smiled. "Can I stay for a while? Or would you like to be alone." He asked politely. My heart sung at the idea of Zuko and I spending more time together, who knows what would happen.

"Of course you can stay, if you want to sit on the couch I just need to put some clothes on and I'll join you in a minute." I followed him out of the bathroom and he stood in the doorway to the bedroom, watching me intently.

"Don't overdress." He said and walked out of the room. I blushed at the comment and quickly slipped on comfortable pants and my undershirt, if he was going to be shirtless so could I. I stood for a moment in front of the small mirror on the wall.

There was something different about me, though I looked the same, I was glowing. I felt beautiful, and happy. I sighed happily and ran my fingers through my hair in an attempt to tame and make myself more presentable.

Zuko was sitting with his legs cross on the couch looking at the fireplace which he had lit, gazing into the flames. He looked up at me and eyed me head to toe before looking back into the flames. I walked over and sat down cross-legged next to him on the couch and looked into the fire as well.

"It's alive." Zuko said.

"The fire?"

"Yes, it's burning brightly, almost like it's happy."

I looked harder at it, trying to depict and emotion from the flames. My water bender instinct didn't give me much incites in determining how fire feels so I just nodded and agreed with him. "When I'm around fire it usually burns to how I feel." He commented, it was even harder to depict emotion from Zuko sometimes than it was with fire. "I don't feel alive or happy though." My heart sunk, I was over the moon right now and he wasn't happy.

"Why not?" Maybe I was too ugly or inexperienced for him.

"I'm really confused right now, Katara."

"About what?"

"You ask a lot of questions." He looked at me with blank eyes.

"I'm just trying to understand." I shrugged and brought my knees up to rest my chin and arms on, looking back into the flames, offended by his words.

"I know you are," He looked at me a while longer before leaning back to stare up at the ceiling. "I'm just trying to understand what I'm doing right now. I missed you so much, and when I found out you were in this city I got really excited." He sighed. "When I saw you standing in my foyer…" He trailed off, if only he knew how badly I wanted him to continue. "I don't know why these desires and feelings suddenly appeared, I thought having a wife and being the Fire Lord would prevent such distractions."

"It could be an impulse…" I choked out, regretting the words as soon as I said them.

"Katara…" He breathed, shaking his head back in forth. He turned his head to look at me so I turned by body to face him; we locked eyes with each other. "Ever since we met eleven years ago when the pirates were chasing you… when you ran into me and I held you close to me. I've been entranced by your beauty." I was so entranced by him now that I couldn't bring myself to blush at his comment. "Your body…" He chuckled to himself. "So petite, but so strong; and the way your waist curves and your butt fits perfectly in my hands. Your lips are soft and full, your hair is long and dark, your eyes in contrast to your dark skin and hair. You were so exotic to me and so mind numbingly beautiful." He looked straight into my eyes as he said all of this; he meant every word he said. "So it was easy to know I wanted to have sex with you, with all the sexual attraction I felt towards you already." He said matter-of-factly, then sat up straight and turned to me. "But everything else that's going on…" He looked down and away for a moment. I crossed my legs again and leaned forward to him, encouraging him to continue.

"Before you came just a few days ago my life was in a bad place, and that hasn't changed much but somehow I'm happy again. It's like…" Suddenly his eyes were burning into me. "I kind of feel like…" He struggled with what he was trying to say and confusion and discomfort cross his eyes and his brows furrowed.

"You complete me."