A/N: I was mean to Katara last time… Guess who's turn it is?
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All around them the battle continued on and the rebels fought against the Fire Nations vast and superior army.
The rain fell from the sky onto the earth like tears falling from heaven. It was like the gods pitied him but did nothing to stop hi anguish. They never did anything to make his life better. The one thing they had given him was this beautiful lively woman and now they were taking her away. After two years they were stealing her just like they had stole his country. Just like they had stolen his mother. Just like all the other things that had made his life good and fun. Now they were taking her from him.
"Katara please, hang on just a little longer. Sokka and Aang went for help, they'll be back soon. Don't give up." He pleaded with the girl in his arms.
She smiled up at him, it was a faint and tired smile that would have hid all the pain she was feeling had it not been for her eyes, they were always true. Always kind. Always an anchor for him to hold onto. No though, now they were filled with pain and sadness. "Zuko, you have to fight." she whispered her voice barely there.
"I'm not leaving you." He said sternly, narrowing his golden eyes.
Iroh looked at his nephew and placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "Zuko they cannot win the battle with out you."
"I don't care!" the boy yelled, glaring at his uncle with so much anger the elder man could feel the heat in his belly. "Let them lose! Let everything be lost! It doesn't matter!"
A cool and shaky hand found it's way to Zuko's scarred cheek. He looked down at the waterbender in his arms and immediately began to calm. She looked pale and weak but still kept her smile. Her eyes were now half lidded and looked extremely tired. "Finish the fight Zuko." she whispered to him, not letting her grip on his face waver.
"I am not leaving you." His voice was weak and choked with emotions he dare not show.
"Iroh will look after me until the fight is finished. Aang and Sokka will be back soon with help. They need you Zuko. Please."
He stared down into he blue eyes. She looked up into his golden ones. The sun was shifting below the horizon slowly and the moon was visible in the high sky. The heavens poured down harder and he kissed her goodbye. She lay in the muddy wet ground and watched him go.
Time did not stop for them, and all around the battle for the world raged on.
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A/N: Wow. That is sad and almost makes little sense. Hmm… Well, that was Zuko's turn to be sad and angsty ven though Katara is the one dying. Well, I hoped you liked it.