Author's Note: Is it really the 24th? Wow, meant to post this earlier. Sorry for the delay.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I'm pretty sure I still don't own anything.

To Avii: Twilight is a book about this girl who falls in love with a teenage vampire named Edward Cullen and it's sort of a joke that every girl who reads the book also falls in love with Edward (not entirely true though, since I know of a few girls who didn't).

Milo had finally gotten his wish. He was riding a sky bison. However, he was too busy concentrating on not emptying the contents of his stomach to enjoy it.

"Um… Milo?" Fred asked, "Are you sure you'll be all right?"

"I think so," Milo moaned, "I guess flying just doesn't agree with me… But just in case… Fred?"

"Yeah?"

"… Never mind, flying just doesn't agree with me."

Zuko gave a little smirk as Jet grimaced, although no one could really deduce why.

"Finally! Somebody agrees with me!" Toph exclaimed, grinning, and hugged Milo tightly.

"Toph… You aren't helping," Milo groaned.

"Hey, guys!" Aang chimed in, "Appa's getting tired. Too many people, I guess… We'll have to land." Appa roared and began to descend.

"I think we might need more provisions," Katara suggested, according to plan, "I'll go into town. Does anyone want to come with me?"

"I will," Zuko volunteered, also according to plan.

"So will I," Aang offered, not according to plan.

"That's all right, Aang," Katara declined, "Zuko and I can handle it."

"Oh… Right," Aang nodded, looking crestfallen, as Appa touched down. Zuko and Katara dismounted and left the others to unpack.

After he knew they were out of earshot, Zuko grimaced, "Are you sure that lying was the best thing to do?"

"Unfortunately, yes," Katara sighed, "It's the only way we could possibly be alone. Aang and Sokka would panic if they knew about this. And they won't find out, I promise. So… Do you know what people do on dates? I honestly haven't ever…"

"I've been on about… three," Zuko shrugged, "You go somewhere. You talk. Maybe you eat. That's about it."

"Oh…" Katara frowned, "This'll just be one long awkward silence, won't it?"

"Probably," Zuko sighed, "But who knows?"

Zuko and Katara found a small shack of a restaurant. It looked fine from the outside. So they agreed to eat there, only to discover that their first impressions were entirely wrong. They sat on stiff wooden stools in a shadowy corner of the seedy bar they had so foolishly chosen, wondering when the last time was that their table had been cleaned, if ever. Katara shifted about uncomfortably and stared at the ceiling in an attempt to avoid making eye contact with two men at the bar who she could feel eyeing her lecherously.

"Is this normal for a date?" Katara whispered urgently, finally giving in and casting a quick glance over her shoulder. One of the men smirked and Katara's gaze returned to the ceiling.

"Not that I know of," Zuko was on edge as well. He lowered his voice to a whisper, "Don't worry. If anyone here tries anything, I'll protect you."

"I can protect myself," Katara said, "But thanks for the offer."

"Ay! You two kids over there!" the barkeep shouted, "Whaddya want?!"

"On second thought, we're leaving now," Zuko stood and began to leave. Katara mouthed "Thank you" and quickly followed.

One of the two men who had been ogling Katara snorted as she passed him. She made no response. A third man with long black hair, brown eyes, and thin scars crossing his tan face at the bar slid out of his barstool and blocked the door.

"Well, well mister," he whistled at Zuko, "You goin' somewhere?"

"Yeah, away from here," Zuko grunted, "Now out of my way!" He shoved the man aside and opened the door for Katara, hoping she wouldn't take the poor choice of dining establishment as an omen. The other man smirked as he watched Zuko and Katara leave.

"That was freaky," Zuko muttered, "Sorry, let's look for somewhere else."

No place presented itself immediately. Both Zuko and Katara wondered if perhaps they should have agreed on the next next town.

"Maybe we should just get the groceries and run?" Katara suggested, "We could try this some other time."

Zuko would have agreed. He honestly would have. But he was distracted at that moment by a wall filled with wanted posters. He ran to it and tore one down, staring at it.

"What is it?" Katara asked before she saw who it was for. Mai. Wanted alive. She gasped.

"Looks like Azula doesn't forgive easily. Not like we didn't already know that," Zuko pocketed the poster, "Mai should see this."

"So you've got friends? Prince Zuko?" a voice made Zuko and Katara start. It was the scarred man from the bar. "Don't think I didn't recognize you." He pulled out a wanted poster with Zuko's picture on it, "A bounty hunter is always looking for his mark, and your scar makes you easy. So getting the reward should be simple. I just need to take you down. Of course, if we fight, your little girlfriend might get hurt." Katara harrumphed.

"Look," Zuko whispered to her, "You should run. This guy already knows who I am. If you waterbend-"

It was too late. Katara had already frozen the bounty hunter to the wall of the opposite building.

"Nobody saw," Katara shrugged sheepishly.

Zuko hesitantly nodded in agreement.

Back at camp, Aang was worried again.

"Katara and Zuko have been gone awhile, haven't they?" he shifted around uncomfortably.

"I'm sure Sugar Queen and Hothead'll be fine," Toph sighed, "They can handle themselves."

"Hothead?" Jet tilted his head skeptically.

"Yeah, y'know, Hothead. It's my new nickname for Zuko," Toph explained.

"Hmm… Hothead…" Jet repeated thoughtfully, "Calling him that would probably drive Zuko insane… I like it."

"Well, I'm going into town," Aang stood, "I'm sure Katara and Zuko won't mind."

"Well, this is a lot better," Katara remarked. She and Zuko sat in a patio restaurant that they found after about an hour of hungry searching.

"So… Now what?" Zuko asked.

"Um… So… It's Lee, right?" Katara said, "What do you… uh… like to do?"

"Not much…" Zuko sighed, "I… didn't exactly have a normal childhood, if you remember. And you?"

"I tend to be busy acting like a mom to… well, you know. I just mainly practice my bending and look after everyone else."

"Great. Neither of us have lives. At least we have that in common."

"Well, hopefully we will someday," Katara laughed a bit.

"Who knows?" Zuko was glad that he had said something that amused Katara and felt that he could be on a roll, "Maybe we'll have a life together someday!"

Katara stopped laughing instantly. Apparently, bringing up marriage on a first date was a big don't.

"What was that?" Katara asked, unsure that she had heard correctly. Had Zuko really just suggested…? Not that she was necessarily opposed to the idea, but…

"Um… Nothing," Zuko did his best to return to his usual, stoic self.

"Well," Katara knew better, but pretended to believe Zuko anyway, "I… um… uh… Wow." She shook her head, "It's been so long since I've talked about something that wasn't the war…"

"It feels like it's been forever since I've talked about the war," Zuko sighed, "I was… well, you know. Uncle and I have been out of it for awhile. How…" He looked around, "I'll ask later."

"Oh, I've been meaning to ask you," Katara said, "I know you and..."

"Uncle Mushi," Zuko prompted, "And Sayo, Zhuo, and Ginta."

"Right," Katara continued, "Well, I know you told me about that place, but it was just the facts. What was it… really like?"

"Do you know what homecoming is?" Zuko asked. Katara answered in the negative, setting the stage for Zuko's tale.

"Found them!" Aang grinned as he spotted Zuko and Katara at the table. Sokka and Jet were with him.

"They don't look like they're in trouble," Jet observed, "Actually, the exact opposite."

Aang saw Katara laugh at something Zuko had said. A dark look crossed his face.

"She's getting awfully close to Angry Jerk," Sokka remarked distrustfully.

"Angry Jerk…" Jet thought for a moment, "That's another good one. I think I like Hothead better, though. No offense, Sokka."

But Sokka was too busy running after Aang to make any response.

"Uh… Fred?" Milo decided to give it a second try now that most of the others were in town and Mai was off in the woods getting away from Appa or "that thing that tried to eat me," leaving only Iroh and Toph behind.

"Yeah?" Fred asked.

"…Never mind." Two failures in one day. This seemed excessive. Meanwhile, Toph smiled in amusement.

"What are you two doing?" Aang interrupted as Zuko was getting to the part about the long line of girls asking him to homecoming. Katara was finding Zuko's semi-pain quite humorous.

Sokka stood next to Aang, examining Zuko suspiciously. Jet ran up and looked at Aang and Sokka's expressions to gauge the mood of the situation.

"You fiend!" Jet pointed at Zuko after his assessment, "What are you doing with Katara?!"

"Right, they won't find out, of course," Zuko muttered.

"Well, if you must know," Katara stared at the floor uncomfortably, "Me and Zuko were… on a date."

"WHAT?!" Sokka exploded, "Angry Jerk and my sister?!"

"You mean I crashed your date?" Jet raised an eyebrow, "With apologies to Katara, this is even more fun than I hoped for!"

"Shut up, Jet," Zuko sighed.

"Hey, I just noticed, you're miserable, aren't you?" Jet asked Zuko, "Well… That means that I'm happy!"

"Knock it off, Jet," Zuko groaned again.

Aang stared at his shoes. He wasn't quite sure how to react to this. He thought things had been looking good for him and Katara, but… Come to think of it, Katara had no idea how he felt about her, did she?

"Jet, please," Katara said gently.

"Let's get those groceries and head back to camp," Aang said before storming off.

The bounty hunter awoke. What had just hit him? He realized that he was frozen to the side of a building.

"Well, well, the fire prince's little girlfriend's a waterbender," he observed, "Interesting…" He tried to move, "Crap! She's got trapped pretty good. But I'll get out… And I'll get even."