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This chapter is in Zuko's POV and is based on Time of our life from the movie Dirty Dancing.

Whenever I'm with Katara, I always feel like life is perfect. For fear of sounding whipped, not that I give a rat's ass about what other guys think of my relationship with Katara. They are just jealous, because she is flawless. I love her.

I've been taking dance classes for the past few weeks. And let's face it. I am not the best dancer in the world. But Katara loves the movie Dirty Dancing and I just wanted to recreate that moment. I plan to propose to her soon. Before I left our apartment that we share with Sokka, Suki, Aang and Toph, I left a note for her on our bed. And then I placed assorted notes around the apartment. I just hope that this works out. I put so much thought and effort into it for the last few weeks that I have barely had any time for anything else. I really tried to perfect the dance.

Say what you want about me, but when I have a goal in mind, I don't give up and I don't complain. I keep my thoughts beneath my usually fiery surface. Glancing in the mirror, which lines one entire wall, I see myself like I have never seen myself before. All through my teenage years, my scar was the cause of my problems. Imagine everywhere you went, you hear vicious whispers the minute you step into the room. It isn't exactly a self-esteem booster, but now my self-esteem is at a healthy level and I finally think that I look attractive. Quite the achievement I know.

Suddenly, I hear voices outside the dance room. I lean against the dance bar and try to look attractive. I decided to forgo my t-shirt a little while ago, mostly because I was sweating like never before. My nerves are terrible right now and I can't seem to relax. This better work out! I asked Suki and a few others what she thought. And I wasn't expecting her reaction. Her eyes shining like marbles (curious phrase, that.), she looked like she was about to swoon. And Suki doesn't swoon easily. I mean, she is skilled in many different forms of martial arts. She is tough through and through. At the start, I couldn't believe that my best friend Sokka was going out with her. I mean, he was known to be quite against the idea of women having careers outside out of the home, which was something Katara truly detested. But then Sokka slowly began to fall more and more in love with Suki. She was the best thing that ever happened to him, to be perfectly honest with him. He couldn't ask for better.

And now, I just hope that Suki's reaction stands for all women, if their boyfriend was preparing a dance for them.

And Katara bursts into the room like a vengeful angel.

"Those men out there? Yeah, they are complete assholes! They were commenting about me! Unbelievable! I am not even going to tell you what they said."

With her beautiful chocolate brown hair falling around her shoulders, and her ocean blues sparkling in the bright light, I couldn't help but kiss her passionately. My lips gently pressed against hers and then I pulled back. If I continue to kiss her, I won't be able to dance because I will be so entranced by her beauty.

Instead, my voice lowers considerably (and it is already considerably low to begin with), with the pent up anger inside of me.

"What did they say about you? And I will kick their asses!"

Katara smiles and my heart leaps inside my chest. I can say that because I don't doubt my manliness. It's manly to admit that you love your girlfriend. It's manly to admit that you love spending time with your girlfriend. Anyone who says otherwise is a jackass.

"Zuko, there is no need! I kicked their asses. That's what took me so long."

In that moment, I find it increasingly difficult to restrain myself because I am so proud of her and I gently kiss her soft lips once more.

"So what did you want to show me?"

My smile spreads like wildfire once more across my face. And then I turn the music on. I take Katara's hand and the dance begins. Katara has seen the movie so much times that she knows the whole routine. When I glance at her perfect face, I am welcomed with the look of amazement in her eyes.

The last few notes of the song are the sweet reminder of what is to come. I am going to propose to her. I take the small, white box out of my pocket and if possible, Katara's eyes continue to widen. Before the words even come out of my mouth, she begins to jump with joy.

"Of course, Zuko. Of course, I will marry you! You are just too perfect for words!"

"Katara, will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

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