Modern Day Zutara fic. I am a HUGE fan of the Broadway play and, after seeing AlisiaChristopher of Deviantart, all I could think of was…Katara Christine, Zuko Phantom.

So I wrote this. It's not a crossover, but you probably need to have seen the play or at least know the story to understand this one. Read a book people!

The Phantom of the Opera

The light shown on the white mask as the stage lights dimmed. The audience's attention was focused completely on the white shield the Phantom had left behind. The music heightened…then began to fade away just as the single ray of light turned off.

The audience was silent for a brief second before exploding with applause. Each row stood up and screamed their praises, whistling, cheering, begging for more.

However, two young people in the crowd remained seated. Zuko and Katara did not applaud, or even clap their hands. Both had gone with their school to see the play, pretending that it was date, and were in a wonderful mood when they arrived. But now they looked nervous, as if they had regretted even coming.

They remained quiet, even after the performers finished bowing. When their class got up, they moved slowly, trailing behind the group. They didn't look at each other.

A few of the students bought some souvenirs, but most ran straight to the school bus, eager to beat the Broadway traffic.

"Is everyone here?! Is anyone missing their partner?" Mr. Pakku asked, but no one responded, so he gave the driver the order to start moving.

Zuko and Katara sat in the back of the bus. They made each other laugh on the way to New York City, but they were uncomfortably quiet now. They glanced at each other, but still refused to say anything.

Finally, Zuko opened his mouth. "Katara…" Katara looked at him. "…that's not going to happen to us, right?"

"No, of course not." Katara felt relief wash over her.

"Good."

"Yeah. It was silly to…"

"I know."

"Besides, your scar is on the other side of your face."

"Yeah, and you can't sing…" Zuko stopped mid-sentence. "…can't sing…without sounding like an angel."

"…okay. You're off the hook for that one." Katara smiled at him again.

Just as she was about to grab his hand, a familiar, jealous kid stopped her.

"Hey!" Aang yelled at them. "Look what I bought." Aang showed the two upperclassmen his novelty Phantom mask, holding it over his face. Aang handed it to Zuko "Here Scarface. It'll probably look better on you."

Zuko snarled at Aang and the freshman ran.