Hey people I'm here with a new update I hope you like this chapter I kind of had fun writing it but this will all make since with the chapters pretty soon,

Disclaimer I do not own Avatar, or we Zutara fans would have won, and Zuko, and Katara would have been

"Dose he make you happy?"

"What dose this have to do with anything."

"Just answer my question."

"Yes he makes me happy more happier then when mom was alive." Katara said looking at the picture of her mother on her night stand.

"You really do love him don't you."

"Yes I do Sokka, more then anything." Katara said.

"More then mom?" Sokka asked.

"Well no not more then mom, but enough to know that I want he back, and that I've never felt this way before with any guy." Katara said looking away from her older brother.

Sokka sighed. "Well then I'm going to think about this, I'm not going to be happy if I say I will fix's this so I'm not going to say this but I'm going to go talk to Zuko, and get some answer out of him."

"Katara looked at Sokka. "You mean it this time."

"Yeah I'll go talk to Zuko first thing in the morning."

"Before you eat?"

"Well okay second thing in the morning."

Katara laughed. "I don't hate you Sokka."

Sokka smiled. "I don't hate you either."

Loving the Music.

Chapter 27 Zuko, and Mai


Zuko sat in his house watching TV, the only thing else was he had been thinking about Katara non stop she was on his mind, everything around him remind him of her, her laugh, her smile, her voice, her eyes, everything.

Zuko was pulled out of his train of thought my the doorbell ringing.

Zuko sighed not wanting to get off the couch. "Azula!" Zuko yelled.

No one answer him.

"Azula!" Zuko yelled aging.

Still no answer, Zuko mumble something to himself, and answer the door. "Mai." Zuko said.

"Hi Zuko is Azula here?" She asked him.

"Hold on." Zuko said. "Azula Mai is here!" Zuko shouted., but no one answered. "No I guess not."

"Well can we hang out?" Mai asked.

Zuko shrugged his shoulder and let Mai inside the house closing the door behind her.

Mai sat down on the couch. "So how's everything with you and miss prefect." Mai asked her tone with no emotion in it.

Zuko glared at Mai. "Her name is Ka.." Zuko stopped himself from saying her name. "Why do you care?" Zuko asked.

"I just want to know if Katara is treating you right."

Zuko cringed at her name. "We broke up." Zuko said looking away from the girl on the couch.

"I'm sorry Zuko." Mai said with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah I am two." Zuko said his eyes fixed on the floor.

"So how have you been?" Mai asked making small talk.

"Other then ripping my heart out of my chest great."

"Wait she broke up with you?" Mai asked.

"No I broke up with her." Zuko looked at the girl dressed in black. "Look Mai I don't want to talk about Katara," Zuko choked out her name.

Why not?"

"Because."

"Because why."

"Mai unless you want me to say something that's going to hurt you I would quite asking me questions." Zuko warned the girl.

"Just tell me."

"Because I still love her are you happy!" Zuko shouted looking at Mai to see her fighting back tears.

"I told you that it would hurt you now please just stop asking question about Kat." Zuko told the girl who eyes were fixed on the ground.

Mai sighed. "Why do you love her?" Mai asked her tone having a little bit of emotion to it.

"Because there something about her that makes me happy." Zuko said.

"But why."

"Because I just do."

"But why her? Why not me?" Mai asked.

Zuko sat there for a moment before he began to speak. "Mai we had a thing but it's over you need to move on my heart belongs to Katara I'm sorry." Zuko said.

"But why?"

"Because I love her."

"Why?"

"Because I just do okay."

"Whatever Zuko I don't care anyways." Mai said getting off the couch and leaving.

Zuko watched her leave as she slammed the door behind her. Zuko sighed. "I miss you Katara." Zuko out loud.


An/ Poor Zuko his misses Katara.

I know I know just wait.

Zuko and Katara will be together aging just give me some time.

The band will play after the next chapter.

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