"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where; I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. (-Pablo Neruda)" Zutara (indefinite hiatus, read at own risk)

Damn it all- he just doesn't want the last thing he says to her to be "we're breaking up". (Sorta connected one-shots following the story of Korra's amnesia and spirit world shenanigans.) Ch 4: To be fair, all the Avatars before her managed to majorly screw up, too. The only difference is that hers is gonna be a little more grand.

There are two sides to every coin. Without one, there can be no other.

There are three little words that need to be said, but he's having an awfully hard time saying them.

Once bound by ice, now bound by fire. 12 provinces. 24 tributes. 1 winner. Let the games begin. Complete

Zuko and Katara are forced to go on a date together. Epic confessions, drunkenness, sneaking around, and attempted dirty talk ensue. Who knew defying Uncle Iroh and his stupid matchmaker friend could be so much fun?

Fate puts Katara in the Fire Nation to grow up in the company of a Dragon, a prince, and a lot of good tea. AU Zutara...of a sort.