Chapter 8...the last...It took so long because I've been a bit busy with Death Note and all... . ;

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I'd like to thank everyone who reads this, AND REVIEWS... y'all really made the whole thing worth doing. I'd also like to point out to those who don't review, that evil pixies will attack your house and eat your head... using rusty porks So HA!

Also, thanks to aninnocentreviewer, although sometimes (most of the time) I forget to send the rough drafts to you, you've still been a big help...;

And another bonus, because this is the last chapter, IT IS VERY SUGGESTIVE(no lemons...they're bad for you! ) . YOU ARE WARNED, DO NOT SUE ME, and please be mature about it... for this also leads into...

GASP!

A SEQUAL!

So you can just skip it and go on to my next story, if your some pure little Christian kid..

And for thoose of you who have no idea who Mars is, he's my OC,(check the first chapter) becuase to tell the truth no one else 'likes' Katara that much, other than Aang, who is 2 years younger than her. He'll make a few apperences in future IY fanfics I might get around to doing...

...So I'll just shut up and let you read it now.

It was cold, normal for the night, I supposed. My dreams had been haunted, dark things...stories from a mad man's diary. I didn't like sleeping. I no longer cried of grief, for I was numb. I couldn't feel any more. My sad little whimpers were false, bait for the Prince I suppose. So I there sat, waiting paitently for that motherless bastard to come taunt me again. My wrists were still bound, so most of my attack plans were idealogical dreams. So I would sit, and plan. So when he did show up, i had settled on biting his nose off. Which I never really got around to doing...

It had been about 2 days since I'd heard him and his uncle arguing. First there were a few loud clangs, then a much larger one, and the door opened. He looked smug as usual, God I was getting sick of that word...smug. It floated around in my head every time I saw him, and every time I thought about him. The four letters danced, and laughed in my face. The jeered at me, while I sat helplessly, my broken mind swirling in my skull, trying to think of something else.

"So, have you finally caved in, or do you need more persuasion?"

"How could I now where the Avatar is. I've been locked up for the past week and a half." I glared at him. He smiled.

"You are bait. You know him well." He paused, his eyes looking me up and down. If I still had dignity, I would've shivered. But rather, I sneered at him. He smiled again,the bastard, and came closer to me, holding my face up to make me look in his eyes.The bore into me, burning my soul and tearing at my already fucked up mind.

"You also have the best guess as to where he is right now."He murmured. Like a tiger purring, Zuko's murmer is from a powerful, firce, shamless being, who is in someway content. My stomach burst into flame, as did my cheeks. He smiled again, and I swear to this day I saw fangs. He pulled my face foreward, and I must admit to letting him. His lips were warm, yet not unpleasently so. I could feel myself wandering farther from me, as his kiss became ours, and as it dug deeper. Where had my great murder plans gone! I thought numbly to myself, as I felt his tounge brush up agaist my lips, threating, not asking.I hesitanty parted my lips, and felt another rush of heat. The knots in my stomach that I had so exploited came back with such force, that I was nearly bowled over, had that son of a bitch not caught me. His arms were strong, and I remember a small jolt of...something, when they tightened around me. I was light headed, and willing. Shame had avoided me, and I kept thinking of what was happening and saying to myself I didn't care. Our mouths marked, and I could hear him chuckle.

"So easy..."

I opened my eyes, I didn't know they were closed, and for the first time I saw something shine is his eyes...much more sinister than love, weaker than lust yet softer than hate...triumph? Pride? No...it was the snake staring at the mouse caught tightly in his coils.He leaned foreward and whispered hotly in my ear,

" I know you know where the Avatar is..." His breath made my ear tickle.He gently kissed my neck, and a tounge of flame licked at my side.

The rest is just a shameful blur...most of it anyway. I rember... he stopped and asked again, and of all things...I saw my mother.She was diffrent, and crying...she whispered to me,and I asked her what was happening,she said that I was fufiling my destiny...she then said where Aang was...and I told Zuko.

"About a day east, by bison." He smirked again,called me a good girl, and then...nothing.

I remember waking up on deck the next morning, my eyes burning in the bright sunlight. I had my mother's necklace on, but it only made me cry sad, little shamed tears. My mind was clear, outside, and I realized that I was bound on the ankles aswell. I looked up and saw Appa, but then I just quit caring and remained silent...I heard a small skirmish, then somehow I ended up on Appa's back, Aang wassteering, and Sokka was trying to clean me up. He sounded like he was crying, which almost made me start again.But I had cried enough for both of us, and as soon as my wrists were unbound I hugged both of them.

...Then I threw up over the side of Appa...I was going to have to get used to flying again...

Last chapter...end...sniffle..this one might not be too good...Lord I don't know...x.x

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