Chapter 6:

Tensions

Today found Katara on deck staring out into the sea, again. She hated to admit it, but Zuko was right, it got old after a while. She was alone right now and could easily run away, but if she was caught there was no telling what Zuko might do to her. Speaking of Zuko, apparently he trusted her enough to leave her on her own while he was at a meeting with his soldiers.

Katara sighed and decided it was time to give the ocean a rest, and herself. She walked back to her cursed room. She laughed at the irony of this, a few days ago she was practically begging to be let out and now she was going back of her free will. She figured that being stuck on a Fire Nation ship for so long did that to a sane girl. When she got to the room she closed the door behind her and laid on the bed. There was nothing to do except take a nice, long rest.

Zuko finally called the meeting to an end after deciding it would not be wise to make any stops while Katara was on board. He looked around hoping to see the person in mind, but she was no where to be found. After searching once, twice, three times he started to get worried. Had she escaped?

He ran to his room and only when he was actually there did he think about the fact that Katara would never set foot in his room. He decided to check her room feeling confused as to why she would go back to that "stuffy room" in the first place.

Sure enough, as he entered he saw Katara lying on the bed, sound asleep. He let out a sigh of relief. He would have a word with her later on about scaring him half to death, but right now she seemed to have the right idea. As quietly as he could, he closed the door to her room and headed back to his own.

Katara woke up from her little nap in a good mood. She stretched before exiting her room for some fresh air. However, as soon as she set foot out of her room someone roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

"Hey!" she shouted at her assailant. They didn't let up though and she soon found herself in another room. She looked up ready to yell at the person that had dragged her there and saw that it was Zuko, and he didn't look too happy. Even so she couldn't help but take the time to admire her surroundings. The room she was in was beautiful and she guessed it was Zuko's room, seeing as he was a prince (a spoiled out at that).

"Hi. Can I help you with something? Or did you just drag me here for nothing?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest and keeping her distant away from Zuko. He decided to ignore her questions and get straight to the point, "When I leave you on deck, I expect to find you on deck," he said advancing on her. Katara backed up until her back was against the wall and she had no where to go, "Now Zuko, use your head. You can't do anything to me otherwise your plan won't work. Without me, there's no avatar, remember?" She mentally patted herself on the back for her comment. She saw by the look on Zuko's face that he knew she was right.

"You're not that special, I can find other means of getting the avatar. You just happened to be walking around at the exact same time I was," he said smirking at Katara's expression went from smug to anger, "Then why did you drag me into this whole mess if you don't need me in the first place!"

Zuko shrugged not even bothering to look at her. Katara was upset now, very upset and didn't even think when her hand shot up and hit Zuko across the face. Neither knew what happened until Katara felt her palm sting and Zuko felt his cheek, which was slowly turning red. He glared at Katara who was trying to look for a way out, "So, I let you out of that miserable room and this how you thank me? I should've known better from a waterbender."

"Take that back!"

"Make me."

Katara looked around and saw a window. And what was below the window? Water. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and willed a water whip to rise and crash through the window, hitting Zuko in the back. He stumbled forward as he was caught of guard, "You said make me," Katara answered innocently watching as Zuko's fist started to glow.

"I was joking," he said he darted straight at Katara. She closed her eyes and readied for the impact of his fiery fist but she didn't feel the burning of flesh. Instead she felt the pain of falling backwards onto the hard floor. She opened her eyes and saw Zuko standing over her, a smirk on his face, "Don't worry, I won't kill you... Yet. The door's that way. Feel free to let yourself out, "he said pointing to the door.

"Bastard," Katara mumbled under her breath as she got up and left Zuko's room. Now more than ever she wished Aang would hurry and rescue her. She even missed Sokka. Anyone was better than Zuko.

Finally, this thing let's me update! I was about ready to throw something at these people! But its okay now, I'm calm. Yay! Chapter 6! Why the sudden tension in this chapter? Someone gave me the idea and said I should try it and... I did, obviously. So anyway, that's all for now folks. Review and let me know what you think.