Disclaimer I do not own Avatar. Of course I own a replica of Katara's necklace but Nick owns the animation, the rights to Katara's lovely necklace, Zuko, the hottie with a body, etc… Bottom Line I own nothing.
Hey, another small drabble about The Angel and the Devil, just something I thought up while drawing different versions of a picture my friend wanted me to draw. So let's just see how this goes.
#2
Title: I Miss Him So Much
Pairing: A/K – yeah I normally like Z/K
The girl sat thinking through a strategy for a Pai Cho game, the boy sat relaxed in front of his meditating candles. The flames went up then down. The atmosphere was soothing, calm, loving. Everything was loving back then, Zuko, his Uncle, Katara herself was. Now everything had changed. Zuko had become an evil, fire enraged, power obsessed monster, Iroh had become sick during a plague, he was still alive but just barely, and Katara had shut herself up. She'd become the mono-toned, straight-faced person her husband had once been as a teenager. The sad thing was there children were forced to live in this atmosphere.
'I miss him sometimes.' Katara thought.
'No I miss almost every second of my life.' Katara re-thought.
'Were is he now? Somewhere near the Northern Air Temple I'm sure.'
Ever cince he had defeated Ozai Aang had spent more time than necessary at the temple. He had asked her to come with him. He had loved her, but she had rejected him. Katara knew she had been blind, because now she was stuck in this hell of palace, with her monster of a husband. Who would never change.
'Could I change Zuko?' Katara asked her inner voice.
'Doubt it, he never listens to you anymore.' The inner voice said.
'Well yes he does sometimes, he needs me.' Katara thought.
'Pffftttt…. the only thing he really needs you…wants you for is to warm his bed.' The inner voice scoffed.
'I suppose your right.' She thought.
'I'm always right, aren't I?' the inner voice said.
'I miss him so much.' Katara thought.
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