A/N: Yo. Sorry I haven't written in like... forever. I've been busy with school, and with my science project that I had to do, quite annoying actually. Oi! Its my b-day today! -dances around hat- Plus, I gots glasses. Hurray for glasses! Ok ok, on with de story. I vow to update every... or almost every... weekend. KK? That good for you? Ok. BTW, this story doesn't have much moosic but it does switch alot from Katara's, Zuko's and Ozai'sPOVs so try to follow along.

Shout Outs!
Bree-chan: Tankies... your review made me warm inside. XD
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i-luv-inuyasha1012: Yes I know about Zuko but he just reliezed he's in love, what do you expect. Haha. XD Ok on with the story!

Disclaimer: I dun own Katara, Zuko, Aang, Zhao, uhhh... Appa or any other character I may have missed in ATLA. But I do own a DVD... thats more then I could have hoped for!

Zuko and Katara made their way to the Fire Nation, with much prodding and poking by Iroh about her, on his ship. In the few days they had spent together, The tow young benders grew quite close. Zuko showed her the helm and how a sunset looked from a ship while Katara fastinated him with storys from her tribe. All together, it was a smooth ride west.

Things changed when they first entered Fire Nation waters. A messenger, from Lord Ozai none the less, appeared at the side of the Fireball, Zuko's ship. His voice rang out loud and clear, seeming to echo on the metal. "Banished Prince Zuko has returned without the Avatar. Zhao has made it here before him. He is to be exicuted on sight and his crew taken in the custody of the Fire Lord." The man seemed to sing out the words of doom and pain.

Katara turned to Zuko with udder horror on her face, but to her confusment, Zuko was smiling. He leaned over so that his lips were mearly inches from her ear. "He said upon sight." He said, an amused tone in his voice. "I can change that."

Iroh and Katara were at the head of the group as the crew of the Fireball decended into the Fire Palace. 2 guards prodded them forward from behind. "Get moving." One said harshly and stabbed her in the back with an old sword. She could feel the fresh cut start to bleed but took no notice. She was too worried about Zuko.

Meanwhile, the said fire prince snuck through the shadows, suprised no one noticed him. He would prove his love for Katara even if it ment what he had planned... death. He swallowed hard, somehow comforted with death. He wouldn't suffer anymore with the scar of his heart, along with the horrible scortching memories burned and scarred on his face.

The small group of soldiers and sailors were locked inside the dungeon wilst Katara and Iroh were taken up to see Ozai. He was surrounded by flames as he sat on his throne. Next to him, Zula glared down at the two of them. "Where is my son?" He asked in a demanding voice. Katara flinched but Iroh was unwavered. "Hello brother. Prince Zuko? Well sorry to disappoint you but... we don't know where he went."

Zuko chuckled. Ozai actually still thought of him as a son? Forget it. The banished prince had already had enough of his father. Iroh would have been much more suiting, as the old man would have said. He continued to look on at his two dearest people, waiting for the right time to act upon his plan.

Ozai glared down at the Dragon of the West. "What do you mean you can't find him? He was on the ship when the message was delivered so why don't you know where he is?" The flames erupted from where they were at the sides of his throne. Now even Zula looked like she was intimidated by her father.

Katara looked at the man with great fear. This was the man that haunted Zuko's worst nightmares. The man that gave him the scar. His so called 'father'. She suddenly felt a deep hatred for him, which all came out like a wave. "WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT TO YOUR OWN SON?" She asked in a loud yell, stading up from her kneeling postition. "YOU HURT HIM AND HE WAS YOUR OWN SON!"

Zuko's breath caught in his throat. She was defending him butto the worst person she could have. 'Oh no!' This wasn't in the plans. This would also secure his fate. Death awaits us all, but he didn't know it would be so soon.

Ozai's anger rose to great hights as he stared at the girl. Her hatred was apparent on her face. Then, he remembered her. "You little wench from the water nation... I knew I should have killed you when I killed your mother." Iroh had now stood and put his hands on Katara's shoulders to keep her from lunging forward at the steaming man.

Katara went rigid as she stared up at Ozai with a new sense of dred. He had killed her mother. He was the one who caused her so much pain. Not the whole Fire Nation but their lord. "You... You..." She stuttered. Ozai stood up and walked, or rather stomped, closer tothe girl. The flames in his hands sent her into a sense of dread. This was her time.

Zuko took that moment to lunge outand tackle his father to the ground. "So the prince finally shows his scarred face?" Theteen heard him hiss. Then, like a snake, he slithered from Zuko's grasp and delivered a kick to Zuko's stomach. "Go... Katara... free theothers. Don't... worry about me."

Katara heard his request and tearscame toher eyes. "No Zuko... I can't leave you. I won't."She said, letting the tears run freely down her cheeks. "I loveyou..." She whispered the last part and compleatlybroke down.

Zukoheard her and felt tears stinging his eyes too."I love oyu too and thats why I want to risk my life for you. Rescue the avatar and save the world! Please... for me." He said, staring at her with sad golden eyes.

One friday night at a football game

The lord's prayer said and the anthem sang

A man said folks would you bow your heads

For the list of local vietnam dead

Cryin' all alone under the stands

Was the piccolo player in the marching band

And one name read and no one really cared

But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier

Our love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone

When the letter says a soldier's coming home

Katara followed his orders, and as she ran through the halls of the Fire Nation Palace, Iroh at her side, she heard the desperate cries of her prince. 'Her prince.' She thought and realized that she was never going to see him again. Never going to hear his sweet voice. Never going to see his soft smile or his handsome face, even with the scar. She was never going to be with him again.

And she had a duty to him, at the same time, to save the world with Aang and her brother so no other person lived the way Zuko did. She had a duty to all the nations and she was going to fufill it.

As she flew away on Appa's back in Iroh's arms, much to Sokka's questioning, she cried. Cried for Zuko, her mother and the love she had shared for the prince. Of course, now things would be different. She would have a guardian angel watching over her.

Yay! I'm done. I'm sorry to myself. -hugs self- I JUST KILLED ZUKO! MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE! well mabye not only but thats besides the point. Hope ya'll liked it. My first fan fic done! Yesh! I'm fiiiiinished! Ok well then, please review. I like reviews.