The Last Airbender is not my creation, the people at the Nickelodeon Studios created it, but that will not stop me from making my own little episodes of excitement and romance.

The only thing I own is the plot on your screen. If you plan to take my ideas and put them into your own fanfic, claiming to be your own mind that thought them up, get a hobby. Plagiarism is wrong, don't do it!

The Fire Lord woke a few minutes before the bright sun; his golden eyes opening to the bluish glow that the dark room held. The curtains of the Royal bedroom had remained shut the during the long night for reasons that could be explained by the fact that Katara didn't want to be reminded of her daughter if she saw the moon outside her window.

"What does 'Luna' mean?" she had asked.

"Moon."

He inhaled deeply as he passed his hand over his wife's soft brown hair. She laid her head upon her husband's chest with a tan arm flung lazily over his abdomen, the remaining signs that she had fallen asleep with Zuko within her grasp.

Katara had cried throughout the everlasting night. Her lack of sleep not allowing her husband for any of his own, but it felt the same to him. He couldn't sleep thinking that his daughter was in danger.

"What if she's dead?" Katara asked, her cries but soft whimpers in the darkness.

Zuko brought her closer to him. "She's not," he assured with a whisper, staring at the dancing flame of a nearby candle. "I can feel it…"

Prayers had been said during Katara's moments of calmness. She had asked Zuko to pray with her. They had established a small table with large ceremonial candles surrounding its borders. Two small red cushions were set opposite of each other and a few moment of meditating had taken place before the merciful requests were made.

"Repeat after me," Zuko ordered quietly, his eyes closed and his breathing calm.

"Alright," she responded as a tear ran down her cheek.

He took a large breath and began, "Lord Agni, the provider and enhancer of life full of radiance, which protects the mind and body, listen to us…"

The sun began to rise, its luminous rays peeking through the opened spaces of the draperies, casting long bright lines over the walls and over Katara's face. Soft movements began to come from her, causing the Fire Lord to freeze on instinct.

"Hmm…" she moaned softly and nuzzled into her husband's chest, trying to find comfort through the warmth of his body.

Zuko shifted under her and closed his eyes for a couple moments. He didn't want to wake his wife. He didn't want to remove her from the land of happiness that her mind created during her short hours of slumber. He didn't want to remind her of the current circumstances and see her cry for their child. He opened his eyes and softly shook Katara's shoulder in an attempt to wake her gently.

He didn't want to but he had to.

"Katara," the firebender whispered and shook her again.

The Lady's eyes fluttered as she began to travel back from the place of her childhood. Dreams of her Water Tribe had visited her during the night, allowing her to forget that she ever met the Avatar. That she ever got married to the Fire Prince. That she ever had a daughter. "Hmm?" she hummed and closed her eyes upon meeting the sun's bright beams of light.

The Fire Lord petted his wife's head and began to remove himself from the warmth that both of them had created within the comfortable sheets of the spacious bed. "It's dawn. I need to go," he said quietly as he put on his large black robe and slippers.

"Where?" Katara asked, beginning to wake. She rubbed her tired blue orbs as she began to sit up.

Zuko's heart sank. "I need to go," he repeated. He didn't want to tell her where. Not again.

"Wh--" she began but stopped when she realized where it was that he was going. He was going to find Luna because she was kidnapped…by his sister, Zula. She sighed. It was all coming back to her. The night had erased her memory for a few temporary seconds but it came back to her all the same. Her child was gone.

She watched Zuko walk into the washroom, closing the door behind him. She stared at the closed door, a sadness drowning her celestial eyes. She pulled the covers off of herself as she began to get up from her bed, a bit of determination building inside her. She slid her small delicate feet into her black slippers and briefly looked at her robe before deciding not to put it on.

Katara didn't feel like getting comfortable.

"I want to go with you," she said through the door and waited for a response.

The wooden door opened, exposing the Fire Lord dressed in his expensive sparring clothes. "What?" he asked, a tired note in his deep voice. He walked past her towards the large oak dresser beside their bed. He didn't want to look at his wife's face for too long. Her sadness was overwhelming and those eyes just made it worse for him.

"I want to go with you," Katara repeated. Her determination had strengthened and a stern but soft look covered her young face. "I need to go with you."

Zuko pulled out the magnificent heavy armor from a drawer and extended it upon the cot, his mind determined not to look at Katara's pleading face. "Absolutely not. You need to stay here in case Zula decides to come back."

The Lady walked towards her husband and placed a hand upon his arm, stopping him from lifting his breastplate. "She's not going to come back. If she's as smart as you said she is, she won't. Zula knows this place is heavily guarded." She furrowed her brow and placed her hand under her husband's chin, turning his head so he looked at her. "I'm desperate Zuko. You can't just leave me here the whole day waiting. I need to go look for her."

"I'm sorry Katara, but you can't. If you leave this palace, you'll be in danger--"

"So why can you--"

"Because I have armor to protect me. You don't," he said simply and pulled the heavy armor over his head.

"I'm a Master Waterbender!" Katara exclaimed. "I am more than capable of protecting myself."

"I know!" Zuko argued, agitated that she refused to reason with him. "I know you're capable Katara, believe me, I do. But tell me, how is water going to protect you if an arrow stabs you in the back?" He watched her intently, seeing her determination fade away before him. "I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to you."

"…Is my brother accompanying you today?" she asked, her voice quiet and miserable.

The Fire Lord continued to put on his protective shields and tying the strings where it was needed. "Yes," he answered. "The Avatar is coming as well." He sat on the bed and began putting on his large metal boots.

"And Iroh?"

"He wanted to come but I insisted that he stay with you in case my sister or one of her accomplices arrives," he said as he tied his boot strings for the second time.

Katara raised an eyebrow. "Accomplices?"

"I doubt my sister is working alone." Zuko stood and looked down at himself. "If she asked a simple maid for help, she has aid somewhere else." He grabbed his helmet from atop the dresser and positioned it on his head.

"Oh," the waterbender breathed and stepped closer to her husband, reaching for the tie that connected his breastplate to his clothes. "Let me check for any mishaps," she said quietly and double checked the armor upon her husband's handsome body. "…Alright." She looked up at him, his face peeking through the half oval of his red helmet.

"Don't cry anymore," Zuko said, a sad smile creeping on his face.

Katara got on her toes, the intention of giving him a small peek vanishing when strong arms wrapped themselves around her. And before she could think about what was happening, her lips fell upon Zuko's, forcing her into a passionate kiss. His lips kissed her with a feverish craze, causing her to wrap her arms around his neck in an attempt to hold on.

And after a fleeting moment she realized that this was their first kiss in a month. And a yearning to make love at that moment called her before it was overlapped by the giant yearning to have her young daughter safe with her.

The need for air separated them and she watched the Fire Lord pant for air as she tried to compose herself.

"Thank you," he said and smiled at her, his lips pink, "for everything."

Tears began to well up and Katara closed her eyes. "Go," she whispered and felt soft lips brush against her forehead. The clapping of Zuko's steps filled the room and the opening sound of her door rushed into her ears. "Be careful," she stated loudly.

The Fire Lord looked at Katara for a moment before stepping out the door. "I love you too," he said with a subtle laugh and closed the door, swearing to himself that he saw his wife's body shake at the words.

She had begun to cry.

Loud obnoxious knocks had interrupted the young woman's deep slumber. A low annoyed groan and the toss of a torn pillow accompanied the noise, waking the small child as well. The sun's bright yellow rays filled the dank room, exposing the disgusting dark wet stains on the floor. The mattress was tinted a horrible yellow and the walls contained creepy cracks that were possibly the homes of many insects.

Zula threw her legs over the torn bed, pushing the lethargic Princess to the side in a nonchalant matter so that she could get to the door. "Who could it be at this time?" she grumbled in her throat, annoyance clearly written on her tired face.

"Open up!" came the ever familiar voice of her companion. "It's us!"

She rolled her eyes and opened the door. "Come in," she welcomed sarcastically, her arms leading the three men into her small rented hut.

The leader of the three, was the first to notice the child sitting confusedly on the small cot that laid on the floor. Her familiar blue eyes meeting his fierce brown ones. "You didn't kill her?" he asked accusingly. His dark brown hair shining under the sun's light. "How come you didn't kill her?"

"I couldn't," she began guiltily.

"Oh, don't tell me that you felt b--"

"NO!" she interrupted indignantly, her hands fisted. "No. Her mother snuck up on me and then the Avatar, so I just grabbed the child and ran." She glanced at the babe who was staring at one of the leader's lackey, an amazingly large man. "And I didn't think that you'd want me to kill her here without her parents to witness it…"

The young man smiled deviously and nodded. "You're very wise," he said smoothly. "You know, at first I thought that working with you would be a complete waste of time. I didn't think that I could ever trust Fire Nation swine, but you proved me wrong." His brilliant smile greeted Zula's scowl before he began to casually walk towards the Princess. "Yes, you proved me wrong," he muttered with satisfaction, his long strides sounding loudly in the air.

His steps flowed like water from a stream, giving the illusion that he drifted through the air, and his tan skin glowed beautifully in the room. His strong arms lifted the girl from the dirty mattress, bringing her face-to-face with him. "You look just like your mother," he noted and smirked at the frightened expression on her young face.

"So what do we do now Jet?" the large man asked, his throat sounding clogged.

"We wait," the man said, giving Luna an artificial kiss on the cheek, "and think of a plan."

A/N- JET? WTF? I bet I surprised most of you. I like surprises, don't you?

And since pimping is becoming the new fad around here, I'll be pimping fics that I think are wonderfully written.

1) Dracori's "Hearts of Fire"
A Zutara "bait plot" fanfic. Please leave a review and give her encouragement. Her work is great.

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Did Zula really do all that stuff? because she sounded pretty convincing that she didn't. -lonesamuri Yes. It was implied that she did try to overthrow Zuko when it was said that she was LYING. Go back and re-read. It's a very discreet clue.

Did you know about the whole waterbenders get power from the moon and firebenders/sun? And that what was with the whole naming her Luna, or was it just a fluke? -crzysheelf That is such a good question! A few days before I began writing "Beware" I learned that the moon controlled the tides. So being the Avatar obsessed freak, I compared it with waterbending (who knew I'd be right?). But instead of having Katara naming the child, I had Zuko do it as a symbol that he ACCEPTS Luna as a potential waterbender. And yes, Luna really DOES mean "moon". All Spanish speakers out there are with me on that, right?

Where's Sokka, Iroh, and Aang right now? Are they searching too? -Jordan Herbert I believe this chapter answered your questions. :)