Okay-Dokay, Here you go. No more saddness I don't think? I'm not sure well anyway, about Sokka's dream. In the Muscalaro tribe, a type of Appache, what I am, dreams are meant to give a hidden meaning, have a certain significance that the dreamer has to figure out. It could be a warning, a look of things to come, or things that already happened, or just your subconsious's way of saying "HEY! Hello! I'M HERE". In this dream that Sokka had, he seen Zuko tearing his sister up physically, when in reality he was tearing her up emotionally because of the split. Zhao was just a connection of Zuko to the Fire Nation which equals bad. Katara huggin Zuko in the shadows represents that Katara has indeed fallen in love but with someone her brother will refuse to accept. The fire ball and kid thing was just put in there because I wanted to be weird. Andd the Malana thing well don't you think that explains itself? Okay now that we understand that none of it really happened on with the story. Oh yeah one other little thing. Any request or sugesstion that ya'll put in your reviews I do take into consideration and most of the time incoporate it in. So keep em comin. Loves

Zuko turned away as the landing was being pulled up. Riyo was still crying, but Zuko had to find away to quiet him before he made himself sick. Zuko walked across the deck and noticed the crewmen staring at him. Fire came to his free hand and he glared at them.

"GET BACK TO WORK!" HE ordered and turned heading back to his room. Iroh covered his face. There would be no living with Zuko until that girl was back in his arms. Or at least back arguing with him. Iroh sighed and sat down drinking his tea. It was going to be a long night.

Katara walked through the street. It was already starting to get dark. How nice of him. He's just the kind of person to kick a young girl off his ship at sunset! She looked around. He had provided her with things she would need. He had given her a cantine and her water pouch back. He had given her fifty gold coins. She could use it to by a decent pair of clothes, then she would be sparce with it. There wasn't much telling how long that she would be without anything. He had also given her a broad sword and sheath. Like she knew how to use one, but she bet she could figure out something.

She adjusted the sheath strap across her chest centering the sword in the middle of her back. He had told her before she left that the blood stone was not only a promise, but since this village was under Fire Nation control, then if she got in a bind, that stone could get her out.

She wandered around the village till she found a small shop that was still open. The small old lady inside was very friendly and helpful. The lady picked out a simple dress, styled similar to her one from home, but in a dark green. Earth Kingdom. Go figure.

She paid the woman, who refused to take full price and only took a single gold gcoin, giving her silver in return as change. Katara walked along the street looking at the night businesses opening. A woman scantily clad call out to her.

"Hey honny, what's a pretty little dame like you doing walking around at night?" Katara looked over the woman. She was old for a harlot. She was very old indeed.

"I'm just passing through." The old harlot walked over to her and pointed to the brothel behind her.

"We could always use new girls if you are interested." Katara felt shook her head and showed the woman her necklace, having to pull down her collar, because it hide it. Before Katara could say anything the woman started.

"Oh I see. You're married. Well sorry hun. I know that it must be hell getting the same ol same ol all the time. But you be safe." Katara frowned as the old woman walked back to her spot. I'm not married. Is that what this means here? I just was going to tell her that I had to meet someone. A lie but that one works better I suppose. Katara shrugged and walked further down the street. A barkeep was standing out side his tavarn. He was a tall man and definatly of Fire Nation decendance.

"Little lady you look lost." She shook her head.

"I'm fine thanks." She said with a smile and started to walk off.

"If you need a place to stay, I need a waitress for the night." She turned and looked at him skeptically.

"What kind of waitress?" This town was already different from any she had ever been in.

"I just need someone to clean the tables while I run the bar. I can't do it by myself." She nodded and made it evident of the broad sword on her back. She didn't want anyone to know that she was a water bender. That could be very dangerous. The man nodded taking the hint that she had subtly given. She wasn't going to be messed with and she was going to make that clear.

As she walked by him she scratched her neck and he caught a glimpse of the stone.

"Little miss, may I ask what kind of stone is ornamenting you bridal necklace?" Oh here we go with the marriage thing again.

"It's a blood stone." She stated not knowing what kind of reaction to expect from this man. The man nodded.

"You aren't from the Fire Nation. I can tell by you're looks. You look either Earth or Water. But if you are wearing that stone it must mean you are one special little woman." If he doesn't quite calling me little. She just looked at him. She felt empty inside and this ass wasn't making her feel anybetter.

"It also means I have to treat you with the utmost respect. You see only nobles can afford to by a blood stone, and by the look of the quality, you got your hands on a good one." She smiled. Her heart was lonely but she still forced the smile anyway.

Aang kicked at a pebble, the had been walking for hours. Even after the sun had sank, Sokka urged him on. Something about his insticts telling him that they needed to make it to the village. Aang didn't care. A village, so what. It wasn't Katara. They had their chance to see if she had been captured by the fire nation, but dammit all he didn't have the strength. He was to weak. He had always been to weak, that is why he left in the first place. And now he was to weak to save the one he loved.

Sokka had been having his dreams again. But the last couple of dreams came more as visions. He wasn't alseep. None of them made any sense. They were all random encounters with Zuko, Katara, and a handful of others. Something had told him deep inside that they needed to get to the village. Something was calling him, urging him onward. Something was there. Somethign was waiting for them.

Zuko paced the deck. His son had just bearly hushed his crying and drifted off to sleep. Never in all his mind had he thought that would be so hard. The look in her eyes. She loved him. She didn't want to leave him, but there was that part of her that needed to find her friends. That is what he believed truly let her go. She wouldn't have left him had it not been for that. Had it not been for the avatar she wouldn't have had to go. He wouldn't have made her leave. His heart was beating bruises on his ribs the entire time that she was walking away. Riyo was able to express his deep need for Katara to stay, so why wasn't he? He knew better. That was why. The truth had bothered him since these feelings had arisen. He knew that if he ever let her go, he may never find her again. Even if he did, her heart would belong to someone else. Women were fickle. They said they loved you then if you weren't there, the needed to be loved. They needed to be loved and if he wasn't there to lover her, she would find another man to take his place.

That was one reason he had such a contempt for women. They never could make up their minds, and when they did they would change them. Why did the truth always hurt so bad? Was it because he wanted to belive that she truly did love him? Was it because that if her love for him ever died he feared that he might?

Whoo. I'm tired. I posted a new story. Double Trouble, Freaks Times Two. If any of you are interested. I will update this one very soon. Oh and if ya'll haven't already figured it out, the little boy in Sokka's dream was Riyo, only older. The woman Katara killed was Malana. The two teens standing behind Zuko aren't even in this story. I just had to be weird. They are from my new story that has absolutly nothing to do with this one. Sorry I'm complusive like that. Well R and R and sleep well Mien Freunds.