Okay this one is a little short, but don't light the torches just yet. The next one is going to be a duesy! (however the hell you spell that). OH and FYI I have no idea what made me do this chapter the way I did, I just sat down and said hmmm...I wonder what Zuzu thinks about all this mess...Enjoy!

Zuko stretched as the sun peeked up over the horizon. He rolled to his side and opened his eyes looking over his beautiful baby boy then over to Katara who was sleeping away soundly. He took a deep breath and pushed him self up examining the rest of the camp. Sokka had attempted to sleep between the two after they had come back out of the forest by Zuko promply stomped out that fire when he told Sokka that he might confused him with Katara in the middle of the night. He hadn't ever seen a man pale so fast.

Zuko looked over to where the avatar was spralwed out on the ground, his sleeping bag-mat thing was to little use considering that half of the young monk was on the actual ground. Zuko narrowed his eyes. Had things not gone sour, had he still had his chance, if things would have happened completely different, he would have pounced on the chance to capture the avatar, possibly kill him and regain his father's love.

But now, no. He had more important things in his life. A hansome son, that he was hell bent on seeing raised up right and not under the tendrils of a murderous war being carried out for selfish and childish reasons. Not under the rule of a king who's very shadow frightens the people, or under a king that would sacrifice hundreds and thousands of men loyal to the throne just to fullfill his own desires.

Zuko took a deep breath. His son would be raised right, and Katara would be there to help. Another reason that the capture of the avatar would be fruitless. A woman who had enchanted his heart, stolen his thoughts, and burned her very escence into his skull, and a woman he would gladly give his life up for. A woman like no other and she deserved nothing but the best and he was going to do everything in his power to keep her happy.

But deep in his gut, a wrenching feeling chruned. A longing that didn't belong there, a wish, a hope and a pure want. Was it a want or a need? Either way, Zuko wanted to go home. Just if it was one last time. To be in the home country, to bask in the sun, to see the familiar faces, even if it had to be behind a mask. Just one time, just one instance of home would be all he needed.

Zuko shook the thoughts from his head, and looked over at his sleeping uncle. A great man, the best he had ever known. A man who loved him regardless of his shortcomings and a man who stood by him when anyone else would have dusted their hands of him. General Iroh. A war hero and a legand. The best fire master that he knew...

"THAT'S IT!" He yelled not meaning to yell it outloud. Katara screamed and jumped up grabbing Riyo close to her. Sokka was up boomerang in hand, but Aang...well he kinda slept through it. Katara looked over at Zuko her heart pounding hard in her chest as she held Riyo against her. She narrowed her eyes and slapped him in the arm.

"What was that about!" Zuko shook his head casting her question to the side. He jumped up and ran over to Aang shaking him awake.

"Huh? What?"

"Listen to me. You have to master Fire right?"

"Uh huh." Zuko turned and looked back at Katara who caught on. She gleamed and woke Iroh up with a shove of her foot.

"IROH!" She yelled making the old man snap his head up.

"What did I miss?"

"Uncle, now that we are banished from our Nation, can you teach the avatar how to bend?" Iroh rubbed the back of his head as he thought.

"I guess it couldn't hurt, but has he mastered Earth yet? Fire is a very tricky and very dangerous element and can easily be lost control of." Aang nodded.

"I've heard this speech before when Jeong Jeong tried to teach me." Iroh's eyes snapped open as did Prince Zuko's.

"You met Jeong Jeong?"

"Yeah he was kinda mean." Iroh nodded.

"He should be. He was banished for almost the same reason as Prince Zuko." Zuko gave his uncle a quick stern glance thenlooked over to Aang.

" This can solve alot of things. If you are willing to trust us."

"No way!" Sokka said matter of factly. Aang turned and looked at the water tribe boy with a confused look.

"Why not?"

"He's FIRENATION! Have all of you gone insane?" Aang shook his head and looked over at Katara who was holding Riyo close in her arms.

"Katara trusts him. That means I can trust him."

"Yeah but Katara also trusted Jet, remember that?" Sokka said crossing his arms over his chest. Katara glared at her brother, she couldn't believe after all they had been through he was still gnawing on that bone.

Zuko looked over at Katara with a curious smirk.

"Who was Jet?" She blusehd slightly this really wasn't a conversation that she had ever planned on having with him.

"He was a leader of a group of kids that fought the firenation. We thought he was a good guy but he wasn't." She said and left it at that. Had Zuko been insecure about his relationship with Katara he might have wuestioned her further, but he didnt' see any need. Zuko turned, looking at Aang,

and started to speak but a shrill shriek made them all jump.

Katara quickly handed Riyo off to Sokka and pulled her necklace from her neck holding it by the cloth. The blood stone was a bright red and glowing with a fierce warning. Zuko ran over and looked at the stone before he looked back to the others.

"We have to leave. Someone has found us."

"IT isn't like we couldn't fight them off." Sokka said shifting his weight to the other leg as he propped Riyo up on his hip. Katara shook her head and took the baby from her brother.

"Not a chance we need to take. We need to get Aang to an Earth master as fast as we can." Zuko nodded. But to him it wasn't the only reason he didn't want to chance it, hee could loose everything if they weren't careful.

Malana glared at Azula as the princess paced back and forth. A small crooked grin crossed Malana's face. She had gotten under the princess's skin and that pleased her. Azula snapped her head abck at the harlot and began to say something with Malana's head snapped backwards and her eyes fogged.

"HERE! This is the island!" Malana yelled and ran to the deck almost throwing herself off of the boat, but stopped just short of it. The island was small and thickly covered in forest, with about a mile or so of ocean seperating it from the mainland.

"We are so close, I can feel it."

"Down girl." Azula smiled. The little tramp was worth something after all. The closer they got to capturing Zuko the closer she got to make flambe out of his little toy.

Yes I know I can't spell. But ya'll ge the point right? Azula wants to BBQ the whore...but honestlydoes anyone out there not what Azula or anyone for that matter to BBQ the whore? OOOOH and the next chapter is called "Sie Merckan"

It'sgerman and a hint...:)