This is the same story, but from Katara's POV. It's not a songfic, and I wrote it cuz someone pointed out that Katara's response to Zuko was out of the blue.

She tossed and turned in her sleep. She was having another nightmare. They were always the same. She was running in a forest, the cries of a battle in the distance. It was the final battle, and she was trying to reach the front lines. Suddenly, she was standing between Aang and Ozai. Neither of them seemed to notice, and she felt rooted to the ground, unable to move, not even an inch.

Aang shot out a gust of wind, and Ozai sent a blast of fire. Katara tried to move but she couldn't. She knew she would die, there was no hope. She closed her eyes, ready to accept her fate. She waited, but the pain of death never came. She opened her eyes, still in the same spot. The wind had not been able to move her. She looked in the direction of the Fire Lord, and saw that he had been thrown against a wall, large pieces of rubble covering his body. He was unconscious, blood coming from an injury on his head.

Katara wondered why the fire had not hurt her, when she looked down in front of her. It was him. He was on the floor, burned, dead. He had stood in the way of the flames, he had sacrificed himself for her. No . . . Tears began to roll down her cheeks, and she fell to her knees, closing her eyes in an attempt to stop the flow.

Katara awoke with a start. She sat up, wiping the tears from her face, afraid that Sokka or Aang may see her. She shook her head, trying to take the image of a dead Zuko out. She had been dreaming of him for weeks now, and she needed it to stop. It was different at first. She would be fighting him, but then it went to a stage where they were kissing, holding each other close. After that was when the nightmares started. She couldn't stand the thought of his death. She knew that if Aang found out he'd be ok with it, but Sokka would kill her.

She needed to clear her head, so she stood up and went for a walk, taking the chance to refill her canteen. She went to the river nearby, and crouched down beside it. She finished and stood up, looking at the moon. She noticed that the night sky was darker. There was smoke coming from somewhere on the other side of the forest. It had not been there before. She could only assume that Zuko had once again found them and was nearby.

Katara ran back to camp, praying that Zuko wasn't there, that they could get away without even having to see him. She neared the site and saw someone crouching behind a bush. It was Zuko. He was there, about to attack the sleeping boys. She approached him as carefully as she could, bending the water to whip him. She stepped on a twig and it snapped, alerting Zuko to her presence. He turned around and she took this chance to whip him.

"Sokka, Aang, wake up! Zuko's here! Run!" They woke up, scared. They saw that Katara had the situation under control and got on Appa, flying away.

"We'll meet up later!" Aang called to her as they gained elevation. Katara turned back to Zuko with a determined look in her eyes. She whipped him again, noticing that he was a bit reluctant to fight back. He was using martial arts instead of firebending. He kicked her in the stomach, and she took a moment to gasp for breath. Zuko saw his opening and used his arm to pin her to a tree by her neck.

"Let me go!" She struggled against his grip, but couldn't get away. She glared daggers at him. Surprisingly, he let her go. Shocked at his actions, Katara could only look at him strangely, wondering why he had complied. Suddenly, he brushed his fingers against her cheek.

"Despite my dreams and nightmares," She had no idea what he was talking about, "I've slept so long without you and it's tearing me apart, too. How'd I get this far, playing games with this hurt heart. I've killed a million petty souls, but I couldn't kill you. I've slept so long without you . . ."

Katara felt her heart flip, and hope sprung up in her. She touched his scar lightly, whispering to him, "I-I know how you feel. You haven't left my thoughts since the North Pole." She felt so confused, and the tears were building up again. She couldn't have him, she knew that, and he seemed to understand. Her snaked his arm around her and put his other hand at the nape of her neck. He brought her closer, until he caught her lips with his. It was a sweet kiss, short and pure, making Katara's heart beat wildly.

She left him there that night. She went back to Sokka and Aang. They asked her if she was alright, she assured them she was fine, and that Zuko had run away. Aang looked at her strangely, and she knew that he suspected something. He gave her a knowing smile and she just smiled back, glad that he was such a good friend. Sokka was completely oblivious.

They went in search for an earthbending master and found a blind girl named Tohf. She was outspoken and tough, but nice when she wanted to be. Even she noticed that something was off. She could tell Katara was hiding something, but she didn't say anything.

Aang continued to study until the day they met the Fire Lord. They had arrived in the Fire Nation, searching for a master for Aang. They were captured, and Aang decided that this would be the final face-off. He confrontedich Ozai, but not before he grabbed Katara and threatened to kill her.

She felt her life leaving her as Ozai held her up by the neck, choking her. All she could think about right now was Zuko. In answer to her thoughts, he saved her. He bombarded Ozai, avoiding Katara. He finally let go, and Zuko ran and grabbed her, carrying her away from the fight. Aang began to attack. From where they stood, Katara and Zuko could see that Aang had won. The war was over, and they could live in peace.

Katara initiated the kiss this time, wrapping her arms around his neck. They completely ignored her brother rambling in the background, trapped in their own world.

He had saved her, just like in her dream.

Well, that's it. Despite the fact that i cleary stated that it was a oneshot, some people still had hope, so i decided to put it from Katara's POV. I WILL NOT CONTINUE THIS STORY, unless i'm inspired to make a sequel, which isn't likely.