Zuko and Katara in the 21st Century

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Chapter 15: New Years Eve

Christmas was a blast, everyone got what they wanted. Especially Sokka; he got a PSP with two movies and videogames. He was hook. Anyway, it was New Years Eve and the year 2006, was approaching, rapidly. This time Zula, Zuko and Uncle Iroh was over Katara's house.

"Ding Dong!" the doorbell rung. (lol) Sokka didn't budge, he just sat there.

"Who is it!" He yelled.

"Who it is." snickered Zula.

"Sokka, it's us." Zuko answered.

"Who is us?" He asked. Finally, Gran-Gran got up and answers the door.

"Hi, you will have to excuse my grandson. Come in." She said. They walked in and put their coats on the coat hanger and sat down on the couch. Zula took the remote and turned the channel.

"Hey, I was watching that." Sokka said, not looking up from his PSP.

"Apparently not, you have not looked up from your PSP. Now if you don't mind, I am going to watch Laguna Beach." She stated and turns the channel. Zuko came in and sat down.

"Sokka, where is Katara?" He asked.

"Oh, she told me to tell you…dammit! You stupid bastard, feel my rage! Take that and this and..."

"Sokka!" Zuko yelled.

"What?"

"What did Katara tell you, to tell me?" Zuko asked.

"Oh my bad, she said that she had to do something, she wouldn't say, but she will be back in a little while." Sokka finally said.

"Sokka, watch your mouth." Gran-Gran said.

"Sorry, Gran-Gran." He said and continues to play his game.


It was getting late and Katara still hasn't return. She left at nine o'clock and now it is six o'clock.

"Sokka, why isn't Katara back. It's getting late and it's not like Katara to be late." Gran-Gran said, getting worried. Sokka sighed and put down his PSP. He grabbed his coat and said "I will go get her, she lost track of time that's all."

"I will come with you." Zuko said. Sokka turned around and said "No, it will be better if you stayed. Katara wouldn't be happy, if you saw her." Sokka then walked out of the door.

Sokka arrived at the place. The place, wear their mother is buried. Sokka began walking to grave site, when he saw man standing next to Katara. As he approach, the gravestone, the man turned around to see Sokka.

"Sokka." the man said.

"I came to get Katara." Sokka said. The man nodded his head and left. Sokka walked up to Katara and gave Katara hug. Katara pushed Sokka away from her.

"Katara it is time to go home. Zuko & Gran-Gran are worried about you." Sokka said.

"Sokka, I don't want to go home." She whispers.

"You have to, we have guest at home and they came to visit us, and to spend time with us." He said.

"Sokka, I don't think I can deal with it anymore." She whispers, once again.

"Katara, we have been through this! You are coming home and-"

"Sokka, it has been seven years since mom died and when 2006 comes it will make it eight years." Katara practically yelled.

"Katara, I know this. That is why I didn't want you to come to her grave site." Sokka yelled back.

"What's wrong with me coming to visit my mother?" She asked.

"Everything! You always remind me of her and it hurts too much to come here. Sometimes I wish…"

"Wish what?"

"Wish that mom would have never existed, that we never met her and maybe I wouldn't have this pain in my heart." He said. "Let's go." Katara was speechless and they walked the way home in silence.


Sokka and Katara arrived home. Sokka came in first, then Katara. They hang up their coats and Sokka turned around.

"Listen, Katara I am sorry about…" Sokka began, but she cut him off.

"I don't want to here it." She whispers. Sokka reached to grab her hands, but she yelled "Don't touch me! I look too much like mom; maybe I should have never existed!" She walked past him and walked into her room and slammed it shut.He walked into the living room and began playing his PSP again.

"Sokka, what's wrong with Katara?" Gran-Gran asked.

"Nothing." He said harshly. Zuko got up and walked to Katara's room. He knocked on her door.

"What do you want, Zuko." She said. He opens the door and walked in, then closed it behind him. Katara was in her bed, with the covers over her head. He walked over to her bed and sat next to her.

"Do you mind answering a few questions?" He asked.

"It depends." She said.

"Well, I will start. Why were you late?" He asked.

"I was at my mother's grave and lost track of time." She answered.

"Why did you yell at Sokka?"

"He said…"

"Katara it is not could to keep things inside. Trust me I know." He said. She pulled the covers backed and looked at Zuko. Her eyes were red, from crying so much.

"I miss her so much, it's not fair! Why did she have to die! Why didshe have to leave me here and live life without her. I just want her back." She said in rush, and started crying. Zuko held her and she cried in his shoulders.

"It is alright, Katara. I never knew my mom. When my mom had Zula, my dad told her she had to leave. I know how you feel, my mom is still alive and everyday I wonder if she thinks of me." Zuko said. For the rest of time Zuko let Katara cry on his shoulders and he comforts her. They spent New Years Eve and New Years day like this, but eventually they fell asleep.


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