This was another birthday drabble for a dear lj-friend of mine, tenshiyaki. She requested a Zutara ficlit with a "Beauty and the Beast" theme. Here it is. Happy belated birthday tensh and I hope ya like! 3 Many thanks to chickgurl and rednovember for betaing/reading through and giving me some feedback. I love you two like a fat kid loves cake...but more.

It is you!

by: Kawaii-lyn

She'd never like him. She'd never care for him. The only thing about him she'd ever feel in his presence was fear.

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My dad is fighting in the war. I wish I could see him again. Is he alive? Is he well? Did he make any progress?

Did he fail?

I won't think about it. I must stay positive. I may be in a foreign nation in an unfamiliar castle with a mysterious (and scary) host. But, for his sake, I'll do my best.

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My dad is fighting in the war. I hope I never see him again. The bastard hired that lackey Zhao to exterminate me permanently. Too bad his aim is as bad his sideburns. Heh. Hmm...too bad for me though that I look like "this". Alive? Yes. Appealing? ...why should I care if I'm appealing or not? I never cared before! All I cared about, (wait, care; I still do,) was earning the throne. How did things end up like this? How did I end up like this? And why is the answer to all of my problems her.

I should go visit her. I should do ... something. Where's that mirror?

Why must hair be so unruly?

I should give her flowers.

My left eyebrow is thinner than the other; wait...do I even have an eyebrow there?

Maybe she's hungry?

I look like shit.

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Why did he give me flowers? And what are his intentions behind giving me this new wardrobe? And why was he stuttering?

Was he wearing...cologne?

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Note to self: Never wear that gut-wrenching cologne ever again. Stupid witch and her ploys. Why'd I buy that junk from Azula again? It's disgusting.

I wonder if "she" noticed?

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"Thanks for the ... um...stuff." she said seemingly fascinated with the marble-blue stone floor.

"Uh...your welcome...my lady." he said while looking out the window, marveling at the existence of the sky.

"I'd like to repay you for your kindness..." she continued.

"Oh?" This was quite unexpected.

"What would you have me do?" Her blue eyes are looking at me. Her blue eyes are looking at me. Dear God why can't I think when those damn blue eyes are looking at me?

Zuko looks out the window.

Damnit why does the sky have to be blue, too?

"Well...there is one thing you could do for me..."

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The author of this fic would like to take a moment of your time to allow you to dwell on all of the perverted possibilities that could fill in for this gap of time. She enjoys promoting perverted possibilities, but she does not enjoy writing them lest they make this fic completely OOC and suck-worthy.

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Did the dress have to be yellow? It's so...bright! And look! I can go penguin-sledding underneath all of these ruffles! This thing must weigh a ton. The previous owner clearly must've enjoyed a lot of room for her legs.

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Damnit! My suit is blue too! Stupid annoying blue...reminding me of her every time I see it...

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He actually doesn't look that bad. And hey, blue! My favorite color. Minus the whole beast-look he's got going on...he's very...intriguing.

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Damn does she look good! Yellow was a good choice. Reminds me of the sun.

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The author of this fic would like to skip ahead in the Beauty and the Beast Disney!plot to the part where "Beast" is about to transform into a human. Yes this is cheating. But this is supposed to be a drabble, or a ficlit of the sort. Can't make myself a liar now can I?

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I hope he's not dying. He can't be! I just started to love--

Was that a beam of purple and magical lightsaber-like energy that just landed next to me?

And was that a green one over there? And a blue one there? And a--

What the fu--

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I feel light. I feel like I'm floating. I thought I was dead? Yet I'm feeling better already.

Scratch that I feel like a whole new man!

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He's human? He's normal? He's...not hurt?

His face became visible to her.

Holy Tui he's hot!

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She's giving me weird looks. She must not recognize me. No wait. She's looking at...my features.

I look like shit again don't I?

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"Katara...I'm still the same person. It's me! Zuko." Fall-in-love-with-me, fall-in-love-with-me, fall-in-love-with-me...

Katara took a tentative step to the now human prince. His pale features, his regal cheekbones, his firm chin, his pointed nose. He was flawless. Was he really the same once-repressive jerk of a beast from 10 seconds ago?

She saw him smirk at her furrowed brow.

It's him.

"Wow, you look...great."

"Thanks."

"So um, your a prince again...that's cool."

"Yeah it is."

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Why are things so awkward again? Why aren't we laughing and joking? Why isn't she smiling? Why ... why am u>I /u> not smiling? I'm human again; I'm a prince again. So why--

The blue eyes suddenly close to him stunned his thoughts silent.

Those blue eyes. I hate the color blue, yet...it's so fitting on her. Maybe if I just--

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His tongue is warm. Oh Tui it's intoxicating. His fingers are tangled in my hair, perhaps he's trying to untie my braid? His other hand delicately holds my chin, pulling me closer to his lips. Is he the same Zuko? The same guy who liked me in that poofy yellow dress? Mmmff--

...actually I could care less right now.

The End.