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Zuko glared for a moment before sitting down by the fancy table. Katara hadn't noticed it before, but she really didn't care right now. "Where are my friends?" she repeated coldly. Zuko put his hands together and replied, "I don't think you want to know really." Katara folded her arms. "Try me." Zuko raised his eyebrow. "Alright. Very simple actually. We have no idea where they are. As soon as I captured you, the avatar and your other companion just ran away. Of course we couldn't find them, so we settled for the avatar's girlfriend to be our bait."
Katara winced at the last sentence. "I'm not his girlfriend." She mumbled. "Yes of course." Zuko let her words slip past him without a care. "What is to become of me then?" Katara asked, unfolding her arms and sitting down at the table as well.
Zuko seemed to be mauling her question over furiously for his eyebrows were squinted together and his lips shut tightly together as he pondered. "At this stage of my plan, all I can say is you will be a prisoner to the Fire Nation, and I will be using you to capture the Avatar." Katara found a loophole in what he said. "But you were banished from the Fire Nation weren't you? The shame and humiliation of your own father's disgrace!" Zuko lowered his head and slammed his fist into the table. At once Katara felt remorseful of what she had said. Zuko got up and stomped out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Katara could hear someone locking her inside. How foolish she had been for upsetting Zuko! She began to feel sorry for him. He might be so cruel (which really he's not) if his father had been more understanding. Katara knew she should have been more understanding just a moment ago. Zuko only wanted Aang so that he wouldn't be a disgrace to his father anymore.
Katara sighed and got on her bed, thinking about what Zuko had said about Aang and Sokka. Had they really just run away without even trying to get her back? No, they couldn't have, could they? Would they just forget about her? She sighed and began to feel that Zuko had told the truth. Maybe Aang and Sokka, her own brother, didn't care about her. With her head spinning, Katara laid her head on her pillow and fell asleep.
The next morning Katara heard people, Fire Nation Guards, unlocking her door. She sat up and watched the door swing slowly open. A Guard in Fire Nation armor stood before her. "You have been granted permission to leave your rooms, Miss Katara." The Guard bowed, but Katara wasn't sure why. She thanked him and walked out of her room and looked at the Fire Nation paintings all over the ship. She wondered up on deck and looked out at the sea. The waves were calm; they made her want to jump in and swim for the afternoon. She rested her elbows on the railing and gazed at the sea for a long time. She turned her head and noticed Zuko watching the sea as well, on the opposite side of the ship. She took a breath and walked over to him. When he saw her hand touch the rail he turned his face away. This made Katara lose some of her courage. She finally was able to speak, "I…I'm sorry about what I said earlier Zuko." Zuko still said nothing and kept his head turned away. Katara sighed and looked back out over the sea. Why did she care so much about hurting Zuko's feelings? This was Zuko, the person who kept trying to capture Aang and turn him in to the Fire Nation! She kept wondering, she really had no idea.
"I accept your apology." Zuko's words startled Katara for she had begun to think he wouldn't say anything to her. With that Zuko turned and walked away. Katara stared after him, feeling a little better about herself. She smiled and walked under deck and searched for something to eat. Where was the kitchen anyways? Was there even a kitchen at all? A Guard passing by noticed her confusion. "Looking for something Ma'am?" Katara nodded, "Um yes, the kitchen?" The Guard pointed to a hallway and Katara thanked him. She walked down the hallway, which was a dead end, and went into the only room there. Inside there were two other Guards sitting, eating, and talking happily. Katara uncomfortably got a piece of lotus bread, which she didn't like to much, and sat down in the corner of the room. After finishing her bread she made her way back to her room and laid down in her bed. Once again she asked herself why she cared so much about Zuko. Then she thought she had it. But could it be true? Could she really love Zuko?