A/N Yes, this chapter may have a bit more fluff! I'm also excited that Nick airs reruns of Avatar on Saturday! I checked Anyways also excited about the rumors that in season 3, Zutara might happen! EEKK!

Right now in season 2, they just hint on about it. I could see that! But, they're just rumors, so it may or may not happen.

But hey! It's great to get our dreams up right!

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar! If I did, Zuko would be making out Katara! MUWHAHAHAH!

Out of a daze, Katara rubbed her eyes, her vision clearing up a bit, she tried getting up, but a pair of strong arms were wrapped around her waist, preventing her from leaving.

She looked next to her and saw Zuko sound asleep, his chest rising and falling.

"Up so soon Miss Katara?"

Katara turned around and saw Iroh grinning. "I see my nephew couldn't keep his hands to himself!" Iroh laughed.

Katara turned crimson red as she stared down at her lap. She saw sitting up, but Zuko's arms seemed glued to her waist. He groaned and pulled her closer to him.

Iroh laughed again and muttered something about being a grandfather.

As soon as Iroh left to get some tea leaves from the surrounding area, Katara bit her lip and gently tried to slip away. Although that was what made Zuko's eyes blink open. He sat up; his arms back to his sides. Then he stared at Katara.

"What is it? Why are you staring at me like that?"

"You're…..pretty…cute." Zuko mumbled out, sounding a bit drunk.

"Uhhh, thanks, Zuko, are you alright?"

"Never…..been better….." He mumbled out again, this time trying to sit up when he fell back down.

"Zuko! What's the matter?" Katara exclaimed, holding him up.

"Nothing's the matter your highness, just think a pretty thing like yourself shouldn't be out here!" Zuko mumbled on and on.

"Yeah…..right…..you're sick Zuko, Sokka caught this once, and he started mumbling like an idiot!" Katara said setting Zuko down on the mat again. "As if he already wasn't…." she added, muttering it.

"Katara, can you come over here?" Zuko asked her, still sounding drunk. Katara was searching for medicine when she stopped and turned around. "Yes Zuko?"

"Come over here, I need to tell you something…."

"Alright, what-"

"Closer."

Katara went up to him, right next to each other. "I need to tell you something…"

"Alright Zuko, but I can't get too close to y- mmphmm!"

Zuko pulled her down and kissed her passionately, his arm wrapped around her neck, as Katara struggled to get out of his grasp.

The more she struggled however, the harder he pushed her against him. Katara relaxed, forgetting the fact he was sick, she moaned softly and Zuko pulled her closer to him. (As if it were possible)

"My, my Zuko, I see that the minute I turn my back, the next you kiss the young lady!" Iroh grinned as he saw Zuko kiss Katara passionately.

"Oh, uncle, it's you! Did you come back from getting your tea leaves?" Zuko asked, sounding like he drank a bit too many.

"Zuko, are you drinking something?" Iroh asked suspiciously.

"No, uncle, I didn't drink anything." He replied.

"That's funny because you look and talk like you drank a bit too many."

"I'm fine uncle."

"No, he's not." Katara said, cutting into their conversation.

"He's sick; he caught a cold probably from last night."

"You know you are going to get it too now, since you two kissed each other."

"OMG! You're right! Zuko!" Katara gritted her teeth and looked down at him.

"Hey hot stuff."

"Zuko not another word! You could have given me the cold!"

"Aw don't worry your pretty little head;" Zuko stroked her cheek gently, "I'm pretty sure that you didn't catch it."

After that, Zuko sneezed dozens of times.

"Ugh," Katara opened the top off a medicine she found in their bags and fed him a spoonful.

"Iroh, he should be alright for a while, I'm going to go get some water," Katara turned and walked towards the stream, when she turned around again and added, "oh yeah, and he might be a bit delirious so he might mumble things that he didn't mean."

With that, Katara walked quietly to the stream.

Iroh turned to Zuko and sat down next to him. "Is she gone uncle?"

"Yes, she is, Zuko what were you thinking? Not thinking a second thought about kissing her and perhaps giving her the cold!"

"Never crossed my mind…." Zuko replied back, sounding more drunk than before.

Then he went into a sneezing fit and rested on his mat. "Are you really my uncle?" Zuko said, losing more and more of his mind each minute.

"Uh, yes Zuko," Iroh said.

He must be losing his mind even more! Where's Miss Katara with the water?

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Katara hummed as she bended the water into the container she brought. She watched as the water flowed into the jug easily and swiftly, not a single drop cascaded down the sides.

Suddenly, a dagger shot out from the bushes and landed itself on the tree right next to Katara's face. She gasped as she recognized the dagger, it was Mai's. Dashing quickly into the trees she bumped into Iroh. "Dear lady, what's wrong?"

"We need to go! Azula and her team are here!" Katara hurried past him and started to pack up everything in a blur.

Then the dreaded sound of troops marching forth rang in her ears. She got the whole camp cleaned up except for Zuko who was still mumbling insanities.

"Iroh! Please help me pick him up! We need to get out of here!" The smell of smoke arose to her nose. She coughed, making it very hard to breath. "Uncle Iroh? Help!" The smoke was now a dense fog around them.

"Iroh can't be here right now….."

Katara gasped as she turned around and the smoke cleared up, revealing a smirking Azula, a bubbly Ty Lee, and a glaring Mai. "If you know what's best for you, I suggest you give up him and yourself over.

"Never!"

"Fine, if it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get! Mai, Ty Lee! Grab Zuko! I'll deal with the water tribe peasant." Azula grinned evilly as Mai and Ty Lee closed in on Zuko. Katara shot off an arrow to Mai, pinning her to a tree. Then, Katara made an ice shield to block Azula's lightning blasts. With the remaining ice, she threw it to Azula. Ty Lee was about to grab Zuko when Katara waterbended around her ankles and made her trip.

"Well, you put up quite a fight, although, I wouldn't count on winning, dragging off Zuko over there."

"What did you do to him?" Katara, knowing that the three girls did something to him while they were sleeping.

"Oh nothing, just drugged him with a little thing I like to call, drowsiness needles, quick, efficient, perfect for taking down someone like yourself! Mai, Ty Lee! Now!"

Katara spun around to find Mai and Ty Lee just second away from plunging that needle into her neck.

Mai threw hers, as well did Ty Lee. Katara thought quickly and used Sokka's dagger to block the incoming projectiles. "Smart move, but not smart enough!" Azula came up behind her and plunged it into her neck. Katara groaned sharply in pain.

"We got her Azula, great job."

"Why thank you Mai."

The three girls looked down at the cringing Katara. She was feeling dizzy, a bit sleepy.

No, I won't give up….not yet.

She quickly gave the girls a sweep kick; all three of them fell down. Katara brought her self up and went over to Zuko. When she went their, he was gone.

"Zuko? Where are- mmpphmmm!" Someone muffled her from behind. "Ssh! Follow me!" Katara immediately recognized the soft, but rough voice of Zuko. She sighed and followed him into the trees.

Once out of the range of the girls, they let out a big gasp of air. "But, wait, what about the supplies? Are you ok? Did they hurt you?" Katara asked all these questions.

"Katara! Wait, one at a time!" Zuko laughed softly.

"Oh, sorry, so are you ok?"

"Yeah, just fine, the effect lasted only for 12 hours, nothing special."

"Don't we need the supplies? And your uncle?"

"The supplies, don't worry, and uncle, he'll be fine, he's called the Dragon of the West for something!"

Katara smiled and realized the pack that she carried around, which wasn't a burden since it was a small pack that was strapped around her thigh. "Hurry, let's go before my sister and her friends show up." Zuko led the way through the mountains. After a moment of uncomfortable silence, Katara had to ask, "How, how did you…..get your scar?"

Zuko hung his head and leaned a hand on the tree, he stopped abruptly and sighed. "I don't want to talk about it…."

"Oh, I'm sorry….if I brought it up…." Katara looked down at the mossy ground. They continued more and more into the jungle, the harsh sun beating down at the moist trees, creating a humid condition.

Again, Katara spoke, "How long do you think until we get to Ba Sing Se?"

"About….three days, since we're knocked off course." Zuko replied back quietly as he slashed his broad sword in front of him to cut down the vines.

Another silence over took them. Then Zuko asked Katara, "Urm, what did I exactly say to you when I was drugged with the dart?" He couldn't exactly remember, but he knew he said something to her and his uncle.

"Well, you said that I was cute." At this Katara blushed a little.

"And, what else?"

"You started mumbling nonsense, then, you called me your highness and told me a pretty thing…..such as myself shouldn't be out here in the wild…." Katara blushed an even more crimson red.

"Oh, I see…..did I do anything to you or my uncle?"

"Well…." Katara trailed off.

"What? Tell me…."

"You….never mind….you probably don't want to hear it…."

"Yes, I do, now tell me!" Zuko spun her around and looked into her eyes.

"I….you told me to come closer to you….then you grabbed me and…."

"And…..what? What did I do?"

Katara bit her lip and blushed slightly again. Seeing this reaction from her, he realized what he'd done to her. "Did….did….I by chance….ki….kiss…you?"

"Yes…."

"Oh, I…I'm sorry…..if I did anything to violate you….I was just….out of my mind…." Zuko mumbled toward the ground, he himself blushing like mad.

"I know…you sounded like Sokka while you were sick…." Katara said, giggling.

Zuko chuckled slightly and raised his head, locking gazes with her deep, blue eyes. They were just like a waterfall, cascading, constantly moving.

Katara locked gazes with his topaz colored eyes, the fire in them, indescribable, the passion and heat of his kisses, like the fire he creates. The longer they stared at each others eyes, the more closer they became. It wasn't long before his warm, ragged breaths collided with her cold, smooth breaths.

The two gently closed their eyes, feeling each other's breaths on their lips. Finally, their lips met, the passion between grew intensely as Zuko wrapped his arms around her waist and Katara wrapped her arms around his neck. He shyly, ran his tongue over her smooth lips, asking for an entrance, she let him. Katara's moans fed the passion in Zuko instantly. He moved one of his hands up her back and onto the back of her neck, pressing her closer.

Zuko broke off, gasping for breath and the two touched foreheads. He silently, took off the ribbon holding her braid and pressed it into her hand. Her brown hair cascaded down to her shoulders, considering that she cut it when they ran into those drunks. Playing with her hair, he trailed kissed down her smooth neck, stopping at the strap of her necklace. He took the liberty of taking off her weapons from her back, letting them fall to the ground.

Katara slid her hands down from his neck, to his shoulders, resting her light hands. Zuko moaned as she deepened the kiss, while ruffling his short dark hair. He revealed more of her shoulders by dragging down the collar of her shirt. They broke off and panted softly, not letting their teen hearts getting the best of them.

He lightly kissed her neck twice and watched her pull up her shirt, to cover up her shoulders. Before she could pick up her weapons however, he hugged her tightly and whispered into her ear, "I love you Katara…."

She turned around and kissed him lightly on the lips, "I love you too Zuko…."

A/N FLUFFY! Was that enough fluff for my fellow Zutarians? MUWHAHAHAH! R&R!