A/N Yes some of you…. ( like me.) might be a bit confused on why Zuko is being forced to choose a bride…..when he already has Katara….well…..I actually meant was….he needs to ask her in three days…or choose another woman…..let's just cross our fingers and hope it's Katara. XD

Disclaimer: I not own Avatar!

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"Three days?"

"Yes uncle….three days."

"Well….ask her already!"

"But….I don't know…she seemed so shaken up last I told her, how do you think she'll act this time?" Zuko groaned in frustration and buried his head in his hands.

"Zuko….you know….either way…she'll love you still." Iroh placed a hand on his troubled nephew's shoulder.

"I know…it's just that….."

"My nephew….take her out for tonight….see the sights, take her to dinner….anything….just make her feel more comfortable around you." Iroh said, placing the diamond ring in Zuko's palm.

"Then, ask her……"

"But, when uncle?" Zuko asked, tired from Iroh's never ending riddles.

"You'll see…."

See? Never ending….

Iroh grinned and walked out of the room, leaving Zuko to think about what he was going to do.

Well, I might as well try it….after all uncle does call himself a "ladies man".

Zuko sighed and got up from the bed, heading towards Katara's room.

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Katara hummed as she tried on various dresses the tailors made for her. Three were blue, one was pure white, one a sleek black, and one that was bright red.

Trying on the first blue one, she shook her head, puffed sleeves weren't good. Then she looked at all the blue dresses and knew they were from the water tribe….suited much for below 30 weather, not for 100 degrees weather like in the fire nation.

Trying on the white one, it was much too pure…..if that's how you'd like to say it.

Nodding her head, she placed in the pile of the blue dresses.

Trying on the red one, it seemed to work perfectly, the red contrasting from her blue eyes. Smiling at it, she took it off and placed it in her closet, leaving her to try on the black one.

Slipping it over her slim figure, it was well fitted and very comfortable. The sash around the waist was a deep purple, with the sleeves a deep purple as well.

While Katara was admiring the dress in the mirror, a knock on her door disturbed her from day dreams.

Slowly, she opened the door and allowed it so that her head only popped out.

Seeing it was Zuko, she quickly grew embarrassed, afraid of he'll think of her dress.

"Do you want to go out?" He asked, faced the ground so he could hide his blush.

"Well….ok…." Katara replied, feeling heat rush to her cheeks.

"Were you in the middle of something?" He asked, still keeping his head down.

"Uhhh….no…just….trying to stuff, that the tailors made me…." She mentally cursed herself by letting it slip she's been trying to dresses.

"Oh…will you be wearing a dress out….tonight?" Zuko asked, his blush becoming redder when he asked that.

"I guess so…..do….do….you want me to?" Katara asked, a new wave of heat brushing her cheeks.

"We…well……um….do you want to? I mean…..you could wear something else if you wanted to or…."

"I'll wear one…..just don't laugh….." Katara smiled as she tried to keep only her head popping out from the room.

"I won't…….ummm…let's meet at the entrance hall if you're ready….ok?" He finally lifted his head, revealing his reddened cheeks.

Katara blushed even harder as she stared at his breathtaking amber eyes.

"I'll be waiting for you there…." He hurried away, leaving Katara smiling to herself.

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"So, did you ask her Zuko?" Iroh asked, standing in the light of the moon with his nephew.

"Yes uncle I did….." He replied, staring off at the moonlit fountains.

"Good…..be charming and courteous to her Zuko." Iroh nudged him.

"Uncle…." Zuko said, threatening, although he was blushing.

Before the two noticed someone coming towards them, someone cleared their throat behind them.

Zuko and Iroh looked around and both were awe struck.

Katara had the black dress on, with black shoes to match, also, a black rose attached to her hair, completing the outfit.

"Well, Miss Katara….you look…absolutely stunning!" Iroh exclaimed.

Katara blushed and muttered a small thank you.

"Have a great time you two! Don't have too much fun!"

Katara and Zuko, as if on cue, blushed ferociously.

"Uncle…." Zuko gave his uncle a death glare.

Iroh laughed and went back into the palace.

Katara played with her fingers, lacing them, twirling them in her palms.

"So…." Zuko spoke up first, unable to face her after the embarrassing moment Iroh had oh so generously provided them.

"So….." Katara said, awkward of the moment.

"Where do you want to go? Anywhere would be fine with me." Zuko said, kicking a stone on the road down to the town.

Katara was quiet for a while and stammered out, "We….well….I'd like to go…..anywhere….just anywhere…."

The two walked out the front gates and the people, hastily going from place to place, didn't even bother to notice their Fire Lord had stepped into their streets.

Katara walked alongside Zuko, neither of them uttering a single word.

Why is it so hard to talk to him now?

She bit her bottom lip and gulped, "Um, so….where are we going?"

"No where in specific…." Zuko looked at her, so stunning in that dress, a pink tinting her cheeks, blush or makeup, he wasn't sure, but whatever it is, it was how you would say…..hot.

He quickly turned his gaze before he was caught looking at her.

Katara noticed it and fiddled with her fingers again.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Wh…what?" Katara asked, a bit taken back at the question.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Sure…." She followed Zuko to a shady bar like place in the outskirts of town.

"Um, I think you should stay out here….." Zuko motioned for her to sit on a bench right next to the door, he went in.

Katara once again, fiddled with her fingers, wondering what Sokka was doing right this moment.

She looked at the various other bars lining the streets, each of them had a dazed, drunk coming out of them.

Come on Zuko….please hurry up….

Right on cue, Zuko came out, with a cup of water for her and something else for him.

"What are you drinking….?" Katara mumbled.

"Want some?" He asked her.

"Well…." Katara hesitantly took the cup and sipped the contents a bit, taken back at the strong, bitter, taste.

"Wine?" She quickly took the water she had and drank it hastily, getting rid of the horrible after taste.

"Yeah…I mean….I am allowed to drink now….so…why not?" He smiled sheepishly and gulped it down.

Katara cringed at the thought of what the taste would have been like.

"Isn't it a bit…..bitter?" Katara asked, her left eye, twitching a bit.

"Well….it's not exactly a thing to die for….as my dad said when I was little." He smiled.

"I guess not." Katara whispered, taking note to never….ever….drink.

Zuko stood up and held out a hand to help her up as well.

"Come on, it's getting a bit dodgy here…..let's go."

Katara took the outstretched hand and stood up, dusting off her dress on the back a bit.

The two walked towards the heart of town and back to the palace.

"Well, uncle will be a bit disappointed if we go in right now…." He said, the wine now kicking in, making him a bit disoriented.

"Yes, he would be….." Katara looked at Zuko and saw him straining to stand up straight.

"Zuko, you should go back in….I think that wine was a bit strong for you…." Katara helped Zuko into through the main doors and into the courtyard.

On the bench, Katara sat down, keeping Zuko in balance next to her.

She cleared his bangs from his scar and stared it.

"Zuko, you never told me how you got that….." She gently traced the edges of the damaged tissue, surprised when he grabbed her wrists quickly.

"Don't..." He whispered, almost threateningly.

"Zuko….I…."

"No….don't….you wouldn't want to….you hear me? You wouldn't want to….." His voice trailing off because of his little over dose of wine.

Feeling his grasp tighten, Katara grunted at the pain shooting up her arm.

Zuko raised his gaze, locking eyes with her.

"Zuko…stop….please…you're hurt me…" Katara whispered out in a pained voice.

"No….not yet…." He pulled her to him, roughly kissing her on the lips.

Katara whimpered at the pain, but it was clouded up by his passion.

Soon, Zuko released his grasp on her wrist and placed a hand on the back on her neck and her waist.

"Zuko, you should go back…….rest….you're drunk….." Katara breathed.

"Alright…." He got up, Katara helping him up the stairs.

Once they were in the hallways, Zuko suddenly, pushed her against a wall, and pressed up against her.

"Zuko….wh…." Katara was a bit frightened.

"You're beautiful…." He breathed, before he dived in and kissed her passionately, the smell of alcohol rushing into her nose.

She squirmed in his grasp, trying to get out. Squealing as he slipped his tongue in unexpectingly, overwhelmed for the passion he had for her.

He pulled away, the two gasping for breath.

"Zuko…y…..you are drunk…..you should go to your room…." Katara said, innocently, muttering those words.

"Not yet…." He murmured, kissing her neck gently.

Katara gulped as he bit down gently right on top of her necklace strap.

"Relax…." He whispered, gently massaging her shoulders and upper arm.

She let out an involuntary sigh of relief as he buried his head in the crook of her neck.

Feeling his tongue slid over the skin on her neck, felt……indescribable. Her heart fluttered around her body, like a bird.

"Like it?" Zuko asked her, looking straight into her eyes.

"Yes…." She moaned as he continued his butterfly kisses.

It was those actions that left her….

Breathless.

A/N MUWHAHAHAH! Sweet fluff! MUWHAHAHAHHA! I need more reviews! Come on!

Yes, I am also reposting this because Imma an idiot... XD

I also have an deviantart account, so I willl put up some drawings of Katara, Zuko, and maybe Toph and Aang.

If I decide I'm good enough, then I will draw some scenes from the story to give you guys a bit of a visual.

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