Please Say You'll Think of Me
Olivia Georgiana
Fan Fiction:
Katara
Zuko
Avatar: The Last Airbender
Disclaimer: Please understand that I do NOT own ATLA. This is a fictional story coming from my imagination! Thanks, and enjoy!
**Okay, so this one is a little shorter, also I was experimenting with Zuko's point of view as well. Tell me what you think!
Also, please tell me if you enjoy the shorter chapters, if not I'll expand! It'll take me longer, though! Thanks!**
Day Two: Innocence
I waited for Ren to come and pick me up last night, but she never arrived. Zuko said it was because this room was my only room for now on, or until Zuko got tired of me. He told me that he was going to talk to his father and see if I could possibly leave, but he doesn't think I will be released anytime soon.
"I will never!" I turned from the window and faced the door. Zuko slammed the door behind him, obviously really angry. "I could not believe he would make me do that!"
"What is it Zuko?" I finally opened my mouth, letting him know that I was still in the room. The only room I know of anyway.
He looked up at me. "My father, he is a despicable person. Katara I tried, I really did, but it looks like the only way you will get out of here is if…."
He didn't have to finish his statement. I am being forced to do this. "Zuko, I can't, you know what the Water Tribe will say, better yet what my family will think of me? I won't allow it."
"You don't think I know this? He's just trying to get Aang and your brother pissed off, so it would be a counterattack."
"Then what are we supposed to do?"
I couldn't look at him anymore. My eyes stayed locked on the blood red carpet.
"I guess, we'll have to wait to see what plays out. Maybe the group will come and rescue you, oh hell, I hope they will. If they're smart, they would've been here, and taken you. I don't know, I don't know what the hell is going on. And I hate it. Katara, I'm really trying to get you out of here. It's not healthy for you to be here."
I looked back up at him, confused. "What?"
"The Fire Nation, they will dehydrate you until you die. You'll disappear from human eye in less then a couple of seconds. The only reason your still here with me is because I agreed with my father."
My eyes widened. "You what?"
"I told him I would do it, but only if he would let you go in return."
"You are going back on everything you just said Zuko! At first I was safe, now I have to lie in your damn bed to get out of here?"
Now it was his turn to look at the ground, he whispered, "I'm sorry, but I have to, in order to keep you safe."
"You bastard."
Zuko
I didn't understand why Katara was so pissed off at me. My father will never have anything except for his own way. I tried to negotiate for her, I really did. I had to survive with her for the past couple weeks, and over that much time I've become good friends with not just her, but everyone else in the group. Sure Sokka sometimes doesn't trust me, but I guess no one can truly trust me. Not after what I did, to make everyone's life a living hell. Hell, I even made my own life a living hell.
I know Katara is upset with the outcome of me ordered to sleep with her, just so she can return home. I could never come to actually do it though. As strong as Katara thinks she is, she's still very fragile. At times, she still needs that shoulder to cry on, or have those warms arms wrap around her. I wish I could protect her more, but I can't.
I know what she is thinking. I'm the Fire Nation Prince, so I should be saying goodbye to her at the main gate, but I can't. She would be arrested, and while she is being tortured, I will be forced to watch. Ridiculous, right? Yea, well that's the Fire Nation for you, a living and breathing, red hot hell.
I watch as Katara goes back onto the balcony and, sits down on the hard concrete. I leaned against the wall, slivers of my hair falling over my face. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I came to my final decision. I would have to do it, hopefully she will finally come to trust me, but, wait, no.
I glance back at Katara, her head resting on her palm. I couldn't.
I couldn't take her innocence away, she was too perfect to be destroyed.
