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!

**Alright I know, I know, I've skipped A LOT of days, but with skipping I was able to write more intimate things. It pretty much explains some of things that happen in those skipped days, but other than that, it's the same. Everyday. I couldn't do that, that would be boring! So, enjoy!


Day 26: Sweetness

Foreword:

"We did not touch, we did nothing that would keep us pieced together. We were distant but yet close. We couldn't see a light at the end of the tunnel but it seemed not to matter anymore. I knew this wasn't going to last much longer, living peacefully that I really didn't want to in the first place. We both wanted freedom, hope in getting out of this place. Then again, if I left I wanted to go with her. This is what has me frustrated, I want to be with her, protect her, but yet I know I can't.

As soon as she touched my lips so gently, it was as if…."

—From the diary of Zuko, Prince of the Fire Nation

I knew things weren't going to get any better. I've been in this place for twenty-six days. I thought Aang or even my brother would've been here already, but nothing! Like they fell off the side of the world, and I was alone in this ripped apart place. Of course I was with Zuko, but we hardly talked, obviously too afraid about the punishment I was put under. I was sitting on the balcony banister, looking over the tiny people below me. Zuko gave me permission to sit out here, especially because no one would be able to see me.

That's the other thing, I have a balcony, you would think I could leave whenever, but it's not possible. I would be dead as soon as my toes realized the window sills were too slim to walk upon. Instead I would sit out here, hopefully seeing Appa in the near distance, scooping me up and away from here.

Zuko was at yet another battle training expedition this morning and I was left in the room by myself for almost four hours now.

Just like that, I heard the door open. A guard walked into the room, helping Zuko onto the bed. I quickly got off the balcony and inside the room. I really didn't need the guard yelling at me and then telling Ozai. When Zuko was safely on the bed the guard looked up at me.

"You're the servant, make sure he's comfortable and healing," then a slow smile appeared on his face. "No working tonight. Good day, Prince Zuko."

The guard bowed and left the room. My teeth were clenched and my hands developed into fists. Zuko was looking at me, making sure I wouldn't do anything stupid, like killing that bastard.

"Katara," said Zuko, he held out his hand.

I took it and he guided me to the side of the bed. I sat, and he grimaced at the new weight on the bed.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing, just some scratches."

"You're a really bad liar. Let me look." I saw him breathing heavily, like it hurt him. Maybe a couple of broken ribs? I slowly moved my hands up to the piece of worn leather that kept the top of his shirt closed. I noticed his eyes were locked onto my face, but I continued. He helped me heal, I should help him. I placed my hand on his bare skin, hopping to feel even blood flow, something that would convince me he was okay.

I was wrong, he had broken his ribs and other internal damage I couldn't determine. I opened my eyes and looked at him, right into his golden eyes.

"What's the verdict, doctor?" he jokingly asked.

I could tell by his muffled speech that it hurt, just to talk. "I need your shirt off."

His eyebrows went up. "What? Sorry I didn't hear that right."

"Zuko, you have broken ribs, I can heal them, but I can't without touching your skin.

His eyes closed slowly, "Okay."

He lifted his upper body so I could grab the bottom part of his shirt and pull it over his head. Once his shirt is off, I look at his chest. It would have been gorgeous to look at but now it was black and blue from the damaged ribs. I placed my palm out facing the water pitcher on the other side of the wall. The water flowed to my hand and I placed the water between my palms. Once it was saturated on both my hands, I separated them, and placed them over his ribcage.

He hissed through his teeth, feeling the pain of his ribs moving back into place. His grunts and moans made me almost stop, but I couldn't, if I did things wouldn't be okay. He could be permanently damaged.

"What happened," I whispered, hopping to get his mind off the pain.

"Azula, she can be a l-little harsh," his eyes didn't open, but I could tell he didn't like to be the weak one. If I was doing this to my brother he would be crying his eyes out. But not Zuko.

Not Zuko.

He was strong, and he showed his strength to me. He stood up for me and tried to rescue me countless times. I was too blind to notice that he was trying to protect me, keep me safe, and out of harm's way.

Once I was done with moving his ribs, he exhaled deeply. He opened his eyes, and looked up at me.

"Thanks," he said.

"Are you sure you're okay? There's other damage internally, but I can't fix that. I'm mean if you're still—," I was over talking. Trying to get the thoughts of him out of my mind. I've shared a room with this hotheaded Fire Bender for twenty-six days and I never thought I would be thinking that way.

"Katara," he cut me off, because of my excessive talking. "I'm fine."

"Zuko, it's just…," but before my statement was completed, our lips met. Finally.

I knew that I shouldn't be, but I couldn't stop. His fingers were looping and tangling with my hair. I'm enjoying this, this feeling, this new roller coaster that I was introduced to. This new moment of truth that confirmed my thoughts. I don't think my thoughts are much better, because this is, in a way, my freedom.

Zuko

What am I doing? I should not be doing this, but it was like I was feeding a monster inside of me. I've wanted to do this, this with this tanned-skinned blue eyed girl for the longest time. She was saving me from the evil person I have become inside. I was opening up to her, relaxing against her. I let my arms drop back down onto the bed, waiting for her to let go, but she didn't. I could tell she was excited by these turns of events.

Then again, what am I thinking? I cannot, she won't, no.

Katara

He released his grip on me and I quickly gained balance from the tightrope I was walking on. I'm sure he hates himself already, and now I probably just opened another healing wound. He knew I wanted this, to continue, but he didn't, not wanting me to go further than I should. I got up from the bed and walked over to the balcony, my skin turning red from embarrassment.

"I'm sorry," I quietly said.

"Don't," he said from the bed. "Come here."

I turned back around to look at him.

"We won't do anything, let's just talk."

I slowly walked back to the other side of the bed and climbed on. I lay next to him and I allowed him to put his arm out, so I could lay my head where his arm met his shoulder.

"Whats it like?"

"What's what like?" I asked.

"The Water Tribe? The white snow and blue sky?"

I smiled, glad to be talking of winters and snowflakes. I started to speak, returning to home. The icy waters, sparkling igloos, penguins and polar dogs.

Zuko

I tried to image her world, I really did, but I just couldn't get that kiss off my mind. Her lips touching mine, her soft hair entwining with my fingers. I could still taste the salty cold water on her lips from the home she was visualizing for me. That tart taste, but contained that everlasting sweetness.


Hope you enjoyed! Please review, for kindness! Thanks again for be such great Zutura fans! Also I'm not sure if there were 'polar dogs' yet. I was watching the Legend of Korra and Korra has a polar dog, so I was like...what the hell!