Ok, finally another update and this is were conflict starts up again and marks the half way done mark. Any way just sit back and read and remember I don't own anything but the storyline
Katara was running the house crazily, and Aang had been around long enough to know she was stressed about something. It had been two months since he had lived there, along with Sokka and Toph on the weekends. His gray eyes were watching Katara dart from on side of the house, yelling for someone to make her something, or find her shoe. Appa found it and was sitting next to Aang wagging his tail, and Aang looked at him.
"You're a very curl dog." Aang said to him getting up to yell at Katara. "Found it!"
"Where-" Aang cut her off by pointing to Appa. "Appa! Today's a very important day."
"What's so important?" Aang asked from behind the counter.
"Some banker is coming to evaluate me and the business. It's important that their impressed." Katara said grabbing some of the breakfast Aang made. "How's your shoulder?"
"Better, it's a little tight sometimes." Aang said.
"That's good to know, see you when I get home." Katara said before racing out the door, and Aang just shock his head. Momo watched from the window, giving him a sideways glance when Katara pulled out of the drive way.
"Are they here yet?" Katara asked the secretary as she raced in.
"No, Katara, you're an hour early." The woman said but Katara had already run off.
She wanted to make sure everything was perfect, and was racing about the office. The whole office was buzzing, of all days this had to be their busiest and crazy day. People were coming for her to sign things, her phone was ringing off the hook and that was all in the hour before the banker came. To their luck the banker was running late, giving them some time to breath. Eventually business died down, and they were able to breath and focus on other things. But when the banker and his lawyer walked in, breathing was dared.
"Hello, Mr. Iroh, it nice to have you here." Katara said shaking the old banker's hand.
"Well, Ms. Katara I will say I'm impressed, a woman like you running a place like this." Iroh said with a chuckle. "You have a very nice place going for you."
"Thank you, it's been rough, but we get over things."
"Oh, and this is my nephew, Zuko, fresh out of Law School."
"Nice to meet you." Zuko said, and Katara noticed the scar on his face.
"You too, so what do you want to see?" Katara said happily.
She gave them a whole tour, from top to bottom, every man and woman who worked for her. Iroh seemed impressed, and Zuko was satisfied, but he was eyeing Katara and she could feel it. The day dragged by, and lunch was bearable enough. She was happy when they left, but Zuko held back for a little while.
"Katara, are you free tonight?" Zuko asked lingering at her office door.
"Yes, I think so." Katara said looking over some paper work.
"Would you care to go to dinner with me, to talk business, of course?"
"That sounds nice Zuko, thanks."
Zuko smiled and left and Katara groaned realizing they were far from out of her hair. She left work early; there was nothing for her people to do, so she let them out early as well. She came home to a shocked Aang who pointed out the obvious to Bato and everyone else. Katara plopped on her bed, before rolling over and getting ready, but a knock on the door stopped her.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Katara, what's going on?" Aang's voice asked, and Katara opened the door to find him standing there concerned.
"Oh, nothing." Aang raised an eyebrow. "Ok, I got asked out by the banker's nephew."
"And you're going through with that, you know what people will think."
"Yes, but he asked me out, not the other way around."
"Ok, just be careful."
"Why are you saying that?"
"It's my catch-phase."
"Lair!"
"Fine, it comes from a friend." Aang said turning and leaving her to change.
Ding Dong
"Just a sec! Appa, put that down!" Aang yelled chasing Appa around the house.
Ding Dong Ding Dong
"Haha." Aang laughed happily. "I'm coming!"
DingDongDIngDongDingDong
"Hold your horses." Aang said opening the door to a very well dressed man with a scar on his left eye. "Hello."
"Hello, you would be?" The man asked.
"I'm Aang, and you must be the man who's taking Katara out."
"Zuko's the name." The man corrected. "Why are you here?"
"I live here, well Katara insists on me living here."
"Oh, I see, nice meeting you."
"You too."
"Sorry for making you wait Zuko." Katara said running down the stairs, while putting on her high heels. "Oh, I see you two meet."
"Yes, now remember what I told you." Aang said.
"I'm a big girl, I'll be fine." Katara said.
Aang gave her a small smile and she left with Zuko to go to what ever fancy restaurant he was going to take her to. Aang watched the car pull away; there was something he didn't like about Zuko. He remembered back to the days when he would fight people because he knew there was something that needed to be knocked into them. That feeling was coming back, his sixth sense was coming back, and it was protecting his beloved friend.
Don't worry this is not turning into a Zutara story, sorry Zutara fans. Please review and tell me what you think