Love
He had no idea when he fell in love with her, he only knew when he realized it. She was the ambassador for the southern water tribe and they would meet frequently to discuss treaties, trades, and conflicts. Over time we began to meet more frequently outside of the meetings, as friends. It was one of the times they met in Aroma, one of Katara's favorite restaurants in the fire nation that it hit him. She came in wearing a simple red and gold cheongsam that fell down to her feet, his breath caught in his throat. She gave him a soft smile, "Hello Zuko" at first, he couldn't say anything he just nodded dumbly until the connection between his brain and throat started working again, "Hello you look...nice." Dinner went smoothly after that, they discussed friends, politics, and any other little thing they could think of before they paid and left. As they reached where they would normally part ways he took her hand, "If you would like I could walk you to your hotel." She gave him a warm smile and nodded, "That would be lovely."