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A/N:.... So I'm not dead. There are alot of factors that took me so long to update. Factor one: Extreme writers block that resulted in Body Language and Bad Habits (go read). Factor two: My friend reintroduced me to Death Note and I couldn't do anything until i finished it. Factor three: I had to write a comparison paper- I'm such a dork I compared Harry Potter to Zuko(hey my professor approved of it). If you want to humor yourselfs I may let you read it. Factor four: I have had a stupid sinus infection that will not go away. Strangely Thanksgiving had nothing to do with this takeing so long. I actually wrote most of it on the way to, at, and on my way home from my grandparents. Final note before I send you off my AIM screenname is darklily1223. Feel free to message me and bug the crap out of me. If I have somone bigging me I get my stuff done faster.

Katara sighed sleepily, she was in the stage of sleep, right before waking up, and was trying to force herself to go back. It wasn't that hard to do, the rhythmic breathing of her pillow was gently lulling her back into dreamland. Her warm blanket wrapped tighter around her. Wait a minute… pillows didn't breathe and blankets didn't have arms.

Her eyes snapped open. Her eyes met with a muscular red clad arm. Crap… how did this happen exactly? The last thing she remembered was apologizing to Zuko for losing the evil ostrich-horse. Oh Tui and La… she fell asleep on him! This was just too awkward for words. How was she going to get out of this without waking him up?

She gently tried to lift his arm off of her, but that only prompted him to tighten his grip on her. She was stuck. Boy was it going to be awkward when he finally woke up. She squirmed slightly, wondering why she was trying so hard to escape. She'd dreamt of getting to do just this for ages.

"'Tara, stop squirming," A tired raspy voice mumbled.

She froze in his arms as he pulled her up closer to him, "Zuko… she whispered, "Wake up."

He groaned, "How long have we been out?"

"Long enough," she whispered, still trying to squirm out of his arms.

He finally loosened his grip and allowed her to sit up. She turned to look at him as he opened his eyes. He let out a slew of curses. "We are so far behind schedule!"

Katara flushed, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep like this."

Zuko sat, pinching the bridge of his nose, "It's okay. We just won't reach the port for a few days. A minor setback."

Katara knew she should have kept her mouth shut, but the words spilled out before she could stop them, "What are we going to do about my ostrich-horse and clothes? Everything I had was in that bag."

"I had completely forgotten about that," he bit off, "I guess I'll just lend you something of mine. That of course means we won't be making it to the port town as soon as I had hoped."

"Earlier today you said that we would make it by morning. What's changed?"

"We're going to be sharing a mount. We can't ride it as fast or as long. We'll have to take a lot more breaks."

Katara groaned, "You know this means you should have listened to me, right? I told you I didn't know how to ride an ostrich-horse." She was standing now, her hair a tangled mess around her shoulders, hands on her hips, "If you didn't want to take one of your blasted Fire Navy ships we could have taken Appa. I know how to fly Appa."

Zuko winced at her harsh tone, "Katara I told you. I want to be incognito. People still don't quite trust me, you know."

"Hello! I'm going to be with you. People like me."

"Not the resistance," Zuko blurted out.

Katara gave him a dangerous glare, "There's a resistance? Why didn't you tell me?"

Zuko looked down at his feet, "I thought I mentioned it. Maybe you weren't paying attention at the time."

"That's something I would remember Zuko!" She cried, grabbing his bag. "I'm going to try to find a place to take a bath or something." She stalked off into the trees. She knew there was a river or something nearby. She could feel the water calling to her.

She hadn't walked very far when she stumbled across a river. She gently removed her clothes and folded them and sat them on a rock. She sat on the edge of the river, clad only in her white underclothes, kicking the water with her feet. She was debating on whether or not she should wash her underclothes. She didn't know when she would get another chance to. So, sighing, she gently tugged them off as well. She waded into the water until it was well above her hips. She held her under clothes in her hands and went about rinsing them off, when she heard a sound. Her senses had heightened over the months she spent traveling with her little motley crew. She had to make sure that Aang (or any others for that matter) never accidently wandered in on her in the nude.

She heard it again, "Zuko?" she called, sinking further under the water. She was going to chew him out if he followed her. Before she could even blink they appeared from the trees. There had to be ten, all men… and not small men either. The smallest one was easily the size of a small mountain. She did the only thing she could thing of at the moment. She let out a scream.

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Zuko was still staring at the trees Katara had disappeared into, when a sharp shriek knocked some sense into him. He bit off a curse; he did not recall Katara being such a magnet for trouble before. He stood and ran in the direction of her voice. He finally came stumbling through the trees only to have himself frozen to one.

He glanced around and noticed Katara was handling herself rather well for being outnumbered. Six men were frozen to various trees, shock on their face as the waterbending girl continued to fling water at the remaining four men.

"I don't care if you're part of the freaking resistance, NEVER SNEAK UP ON A BATHING WATERBENDING MASTER!" The water danced around her limbs keeping most of her body covered. "Now I am going to keep you there and I'm going to leave." She said glaring at the men frozen to various trees.

At that moment Zuko remembered he was a firebender. In a matter of seconds he freed himself from his icy prison, "Katara stay in the water!" He called, "I'll bring your clothes. Where are they?"

He saw her flush slightly and sink under the water, "They should be on the rocks….oh …." The rest of her sentence was a flurry of many curses that Zuko was quite surprised she even knew.

"Does this mean what I think it means?" he asked, glancing towards the water.

"Not only have I lost my ostrich-horse and my belongings," Katara stated, "but I've managed to lose my only pair of undergarments and my clothes. The world just does not love me today."

Zuko coughed, "I guess you could wear one of shirts… or something like that."

"Toss me one," she called, "No…. wait. Take the bag down river and leave it. I'll meet you at the ostrich-horse."

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Katara watched Zuko walk downriver cursing under her breath. Someone up in the heavens must be having quite a laugh right about now. Seriously, when had she ever attracted trouble? Well there was that time with the pirates and Zuko. Oh and the time she got herself thrown in prison…Well that actually happened twice, but once it was on purpose. There was also Jet. And that one time she walked right into Azula's trap. Okay maybe she was more of a trouble magnet than she thought she was.

Well at least this was the first, and hopefully only, time she ended up naked. She looked at the men frozen to the trees, who for some reason where into much shock to firebend themselves out of the ice. Hadn't anyone warned them how powerful she was?

She sank deeper into the water and slowly made her way downriver, which was very difficult to do while trying to make sure that you're completely covered and checking to make sure no one is going to jump out of the trees at you. She finally made it to where Zuko had left his bag. She glanced around to make sure he wasn't poking around anywhere nearby and she quickly climbed out of the water. She bent the water off of her body and began digging around in Zuko's bag.

She pulled out a red shirt that looked large enough to cover her vital parts. She pulled the shirt over her shoulders and fastened it shut with one of his golden belts. She began to dig deeper in the bag. There was no way she was going to ride on an ostrich-horse without any time of undergarments. She found what looked to be like red shorts and sighed. It was going to have to do for now.

She walked over to the river and glanced at her reflection. The shirt was a little low and showed a little more of her than she was used to seeing. At least it covered a good portion of her thighs. She went about fixing her hair into her usual hair style, minus her beloved hair-loopies. When she was finally satisfied, she set off to find Zuko.

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Zuko sighed tiredly, feeding the ostrich-horse a few bits of grain he had managed to take out of his bag, when Katara came through the woods finally. There was something about her wearing his shirt that just looked so right to him. He shook off the thought as she came and stood in front of him, holding out his bag for him to take.

He took it from her and gave her a smirk, "Do you always attract this much trouble?" He settled the bag on the back of the ostrich-horse.

Katara gave him a dirty look, "Maybe I do. Now let's just go before those idiots back there remember how to firebend."

Zuko helped her up on the ostrich-horse and climbed up behind her, "Well we're off. Let's hope you don't attract any more trouble until we get to town."

"Haha," she mumbled dryly.

A/n2: You know the drill! Review please! I'm thinking about writing a one-shot for my 50th reviewer. Hmmmmmm. :D