Okay this is set on the eve of the great battle or whatever it's called, your choice, anyways Katara finds a battered and beaten Zuko after he betrayed Azula(poor zuzu). Sorry about the shortness, but I didn't really want to make it longer. Enjoy R'R!
Disclaimer:I do not own avatar or any of the totally pwnsome characters, sorry.
They had met again, another crossroads on their intertwined destinies, feelings unsure and choices regretted. Even though they felt the urge to fight, all they could do was stare at the person in front of them. One broken by the betrayal of everyone he had ever known, and the other by the very war that had brought them together. The silence between them spoke a thousand words of uncertainty and neither were sure what to do next, considering breaking the silence was not an option, gazing would have to do. Entranced by every breath, every move, every moment of heart breaking stillness their unexpected encounter had caused, one reached out to touch the face of the woman who had plagued his dreams for so long. All she could do was close her eyes and feel the warmth of his hand on her cheek, just as she had done to him not so long ago. The man followed his heart and kissed her, for the first time, and maybe the last. Because no one is sure of what tomorrow will bring, and he didn't want to take any chances, so he kissed her again...and didn't stop.