An: Sorry for waiting so long to update! Well here is another drabble, in this one zuko joins the gaang...
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Katara was definitely the self sacrificing type, everything was always for the good of others.
She cooked
She cleaned
She took care of everyone
And she did the damn laundry, every day. Including Sokka's smelly "warrior's uniforms", not pleasant.
She was pretty much the mother, the nag as you could put it. But she never really minded, she loved her family and friends. Helping keep them together was her way of contributing, even if she did do more than anyone else.
Zuko noticed this and it fascinated him. He had no idea how one person could do so much for those around her, she was always moving. She even put some effort into making sure he was fed and his clothes were washed, although small traces of hostility were still present between the two. No matter how much Katara tried to deny it, that day had hurt, a lot.
But no matter how unfavorable Katara was towards him he couldn't hate her, and gods he couldn't stop watching her. He was a silent observer in this game of life it seemed, surveying the lives of others and never throwing his cards in and playing a round himself. He wanted to so bad, he wanted her to be the first time he really took a chance, to let fate decide where his heart would go.
So one unimportant day, in a forgotten spot, Zuko kissed her.
Who knew betting it all could give him everything.