Song Name: I Hate Everything About You
Singer/Band: Three Days Grace
Story Title: I Hate You
Rating: T
Pairings: Zutara
Disclaimer: I do not own any songs by Three Days Grace. Nor do I own any characters from Nickelodeon's Avatar: The Last Airbender.

A/N: Oooo, I am so bad. I was writing a Kataang story when I started to listen to Three Days Grace and I got into a Zutara mood. I feel terrible, but so so so fullfilled. Not one of my better drabbles, I admit. And I'm sorry to say that the Kataang drabble is officially lost in the space of my computer (my computer froze up right after I saved my Zutara story...my bad). So, you know, you have a right to throw pots and pans at me. I was a naughty girl writing a Zutara while writing a Kataang. -slaps hand- So bad, so bad. Anyways, Zutarians enjoy! -Solar Beam

I Hate You:

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

The orange glow of the sunrise hit her darkened face, hitting every angle and darkening every crevice. Her blue eyes met the sun with a determined burn. Her hands unclenched and clenched into fists at her sides, repeatedly, in a rhythm. Clench. Unclench. Clench. Unclench. Standing on that wall, with the sun slamming into her exhausted body, it changed her somehow. She had never seen the sunrise. She was determined to watch it now. What made her want to watch it? What was so intoxicating about that sunrise that made her feel she had to watch it come up? Her determination flared up as the sun clearly came over the blue ocean.

"And so the ocean meets the sun…" she said softly.

Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet

She hadn't chosen to get up this morning. It was habit now, after restless sleeps and keeping her blind friend awake with her screams and cries. It was habit now, waking up before dawn, when it was still dark. She would sit in bed and stare at the ceiling of their beautiful house in this magnificent city of dark secrets, wondering what she was missing. This was the only time she had ever gotten out of bed. She had taken a very long train ride to the outer walls, and climbed its many steps, went to the very outer side, the one facing the ocean. She sat there, awake, watching the moon fall past her head. Now she was staring at the sun, and it amazed her.

Only when I stop to think about it

Her eyes shut half-way as thoughts of what was happening entered her scarred mind. She couldn't keep her mind off of him. She hated him. She did. She knew she did. Then why did she feel this way? Her hands clenched tightly against her sides, and she shut her eyes tightly. "I hate everything about him," she repeated, "Everything."

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?

"You hate everything about…who?"

She swung around, her brown braid swinging against her shoulder and neck as her blue eyes met gold. The first words that came out of her mouth shocked her, but obviously not him. "You." Zuko chuckled and in an instant he was in front of her totally, looking down at her, his hands to his sides. Just…looking down at her. "I hate you." His eyes just glowed brighter. "I hate you," she repeated firmly.

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

"You don't hate me," he stated bluntly.

"I do," she said powerfully, "I hate everything about you."

"No, Katara, you really don't."

"Stop saying that," she said angrily, stomping her foot, "I hate you."

"Then I hate you, too." His hands ran up and down her bare arms in a comforting manner, but it only made her even colder. In an instant a burst of water hit him full on in the chest and made him stumble backward.

"Don't touch me!"

He caught himself on the wall, and suddenly his easy gold eyes were narrowed. He stood up and began coming at her, his hands steaming. "Stay away!" she screeched, another burst of water slamming into him and making him stumble slightly.

But he was up, and quicker. He ducked another burst of water, and swung his arm under hers; twisting it just so that now he had her left arm behind her back she was fumbling to stay centered with having her back to the ocean.

"You cheated!" she cried.

"Quiet, someone's going to hear you," he hissed in her ear. Her breath hitched in her throat. His breath was so cold, something she hadn't expected at all.

She shut her eyes tightly and swung her right hand at his cheek, but he grabbed her wrist swiftly and with great ease. She opened her eyes and glared at him angrily. "I hate you."

Only when I stop to think about it

But his eyes were so light, so easy, and so sad. He just stared at her, and she moved her face slightly so that now he could only make out her profile against the dawn's light. She had a straight pout on her lips, her chin out, her eyes glaring at the rising sun.

His angry scowl slowly turned into a slight smile. He slowly readjusted his hands so that her right hand was being held behind her back with his other hand, and he slowly lifted his now free one to her chin. He grasped it lightly, and when she tired to fight it, he grabbed more tightly and turned her head towards him. He looked down at her and met her eyes.

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?

"You don't hate me," he repeated easily. When she just stared up at him with that slight pout, he showed his teeth in his smile and slowly leaned down and his lips met hers. Cold lips met with warm, and she was soon intoxicated in the feeling. For a while, she fought it, fought the feeling of accomplishment. She was kissing him! But then she would slap herself mentally and begin to pull away quickly; perhaps too quickly, he held her firmly. She enjoyed it.

Finally, the kiss came to an end. He let go of her chin and her wrists, and surprisingly enough to her, her knees buckled and she fell against him. He chuckled slightly. "See…you don't hate me."

Only when I stop to think
About you, I know
Only when you stop to think
About me, do you know

She blinked a few times, and then pushed herself off of him. Her eyes were wide and for a moment she sat there. She kissed him. While she did enjoy it, and she had been dreaming about it for some time, she just couldn't understand it. She hated him. Or…did she just tell herself that to keep her mind off of him? She glanced at him, and then away. And then her eyes narrowed and she glared up at him, swinging out her hand and slapping him across the face.

"I hate you," she said angrily.

"Why?" he said, rubbing his cheek with a slight hint of a grin.

"Because I love you."

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?