Katara stood, huddled over a hunched Zuko, whose face was contorted in some what of a foul grimace. A Small trickle of blood ran slowly down his scared cheek, a tiny gash apparent near his temple.

"Zuko…" Katara sighed "When are you going to learn to that you and Sokka just don't get along, for Gods sake, this isn't the first time this has happened."

Stepping in front of him, he glared up at her, without a word, through his shaggy hair, last rays of the sun enhancing the golden flakes within the prince's emotionless eyes. Grumbling, Katara reached for her water and slowly began to bend it from its pouch.

" You don't haft…"

"Oh shut up, I do it anyways" Our waterbender scowled at the prince's snide remark "Besides, what were you too bickering about anyways? And I noticed you didn't get a chance to set him on fire this time…"

A small smile tugged at Kataras lips, and Zuko looked away as she reached down and gently placed her hand upon his temple.

Its soft glow illuminated the area they sat in, which was at the base of a towering oak, surrounded by more hordes of trees. Katara didn't like to heal in a group of people; she could never concentrate that way.

"I could've set him on fire if I wanted too" Zuko snapped, obviously used to kataras healing touch; however she was always oblivious to the blush in his cheeks.

" Oh?" She grinned, reaching to pull his chin up, her face now inches away from the exiled prince's, however innocent, she kept a close eye on the wound as it healed, and not the princes sweaty palms. "I think Sokka's just getting to fast for you"

Zuko said nothing, but looked as if he was biting the blood from his tongue.

"And you never told me what you 2 were fighting about today…Last week it was who would search for firewood"

"It was nothing" Zuko grumbled

"Nothing?"

"Yes nothing"

"I'm not Toph, but I can tell your lying"

"We just…" Zuko gulped "Disagreed on something"

"Almost done here" Katara said, in reference to his wound "I wonder what the disagreement was about this week. Who should wear the ponytail?"

"No" Katara could tell zuko was getting angry with her snide remarks, and she knew pushing the prince too far could lead into another angst episode with the campfire.

Standing, she bent her water back into the vial and arched an elegant brow.

"Then what was it?"

Zuko stood, leaning in close to Kataras face, the heat now rising to her cheeks as a small gasp escaped

And with that he took a step forward and whispered.

"Whether or not I should do this"

One more step. His lips were on hers

Meanwhile, at the campsite where everyone was waiting for the 2 to return, Toph let out a loud cackle as Aang stood up.

"I'm going to look for them, they've been gone for awhile."

"Twinkletoes, I would go anywhere…those 2 are busy"

Sokka then grabbed his boomerang and raced into the forest.