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(This is very short, just something before I hop into bed.)
Just a quick oneshot that has been torturing my mind to get on paper. So here you go.

Oh and;

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"Hey...what is the real reason the war started? Do you know..?"

Sokka twiddled his thumbs, staring across the camp directing his question toward both Zuko and Iroh.
Surely, they were royalty of the Fire Nation...they would know right? It always bothered him, and maybe this could be his chance to find out.

Zuko's golden eyes stared into the fire, matching the dancing colors as they taunted his thoughts. Without looking up he simply answered, "Power."

Iroh sipped his tea and looked up, holding a finger. The Dragon of the West had another answer, for his knowledge exceeded them all. Years of listening and learning has taught him many things, but what he was about to say was something he had never repeated in his entire life.

"Actually, there is a rumor. That in our bloodline of the Fire Nation, in my bloodline and Zuko's also, that many generations before us, there was a different reason."

Everyone listened, straining their ears to hear every single word. None spoke, only listened and watched.

"That reason, is love, children. I do not know if it is true, but I have heard many different rumors and stories of it. A past Fire Lord was once in love with a woman of a different nation, but another man stole her away from him. A reason to why the Fire Nation held such strong grudges against the other nations, to prove that he was inferior. After so many years of hate, it has been imprinted into our nation's leaders. Therefore, hate has become just another trait to our pitiful world."

A moment of silence fluttered in the camp, until finally one spoke.

"That's really interesting. But I personally don't understand it. There's always other people in the world, why cause such a big deal just for one person? Oh well, you said it was rumor after all."

Aang spoke this softly, his small childish mind unable to comprehend the lies and the true color behind the war. It was an ugly color. Full of hate and discrimination. But Aang was a peaceful child, and his ignorance was ignored.

Zuko spoke nothing, staring into that fire. But his eyes trailed to someone else.

They landed on her.

His golden eyes watched the waterbender, finally understand what his uncle had meant.

When he saw the way Aang looked at Katara, or any other man, he felt what generations before him felt.
He was wrong, the Avatar was wrong. Zuko would make a big deal any day just for that one person. That one person that meant the world to him. Before, it was for Aang. His world, and his honor depended on the Avatar. And that was a big deal.

But now, it was someone else.

Now it was her.

His life depended on her. For her undying love.

Aang was right about one thing, there was other people in the world.

But that didn't mean they were the right people.

a/n

Kinda weird right?...yeah.

Just a small filler that has been bugging me.

Oh and don't believe the whole 'grudge for love' thing. I made that up. XD
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-karen