Um, I don't really like this one. Actually, I hate it. I apolgize for this quality but my life has been very chaotic lately. So here, I promise the next ones will be way better. #97.
There they went again, telling their stories again.

Not just any stories, but love stories.

Sokka and his tale of Yue, then about how he and Suki fell in love. Iroh even spoke about his own wife and her death. Toph was going on about how she and Aang fell in love, and it took four years to figure it out. The Avatar laughed, and Katara slumped further down in her chair.

Zuko just yawned.

Finally, the Water Tribe ambassador whispered to herself, softly, and only the Fire Lord heard at the large and loud dinner table.

"Where's my story?"

Zuko coughed.

Two years later, Katara was sitting at a desk, hiding behind a mountain of paperwork.

The heat of the Fire Nation shined down on her forehead through the open window, as she sighed at the work she still had to do to sort of the trades and currency of the the nations. Zuko peaked inside the room, knowing that he wasn't entering to finish the signing with Katara, but to do something else.

"Katara? I've got something for you."

The water bender looked up lazily, a few papers flew to the ground which Zuko side stepped to reach the desk. Her blue eyes searched his, as he gave a smile and reached into his pocket and placed something flat on the busy desk.

"There. There's your love story."

A blue and red necklace laid on the table, the mixture of the Fire Nation and the Water Tribe symbol on the it. A beautiful clasp was placed on it, their initials written on it. She gave a gasp and smiled.

But then she frowned.

Which made Zuko frown.

"What do you mean story?"

The Fire Lord gaped at her, his eyebrow twitched at her question. The crown on his head bounced when he stepped forward, desperately, and pointed at the necklace on the large desk.

"You don't remember?! That day well ate dinner and everyone was talking about how they fell in love and got married!? And then you asked yourself under your breath where was your own story, and I'm the only person that heard!"

Katara took a minute to ponder at this.

"So you were eavesdropping on me!?"

Zuko's hand met with his forehead.

"No! Don't you remember?"

The Water Tribe ambassador stood so she was looking up at him, a hand on her chin as she thought deeply. Raising a finger at a thought, Zuko smiled, but she quickly dismissed it. The Fire Lord frowned. Finally, she shook her head and bit her lip.

"Nope. I still can't believe you were eavesdropping on me. What else have you been doing that I don't know!?"

Zuko smacked himself. Again. Repeatedly.

"Katara! Will you marry me!?"

Her face softened, and she looked at the ground, while he searched her face for any sign of rejection. He watched as her dark fingers went and brushed against the necklace, and she picked it up. Finally with a smile she threw her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, nodding her head as she slowly felt tears build up in the back of her eyes.