Thank you for reviews. To answer one question about 'why Africa'? Why not? They've been in the set in the States, in Europe, the Avatar universe; etc Just thought it would be fun. And this is not an Avatar story proper I guess, it just has the characters I love so much. Please read, enjoy and review. THANK U!

Disclaimer: I do not own Any of the characters apart from those that did not appear on the show

CHAPTER 2

She pulled into Citizen Kofi's car park at 8 o'clock. They had agreed to meet out front at 8 so she wouldn't have to worry about being late. And she wouldn't risk seeming too eager by arriving before the set time. She checked her reflection one last time in her rear-view mirror to make sure she looked flawless. She stepped out of her BMW and made her way to the building's main entrance. Citizen Kofi was something of an orange and purple monstrosity of a building in her opinion, but she always had a great time whenever she came here. She usually came here with Ekua and Araba – her neighbour she shared her floor with. They usually hung out at the Sky Bar. She usually didn't go out late much but the few times she did she had a blast with her friends.

She saw Jet waiting for her and walked up quickly with a smile for him when she saw the appreciative glint in his eyes. He looked very handsome with a black sleeveless shirt she suspected he got from Woodin that had a gold Adinkra symbol embroidered on the left breast pocket. She suspected he picked up on her love of attire that had Ghanaian traditional elements. He looked great though and she told him so.

Jet looked at the mocha skinned beauty and thanked his lucky stars for the decision he made to move to Ghana. She looked exquisite in her Kente outfit with just the hint of a cleavage showing. How did she manage that in that corset type thing? He wondered. He quickly took her hand in his and asked where she'd like to go. They had the option of the Accra Bar, the Sky Bar, the Hollywood Lounge, the Money Highlife or the Restaurant Xango. It was a little too early for Club Citizen to be rocking so they decided on the Hollywood Lounge which played live band music.

They went to a table not too close to the action and ordered drinks from the waiter who came over as soon as they were seated. She ordered an Appletini while Jet ordered a bottle of Guinness stout. They made small talk until their drinks arrived. And then the Band started playing a song by a hiplife artist named Samini. And of all the great songs Samini had, the band had to do 'Sweet Mistake' the one song Katara dislike amongst Samini's latest album. It was about a guy who cheated on his girl with another man's girlfriend and how it was a sweet mistake that they wanted to and were going to make again. It was a great dance tune but the lyrics rubbed Katara wrong for some reason she didn't want to pinpoint. Her irritation must have showed because Jet looked at her somewhat mildly concerned.

"Is everything alright Katara? I hope it's not something I said."

"Oh no. It's just this song. I find it irritating." She replied quickly and smiled at him not wanting to go into specifics.

"It sure is a crowd mover though." He commented. Lots of people were tapping their feet and some folks had even gotten up to dance.

"Yeah Samini's music usually does that. I just don't like the lyrics I guess." Katara said with a sigh looking away.

Soon enough the band slowed it down to Richie's 'Frema' a ballad in Akan. Ekua had told her what the lyrics said in general because Katara had like the soulful way the artiste performed the song. It was a really sweet song about a guy who had had his heart captured irrevocably by his girl Frema. It was the kind of thing she wished would happen to her. But she wasn't waiting with bated breath. She had thought that's how Zuko felt about her but look how that had ended. Damn it all! He was encroaching on even her first date in 3years! She decided she wouldn't think about Zuko again ever. Ok, not for tonight. She smiled at Jet all the more and chat with him about this and that while relaxing with the soothing music for the next hour and half.

"Hey want to go check out Club Citizen?" Jet asked after they lapsed into comfortable silence for a while.

It really wasn't her scene but considering the calibre of people that came to Citizen Kofi, it couldn't be that bad.

"Sure, why not?" she answered.

They got in quite easily since it wasn't too late. And for that reason it wasn't crowded, which suited Katara Just fine. The DJ was doing an awesome job though. Katara couldn't help swaying to the music. They made their way to a corner that had a low plush seat and sat down. Not wanting to test her low tolerance for alcohol, she just asked Jet to get her a bottle of Perrier when he asked what he should get her from the bar. He came back quickly and they sat chatting and tapping their feet to the music. When Richie's 'Dirty Dance' came on she couldn't help getting up. This Richie guy was pretty good for a young musician. She grabbed Jet's hand and pulled him after her onto the dance floor. She turned around so she was facing Jet and – for a lack of a better term – got her groove on!

She was glad she had picked up dance moves from Ekua and Araba when she had had the opportunity. It sure came in handy now. Hiplife was a cross between a Ghanaian music genre called Highlife and Hip hop. It was great to dance to anyhow, but it was fun to add elements of dance that went with highlife when dancing to Hiplife. It made it all the more fun. And she could tell from the look on Jet's face that he was impressed. They danced for quite a while before her feet started feeling it and she asked that they sit for a while.

She took out her phone to check if she'd gotten a call from home only to realise it was a quarter to twelve. Her eyes widened in surprise. Time really did fly when one was having fun. She told Jet she had to go home though she was having so much fun. Jet seemed really disappointed but he quickly helped her up and walked her to her car. He asked her to call him as soon as she got home so he'd know she was alright since she declined his offer to drive behind her till she got home. They said their goodbyes with quick pecks on the cheek and Katara drove away. For a first date that happened on such a significant day to Katara, it had been fun for Katara for the most part.

Meanwhile in Baltimore it was a quarter to eight, and Zuko was furious. How could she do this to him? He had finally been able to get Sokka to tell him where Katara was. He had searched everywhere for her. He had even hired a private detective in hopes of him being able to track her down. Some private detective he was! And to think it hadn't occurred to him to think of Ghana. But then why would he have? Yeah he knew she had loved her time there during her visit. But he never for the life of him thought it was enough to make her want to move all the way there. Well now he knew where she was. It was just a question of getting her back.

Yes, he was partly to blame for what happened, but it had been a total misunderstanding. And she wouldn't even let him explain. He had tried everything. First he went to her apartment but his key didn't work! Then he had tried seeing her at work and had been told over and over she was unavailable. That had gotten humiliating after 5days straight. So he had tried sending flowers and such. They all came back untouched. So he had tried giving her some time for her to come to her senses only for Sokka to bring back the engagement ring he had gotten her. And all because of a stupid misunderstanding!

His thoughts went back to that fateful day.

He had been at home when Mai had come knocking. She had been in something of a state. Mai was a childhood friend he had dated for a while during their high school years. Over the years they had gotten quite close and Zuko was one of the few people that actually saw Mai animated outside photo shoots and on billboards. She always seemed to be bored but was very passionate about her modelling career. She had come crying to him because her agency had cancelled one of her contracts in favour of a younger fresh face that morning and she had been so devastated. It was so upsetting to her not because of the money, but because it made her feel like she wasn't good enough anymore even though she was still very beautiful and her figure was perfect.

He had poured her some wine and had talked to her and calmed her down enough to be able to excuse himself to go take a shower because he was expecting Katara and he had been working out when Mai came knocking. He was still in the shower when he heard a very colourful string of curses worthy of pirate from the living room. Apparently Mai had spilled wine on her dress. She called out if she could borrow a shirt, and he'd asked her to go ahead. When he came out of the shower, she was wearing of his shirts and had put her dress in the washer. He quickly pulled on a pair of sweat pants and had gone to check on her dress.

On his way back to his room, he heard Mai sobbing again so he had gone to check what the matter was again.

"I can't even drink wine without messing up! No wonder they thing I'm no good anymore!" Mai sobbed pitifully.

He had tried to calm her down and she had thrown her arms around his waist, sobbing uncontrollably. He was taken aback by the amount of emotions Mai was displaying. He knew she let most of her emotions show around him but this was emotions overload. He had held her to till her sobs subsided and that was the moment Katara chose to open the door. The look of sheer horror on her face had him jerking away from Mai. But Katara was gone before he could take one step to stop her. The look on her face as the elevator doors closed had Zuko cursing violently. He had gone immediately to get dressed so he could go to her.

Mai had apologized profusely. She had almost gone into another bout of sobbing, but seeing how distressed Zuko was, she had pulled herself together. He had asked her to please show herself out when her dress was ready. He had raced off to see Katara but she wasn't at the apartment when he got there. He decided to try Sokka's then Toph's place but she hadn't been at either places. He called Gran Gran – Katara's grandmother – but she hadn't been there either. She wasn't picking up her cell phone. He left voicemail after voicemail, but she hadn't called back. The next day he went back to the apartment only to realise his key didn't work any longer.

That look of horror on her face was the last expression he had seen on Katara's face. And he hadn't seen her since. But now he was going to change that. He knew she was in Ghana. And he knew that she was operating a La Senza store somewhere in Accra. All he had to do was find that somewhere.

He didn't know what had changed for Sokka to finally break and tell him where his sister was, but whatever it was he was thankful for it. He had asked long enough. But Katara was going to get an earful from him. Didn't she know she was the only woman for him? How could he even doubt him just because of what she saw which wasn't that much to begin with. And to think 6weeks to their wedding, she could simply cut him out of her life like that. It still hurt. But he was going to get his woman back. One way or another.