**Disclaimer** I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender. I think I could have done a better job ending the series though… Zutara pwns all.
Zuko shut the door to Katara's room as quietly as he could. But before he had shut it entirely he could have sworn that Katara said goodnight back to him.
He smiled. He was so glad they were finally friends. He put his hand on his torso where his scar was. 'That's what you get for caring,' he thought when he felt something he hadn't felt in a very long time.
'She doesn't like me back though,' Zuko thought to himself sadly as he thought about the day when he got his second scar. He knew that he would do it a million times over if she were to survive, but he couldn't help himself from wondering if she would have done the same for him.
"It looks like I'll never know," Zuko said to himself quietly. "Now where's uncle?" he thought out loud.
He walked downstairs and started to look for him. But by the time that he found him he really wished that he hadn't gone looking for him.
Zuko made a noise that was somewhere between a grunt and a gag while violently throwing a hand over his eyes.
Zuko had meant to knock himself out, and he did it successfully. He had managed to knock himself backward so that he would then be unconscious and forget the gruesome scene that he had just looked upon.
'No, no, no,' Zuko said to himself repetitively so that he would no longer have the vision of his uncle and that fortuneteller in the back of the tea shop making out.
As he was trying not to process this, he also smelt something that pulled him back into consciousness. When he saw his uncle's sandal in front of his nose he leapt halfway across the room to get away from the horrid smell.
"Uncle, I need to talk to you. Now," Zuko said powerfully. He walked out of the room while he heard his uncle give a fervent apology to his 'friend.'
When they were in the lobby of the teashop Zuko turned around and then started to grill his uncle. "Why would you do that?" Zuko asked indignantly. He continued, "Do you have any idea how traumatizing it is for a teenager to see his elderly uncle doing something like that with another person?"
"Oh Zuko. You are no longer a teenager. That time is far past you. And it's not that bad after all. You may know what I mean after you are a father and—"
Zuko cut him off before he could go any further. "Uncle, I don't have any immediate plans to start a family," Zuko said seriously.
"Are you sure Prince Zuko? Aunt Wu predicted that I would have little grandnieces and grandnephews within the next few years," Iroh said happily.
"I thought that you said you didn't want to know your future. Besides, that is not going to happen," Zuko said.
"On the contrary Zuko, if you continue with your relationships the way you have been recently you'll be married by the end of next year at the latest. You certainly have already wooed Katara, so—"
Zuko cut him off again. "I have not wooed Katara! She's with Aang in any case, and apart from that, we are just good friends!" Zuko exclaimed angrily.
Iroh rolled his eyes. "That explains why everyone automatically assumes you two are a couple. Come now Zuko, you cannot be this blind! Can you not see that you two are perfect for each other in every way?" Iroh asked remorsefully.
"Uncle, first of all, I sort of already have a girlfriend," Zuko said with an annoyed tone of voice.
His uncle snorted. "Mai? You only dated her because her parents asked you to! Besides, you two are too alike. You both need a little burst of life in you," Iroh said.
Zuko paid little attention to what his uncle said and continued. "Besides, I don't have time for a deep relationship in any case. In fact, I may have to break up with Mai for that very reason! I have to restore the honor of the fire nation who has a terrible reputation because of the war. I can't have any distractions. And Katara—well, she's Katara. She's my friend and nothing more because it would be impossible for us to be anything but friends. It wouldn't work out," Zuko said sadly.
Iroh sighed. "You have given up so much Zuko. Don't make a decision you'll regret," Iroh said, "Now; you must have your fortune told by Aunt Wu. It's only polite you know," Iroh said more cheerfully.
Zuko groaned. "Fine. If you insist. But only this once!" Zuko said, knowing that he wouldn't be able to get out of this one.
"Come Prince Zuko, let's go!" Iroh exclaimed as he grabbed his nephew's sleeve and then yanked him forward.
Zuko reluctantly followed his uncle's lead until his uncle stopped moving and bowed. So as not to upset his uncle, Zuko quickly bowed as well.
"I'm so sorry for the delay Aunt Wu, my nephew just wanted to know if he could get a reading. Isn't that right Zuko?' Iroh asked with an intense look in his eyes.
Zuko tried to shake out the memories that were coming back. While trying not to gag again, he nodded his head in agreement.
"Well that's wonderful Iroh! And what does your nephew want a reading for?" she asked hesitantly.
Zuko opened his mouth to answer when he heard his uncle say, "He wants to know about love."
Zuko threw a glare in his uncle's direction. 'There is no way in the entire world that I am ever going to—' Zuko thought until Aunt Wu grabbed his hand and started to rub it so she could better see the creases in his rough hands.
"You're a powerful bender, yes?" she asked.
Zuko didn't like the way this was going. "I guess so," he answered impassively. He then heard a slight creak coming from the back of the tea shop, so he turned around just in time to see a flash of brown.
"Did you see that?" Zuko asked the fortuneteller.
"See what dear?" she asked curiously. Zuko mentally kicked himself. He must have been really tired. Who would be in the tea shop other than them anyway?
"Never mind..." Zuko said quietly. The fortuneteller continued to look into his palm as she was trying to decipher what his life would be like. He really didn't enjoy doing this…
Zuko sighed, and said, "So, do you see anything?" He wanted this to be done, and he wanted it over soon.
"You are very hard to decipher," Aunt Wu started. Zuko felt someone nudge him, and he immediately changed his facial expression. He hadn't realized that he had been wearing a grimace all this time, so he threw his uncle an apologetic face.
"But not impossible," she continued. "I see that you will be able to restore the world even through the turmoil that will come to pass in your life over the next few years," she was about to continue, but Zuko interrupted.
"What do you mean by turmoil," he asked slowly.
Aunt Wu exhaled slowly. "It seems as though you will face many problems and difficulties in many areas in your life over the next few years," she said. Zuko lowered his head. He couldn't believe this. Hadn't he suffered enough already?
But Aunt Wu wasn't finished. "It won't last forever though. And if you trust in those whom you love, you will get through it. As for your love life, you will marry after these difficult times, and you shall marry the one you love. She will be a bender, and she will be your complete opposite," she finished.
This took Zuko on a turn. There was absolutely no way his future could lay out like this—she must have been wrong. Not wanting to hear anymore, he quickly stood up and bowed, while saying, "Thank you very much Aunt Wu. I would stay, but I believe that I should leave you and uncle…alone." He finished.
He could see that Iroh and Aunt Wu were blushing as he left the room. He walked upstairs and then took a turn to his makeshift room. It was a cupboard—he had given Katara the room that he had stayed in during his time in Ba Sing Se.
He quickly made his bed before he could start thinking again about all the foolish things that he had done in the dreaded city.
He threw off his shirt and got into his 'bed'. He closed his eyes trying to sleep, but when he closed his eyes he saw big blue eyes looking back at him.
He shot up into a sitting position and then said, "Oh Agni, I think I love her."