Ok, everybody. Here is my 5 chapter. I hope you all enjoy, its much longer than my other chapters and filled with some Zutara goodies! thnx to whoever reads my stories, I really appreciate it!

--Wild Roses

Calling for servants, Zuko brought Katara to the nearest bedroom available. He laid her down on red silk covers and tried to wake her. After calling her voice and not receiving an answer, he went to the water basin at a corner in the room and brought the ewer of water towards her. Sprinkling water over her face wasn't working either. Zuko began to panic. Pressing two fingers for a pulse against her throat, Zuko summoned the courage to be able to do what he was going to do next.

Her pulse had stopped and he couldn't hear any breathing, so Zuko gulped down his anxiety and pressed his smooth lips against hers, blowing life into her mouth with steady breaths. After a moment of hesitation, Katara choked on air and her heart beat came back to normal.

Her eyes fluttered open and saw Zuko hovering over her. His lips were inches from hers. That almost made her faint yet again. Then Zuko shook her roughly by her shoulders, keeping her fully conscious.

"Katara? Katara...Thank Agni! Katara, can you hear me? Its me, Zuko." Katara's eyes were halfway obscured by her long lashes.

She smiled dreamily at him. Then started to run long, lady-like fingers through his thin black hair. His breath stilled at her touch and the way she was looking at him made his heart bounce in his chest. Why must this happen to him now?

He was about to kiss her when suddenly, there were three people in the doorway. Aang, Mai, and his Uncle Iroh were waiting patiently. Only Aang and Mai were silently fuming while his Uncle had a huge grin on his face.

Zuko composed himself with only a hint of humility. "I was just trying to wake her, she fainted just outside..." He wanted to continue, but Aang wouldn't let him.

"She seems fully awake to me." Aang said with a steely glare.

Mai just glared and turned away. Saying over her shoulder, "I will see you at dinner, my Lord." Then the monotonous voice along with the black robes quickly left.

Iroh's voice cut the tension saying, "Come Zuko, you must help me choose a robe to wear to dinner tonight. Good day, Aang." Then the two older men left without another word.

"Aang?" Katara's voice came out in a husky whisper that sent waves of heat down the Avatar's tattooed spine.

Turning to face her, he saw that she looked completely out of it, almost as if she were drugged. Zuko!But as Aang inched toward the bed, she looked completely dead on her feet. When Katara tried to get out of the massive bed, she almost fell over, but then Aang caught her.

"You know, Aang, it is all a huge misunderstanding. I fainted, that's all. And Zuko happened to be there and he caught me. Isn't that fantastic? Then, he gave me life! For a few moments I was so shocked, my heart stopped beating. Although, right now, I feel great...Just a little sleepy..." Her voice trailed off then.

A silent yawn escaped her lips and she fell against Aang. Maybe shopping wasn't such a good idea. He could forgive Katara, she was always truthful with him. If she had been more awake, Katara would have stopped Zuko from kissing her. The thought brought a warm smile to Aang's heart as he tucked his fiance into bed.

In Iroh's bedchamber, Zuko began to pace. How could he do that, taking advantage of Katara like that? Even if she looked so pretty, her eyes warm, with her fingers playing innocently in his shoulder length hair. And now Mai knew. She couldn't expect him to be faithful to her. He didn't like her, but he did respect her. Zuko knew Mai, she would not back down on a challenge. Katara was now her prey.

That thought made him quiver. "Is it cold in here, Zuko? I will put another log on" Zuko was boiling over actually.

But there was no time to disagree. His Uncle was already putting another log on. "Uncle. What am I going to do about Katara? Aang is planning on marrying her!"

Iroh hid his smile as he looked through all his packages. "Well, nephew, you are also getting married. Why not make it a double?" Ha! Reverse psychology.

"Maybe I don't want to marry Mai.", Zuko whined.

"Zuko! You should know the council doesn't let outsiders into our circle. Miss Katara is a fine young lady, but she is not Fire Nation." Iroh said, trying to hide an even bigger grin.

"How dare you, Uncle! Katara is everything that this Fire Nation needs and deserves! The Fire Nation is always looking for new ideas and Katara is full of them. If anyone has a problem with that, they will hear from me!" Zuko huffed, trying to control his pent up anger.

This time, Iroh was serious and turned around to look Zuko in the eyes. "Zuko, Katara deserves love. The Avatar is willing to giver that. But are you?"

Zuko almost laughed at that. The Avatar, love Katara? Yeah right. "Love her? Love her! The Avatar is killing her! Did you even look at her Uncle? The only person that is ever going to love her is me!"

With all that said, Zuko turned around about to leave, when his Uncle told him shortly, "She likes wild roses." Pausing at the door, Zuko said, "The gold and black robe looks best Uncle." Iroh smiled to himself. Yes, reverse psychology works every time.

The rest of the day, Zuko had tried explaining to Mai what had actually happened. To only be rewarded with stony silence. Iroh had overlooked the preparations for the dinner with their guests. Katara had a welcoming, dreamless slumber. And Aang took care of Appa and Momo in the royal stables.

When Zuko had believed that in time everything between him and Mai would be resolved, he had a little chat with his man servant, Chung. "I have heard from a reliable source that a lady guest prefers wild roses to any other flower."

Zuko tried to keep a business like tone, still his voice was rough with emotion. Zuko had loved Katara for a very long time. When he had joined their gang, Katara was his first choice. Mai had seemed so cold.

He thought he had loved Mai, but Katara had truly believed in him (Once he gained her forgiveness) And they had grew on each other. A certain distance was maintained between them, staying as friends.

Now was his chance to prove his love, to show Katara that he meant everything he said. And if he couldn't say it, he was going to show her. Chung spoke next, "We are talking about Lady Katara, sir." he said it as more of a statement than a question in his superior voice.

"Yes, here, this is what I'd like to be delivered to the...Lady." The Fire Lord handed Chung the paper and dismissed him, praying to Agni that he wasn't made a fool by his own doing.

Katara woke a few hours later, stretching her body out under the warm covers. This would be her room from now on, the bed was too comfortable to let go of.

Listening to the sounds outside and inside of her room, something felt terribly odd. Opening one tan eye, she looked around. "She's awake! The lady, is finally awake!", Lady maids and servants were all crowded in her room.

Yes, something was veryoff. Practically jumping out of bed or hiding under the covers were the first thoughts that came to her mind. Then, Katara smelled something wonderful.

She opened her eyes in amazement, not only were there servants crowding her room, but vases of flowers. Pushing herself out of the bed, Katara walked around the perfumed room. There were wild roses of every color you could think of.

Wild roses were only native to the Fire Nation, which made them unique of course. Suddenly, her mouth went dry and her heart went out of its rhythmic tune into some powerful beat that couldn't be controlled. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she went to smell one of the purple roses.

A man came in from the door, carrying another vase of wild roses. He cleared his throat, and began to speak in a clear dramatic voice,

When I dream, I dream of you.

If only my dreams could come true.

For you are the light in my darkness.

A beam in the corner of my soul.

You are a stream of eternal brightness.

Against the midnight coal.

If you are the moon.

Then I the waves.

You bring me closer to you.

I promise to keep you safe.

How my love grows.

For an angel everyone knows.

For a few moments everyone stared in awe at Katara, who was breathless. She also cleared her throat, "How many roses sir?"

The man who had recited the poem looked at her then, his eyes warm when he looked upon her, she was a sight indeed. With her hair tangled and her eyes moist, ready to let the waterworks flow. But Chung understood why his Lord loved her, she had a spirit that any ostrich-horse couldn't compete with.

"One thousand, madam. There are a thousand wild roses."

Chung was supposed to keep his Lord a secret admirer, but looking at Miss Katara he knew that she knew that they came exactly from Zuko's heart and soul. "Thank you" She whispered.

Chung turned to leave, but before he did, he saw a blue fire wavering for life in her eyes. Katara's soul was returning from the dead.

Well. Thats the end of that chapter! Now for another fact about me! I love to drink pineapple soda, its my fave. Oh! the poem I originally wrote for this guy I like, I thought it'd be cool if I put it in here! So please review, comment, tell your friends how cool this is...jk..but seriously...tootles!