Authors Note: I've decided to extend this another few chapters, and do lullaby's for the other characters in Avatar. I'm goanna do the United Nations one first though, because I already had it planned out. I promise I'll do the others for another few chapters, but they'll have separate encounters with the musicians.

Cookie and Zuko plushy too whoever can guess who the three musicians were. There description is in the first chapter. See if you can guess!

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar, Mike and Bryan do. I DO own this lullaby. I made it up!

Sorry if it's short!

Four bodies stood in an in orderly row beside each other. Not talking, not speaking, yet unusually relaxed in each others presence. Normally, three of the four would gang up on the young man with the scar on his face. Not today, though. One was even unsure if she ever would again.

Katara had been standing next to Zuko, almost since the beginning of the musician's performance. She had heard the sad, yet warm lullaby of what she suspected was native to his country. The Firenation. Yet, wasn't his country the one who had destroyed her mother?

She wouldn't be able to forget that, not in a million years and a lifetime. She couldn't, and wouldn't. It made her who she was, and drove her forward. But was hate towards the Nation and all it's people, when the people of the nation didn't even have a say in that matter, right? When they were ruled by just as much cruelty as the Water tribe and Earth kingdom were?

Earth, air, water and fire.

Zuko listened to the song that he had never heard before. It wasn't a song of one nation or element, but apparently all. He had never heard one, and doubted he would ever again. The Nations were in total disarray, and none was all to willing to help the other. Take and take was all he had ever seemed to learn growing up in a nation that profited off others.

How did they profit off of them? Threatening them, treating them with unparallel cruelty. He had to say, he was guilty of many of those things. But after living like one of them however, he now understood what his mother had desperately tried to teach him before…before she was gone.

Zuko turned to Katara, watching her face as it took on a troubled look. Like she was debating something. She was chewing her bottom lip, and he noticed it getting redder by the minute. Reflex taught by his mother at such things made his hand shoot out and grab her chin to look at him.

Katara looked startled, and looked like she was going to hurl something at him as her hand lingered over her water flask.

"Stop chewing your lip," he growled, knowing now the young earthbender and Avatar were listening. "It's unbecoming of a lady, and you'll regret it when you start bleeding." He let go of her chin, and turned away, embarrassed and blushing red. He hated Royal court reflexes.

Strength, freedom, grace and desire.

Toph couldn't help giggling as she listened to the reprimand the banished Prince had given Sugar queen. She had felt the anxious beat of Katara's heart, and knew the subtle sound of chewing your lip. She could just tell that she was debating something.

She had been going to hit Katara over the head, but found that Zuko had done it much better then she could have. She wished she could see their face's, but was just as satisfied with the rapid beating of their hearts and the sudden feel of heat rising in their bodies.

Oh, how she loved heightened senses.

Children of nations

Aang couldn't help the small smile, but also felt a good amount of jealousy as well. He knew that he was very fond of Katara. But sadly, as Aang listened to the lullaby, he knew at that moment Katara didn't feel the same.

He knew she cared, but also knew it was different from the way he felt. Toph at one point in their journey had told him to be careful. That Katara was like a mother Sabermoose. Sokka had even mentioned that ever since their mother died, she had been determined to take on her role in the family.

Toph's head swerved in his direction and offered him a smile. Aang felt a bit better, knowing Toph must have sensed his sadness. Aang knew she couldn't see him as he smiled back, but he somehow knew that she knew he did. Her smile grew brighter.

Unite as one.

A bridge had been crossed between four children of four different nations. Opposites and yet alike. Somehow they knew that without the other three to balance the scale, they would be lost. Lost in a dark prejudice and closed minded world, where only one element would exist and destroy them

Be as brothers and sisters,

Yet now, as four elements and seasons in harmony, they were in synch. They were united, even if only for a moment through song. Yet they knew they would see each other again as a whole group. Maybe sooner then they thought. They would keep this unity close to heart and mind.

Parents and lovers.

As night came upon them, and stars and the moon shone dimly in the sky, they sat on the grass and listened to the lullaby. They grew past their differences, broke down barriers and shot down defenses. They told stories of the land in which they felt nostalgic for, the good and bad of home. And what they could do to make it better, and make it a home for the people of this world.

So it was no longer just firenation, water tribe, earth kingdom, or air nomads. But a people as a whole community. Where intermixed marriages wouldn't be frowned upon, where children could walk safely, and listen to the song of a parents love.

Where hope was possible.

Even when the battle's done.