Sorry so long in coming. I have to catch up my school work. Also I have to update: Yeah You, Why Me, and Cotton before I try to update this one or Misguided Misfortunes. I'm gonna have to find time to do that between school, work, and working on my original stories. .; Oh damn...Any plot ideas would be appreciated... I have one main idea but I need some twistseses.

Zuko stared at the door with narrowed eyes, debating on whether or not he should answer that gently rapping. He stood up and walked over to the door. He closed his eyes and counted to ten before he opened the door. Katara was standing in front of him with red rimmed eyes. He frowned down at her. She looked up at him.

"Can I talk to you?" Zuko nodded and walked back to sit on the bed.

"As long as you don't touch me." She took a breath and shook her head. She shut the door behind her leaning against it. She closed her eyes then looked up at him.

"I'm sorry." Zuko didn't say anything only cocked his eyebrow at her. She let out a huffed and wrapped her arms around her self.

"You see, I uh...this is really kinda embarrassing..." She looked over at him and still he didn't say anything. "Well... I've noticed that when...when I am about a week away from...my.." She looked up at him. He looked at her with wide eyes. She could see that he understood without her having to say it. She cleared her throat and dropped her eyes.

"I tend to get these..um..urges." Zuko's eyes got a little wider and he coughed to keep himself from laughing. She frowned at him. She shook her head.

"And...well since..I care so much for you...I thought.." She looked up to meet his eyes. Zuko's eyes were soft, but he shook his head.

"Katara. As much as I want you as my own, we can't" She nodded and looked to the ground.

"It's just that this time, the urge is so strong. It seems to be directed at you, each time I see you, smell you or think of you my body...reacts." A bright blush streaked across Zuko's cheeks. She ignored that and continued.

"It won't go away. I don't think it will..." She looked up at she heard the bed shift under his weight. He stood up and walked over to her. He stopped in front of her. He brought his hands up and cupped her face. He bent over and kissed her gently.

"I think I know a way to fix that."

Aang watched Zuko's door, but Katara didn't come back out. He frowned. He still couldn't believe what he and Katara had done. He rubbed his hands over his face and shook his head. He looked over at Zuko's door and frowned. If she didn't care for him, why was she in his room. He looked over at Toph who, even through blind eyes, was staring at him.

"What?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"What?! No."

"I know what you did. I may not have eyes, but my sense of smell is fine." A deep blush crossed Aang's face. He shook his head.

"I guess I should go wash." Toph smiled and shook her head.

"Might help, there Twinkle toes." He stood up and started to walk of but Toph spoke up.

"Oh, and you might want to put Sugar Queen in check. She's acting awful weird." Aang nodded and turned around running face to chest with Sokka. His eyes were dark and his arms were crossed over his chest.

"What did she mean by that?" Aang stared at Sokka.

"Who? What? I don't know what you are talking about." Sokka wasn't fooled.

"What did you do with Katara?"

"Nothing." Sokka nodded as he let Aang pass.

"Okay, but remember that she's my sister before you're my friend."

Sokka watched the door to Zuko's room through most of the night. He could feel the sleep pulling at him as the first sign of dawn broke the sky. He settled back onto the couch and watched as the door handle moved. He closed his eyes slightly to give the appearance that he was asleep. He watched as Zuko emerged from the room in only his sleep pants. He stretched and made his way towards the front of the small loft. He walked out the front door and shut it tight behind him.

Sokka walked over and stopped before he pushed Zuko's door open. He took a deep breath preparing himself for what he might see. He pushed the door open and peeked into the room. Katara was still asleep the blankets wrapped around her with her back facing the door. Sokka felt his blood begin to boil. He turned and slammed the door shut. He turned around just as Zuko came back in. The pure disgust built in his gut as he stared at the fire bender.

"You fucking bastard." Zuko stopped and frowned at Sokka. Sokka shook his head. "You sick piece of shit. You took advantage of her!" Zuko narrowed his eyes.

"I did nothing. If I were you I would get your facts straight before you go to calling people names." He growled and walked back into his room, locking the door behind him. He walked over to the bed. He crawled over where Katara was. He shook her shoulders. She groaned and rolled over looking at him. She blinked her eyes up at him and snarled her nose. She pushed him away.

"Go way." Zuko smiled. He grabbed her shoulders and rolled her over onto her back. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed as he straddled her stomach.

"What are you doing!?" Katara growled. He leaned over her his staring directly into hers. He watched her closely as he little by little began to bring heat to his hands. She tried to pull her arms away but he tightened his grip. She screamed out as she hear her skin begin to sizzle. Zuko narrowed his eyes and let go of her hands, leaving severe blisters where they had been. He stood up next to the bed and watched her. She sat up and clutched her wrists to her chest.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!" Zuko watched her in silence then heard someone try to get in. A hard knocking came to the door.

"Zuko! OPEN THIS DOOR!?" Sokka screamed. Zuko narrowed his eyes and watched Katara. The door came flying down with a strong gust of air and the three others poured into the room.

"What is going on here?" Sokka growled. Aang stared over at Katara where she held her arms. He frowned and looked at Zuko.

"What did you DO?!" He screamed and tried to walk over to her. Zuko stuck his arm out and caught the air bender.

"Get her some water." He growled. Aang threw Zuko's arm away from him. He glared at the man then looked back to Katara.

"OH for the sake of pete!" Toph growled and grabbed the wash bowl off of the table. She held it out. Sokka took it from her and took it over to his sister. He looked down at her wrists.

"What happened?" Katara looked up with wide eyes and held her arms out to him.

"He burned me." Sokka's eyes shot back to glare at Zuko, but the boy's eyes were locked on Katara. Sokka jumped up and stepped right up to Zuko.

"Why?" Zuko shifted his eyes to look at Sokka briefly then looked back down to Katara.

"She needs to heal those burns before they set." Sokka turned around and looked at his sister. She just stared at the bowl of water.

"He's right. You need to heal yourself." Katara's eyes turned dark and she stood up. She looked up at them causing Aang and Sokka to take a hissing breath in. Her eyes were the color of fire.

"Clever, clever boy." Zuko glared at her as she swayed over to him. She looked up at him with a snarl.

"you think you've got it all figured out, don't you?" Zuko glared at her and shook his head.

"Get out of her." Katara's lips turned up into a smirk that wasn't her own. She brought her hand up to touch her stomach gently.

"Fine. I've done what I came to do." With that she closed her eyes, a massive surge of energy filled the room. Toph stumbled and reached out to catch her self. Sokka grabbed her as he braced himself against the wall as the house shook. Then it was quiet. Katara's body fell limply to the floor. Zuko fell down next to her and quickly felt for her pulse. It was faint but it was there.

"What...wha..." Zuko looked up at the stuttering avatar.

"Kuiodio had possessed her. She hasn't been Katara for about a week now." Aang's eyes grew wide and his hand went up to his mouth. He gagged and ran out of the room. Sokka helped Toph steady herself and looked over at Zuko.

"Is she going to be okay." Zuko frowned and he looked back at Katara. He bit his lip and pushed her shirt up over her abdomen exposing her stomach. The scar that the demon had given her was bright red in irritation.

"I hope so. Spirits only know what that monster did to her."