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I was the first morning of Aang's training, and he overslept. He cursed himself as he ran where Katara told him she had seen Zuko headed that morning. He ran up a mountain path and found Zuko meditating next to his uncle in a clearing in the trees.

"You're late," Zuko said irritably, never opening his eyes.

"I know," Aang gasped, holding a stitch in his side. "I apologize."

"It is okay, Aang. Sit down, and meditate with us. We will only continue a little longer. This will help you to harness your firebending energy," Iroh told him. Aang sat down and assumed his meditation position. After a few minutes, he heard Zuko and Iroh get up, and got up as well.

"Now what?" Aang asked.

"Now, we'll teach you how to summon the fire, then how to use it," Zuko said. Aang realized that he was going to have a very busy training schedule between waterbending, earthbending, airbending, and now firebending.

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After a long day of training Aang, Zuko decided to take a bath in the river by where they were staying. As he approached, wearing only a pair of thin pants and a towel around his shoulders, he heard a rustling of water that could not be from the river itself. He looked through a hole in the trees and his breath hitched in his chest. Katara was standing in the river doing some very complex waterbending movements, wearing only her undergarments/bathing suit.

As Zuko watched her, he thought of the feelings he had had for Katara for a long time. He thought they had begun the first time he had seen her, looking down into those fiery blue eyes from the prow of his ship as she tried to defend her village. He found himself inadvertently stepping forward, and a stick snapped under his boot.

At this, Katara whipped around, already in a fighting stance. "Who's there? Show yourself!" she shouted into the trees. Zuko continued walking around the bend in the path until he was in plain sight of Katara.

"It's just me, don't worry," he stated calmly.

"Go away, Zuko," Katara snapped. She had been practicing some very hard waterbending moves and needed her complete concentration, which she knew she could not have if Zuko was going to stay there.

"No," Zuko stated simply. "I think I'll stay right here." With that he sat down against a tree and raised an eyebrow, as if to say, "What will you do now?"

Katara looked at him in shock, before huffing and turning back around. She started bending again, but she tried to keep her back to him at all costs. Soon, she was too wrapped up in her bending and turned towards Zuko, not remembering he was there and not realizing it either.

Zuko sat there and watched Katara, watched her body as it spun and twisted with the water. He was beginning to fall asleep when something wet hit him in the face. As he looked up, he saw Katara standing in front of him smirking, her hands on her hips. "I told you to leave."

Zuko stood slowly, looked at her, and said, "That was pretty weak."

At first Katara thought she had heard him wrong, before realizing what he had said. "What do you mean, 'That was weak'?"

"I mean, you could hit harder. I can show you how. Come here," Zuko said, walking up behind Katara. "Now, do the same thing again, only this time aim for that tree limb up there." The tree limb he was pointing to was hanging over the river, and was about as thick as a man's arm.

Katara did as she was told, always aware of where Zuko was, and she made a small cut in the limb. "Now, instead of just showing the water where to go, you have to reinforce it," Zuko said. He took her hand in his from behind, causing Katara to stiffen up immediately, before he folded her hand into a fist and said, "Now use a fist instead of just an open hand to guide the water. Aim for the branch again."

Katara did so, this time punching with the water. She stared in shock as the tree limb broke off and flew twenty feet before falling in the water. She could feel Zuko smirking behind her. Then she got an idea.

"Zuko… what if we… I mean, we could probably help each other like this a lot, so… how about every day, between when you and I train Aang, when he's with Toph, we get together and teach each other? Like, I'll show you something tomorrow, and you show me something the next day," Katara asked, turning around so that she was face-to-face with Zuko. He was at least a head taller than her, and looking up was different than looking down on Aang like she usually had to do.

"Sure," Zuko replied, smiling, "I'd like that."

Katara blushed for a moment before turning around and picking up her clothes. "I'll see you back at camp," she called to him, walking away.

Zuko just stood there, smiling, and anticipating where these daily meetings could go.

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Back at camp that night, as Katara lay down in her sleeping bag, she thought about that weird feeling she had gotten when Zuko had held her hand earlier, and when they had been face-to-face after that. She realized that, no matter how she tried to tell herself otherwise, she had feelings for Zuko. She also remembered how he had looked at her and watched her, and thought that maybe, maybe something good could come out of these training sessions they would be having.