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Zuko looked into his mirror and
sighed, he saw Mai sleeping in it's reflection. She had fallen asleep
on the couch and he had drapped a silk blanket over her, the one she
liked.
Zuko sighed again, undoing his hair and taking off his
robes. It was the fire festival night and he needed to get ready. Mai
had already said to not wait for her, just go and maybe she'd come.
Since it was a masked event he took out his blue spirit mask and
placed the elastic bad around the back of his head, it raised a few
strands of hair and he flattened them down. He took out the pair of
robes Katara had given him for his birthday and put them close to his
face. He sniffed in her familiar smell and tugged the blue robes on
one sleeve at a time.
He stepped out of his room onto his
balcony, breathing in the crisp night air, listening to the screams
and cries from the small glow in the distance that was The Fire
Festival. He could almost taste the fire flakes he loved so much.
He
just wished they from the water tribe.
Katara rooted through
her closet, throwing things to the side until she came along the
dress Zuko had given her from last Christmas. They smelled like the
fire flake he always ate.
She just stood, examining herself in
the mirror inside the door, thinking about whom she could be going to
the Festival with, and who she wasn't going with.
Katara took
down a box quietly, so as to not disturb Aang's concentration out in
the yard, the smallest movement he could pick up, and took out each
makeup item one by one. Red lipstick, red powder, the hat with the
netting....
She carefully positioned the hat on her head, checking
her makeup was so perfect no one could tell it was her, and took a
step out of her ground floor room into the lovely saturated night.