Author's note: Thanks for reading! Not killing the story yet...I have some stuff planned for the story. There may be some swearing in this chapter. Hope you like it. :)

Aisha

How did he know?

I held his shoulders as I stood up straight.

"Thanks," I said.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine."

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, Zuko...this is a restaurant. People come to eat here. I came with my brother to meet his girlfriend."

"So you are trying to run away. Is she that bad?"

I bit my lip. "No. It's not that she's bad. She's really nice. But..."

"But you're feeling uncomfortable."

It was weird how he knew how I was feeling. I nodded.

"Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked as he gazed at me.

"I don't think I'm allowed to leave," I pouted.

Zuko's gently tucked a few wisps of my hair behind my ear. "You were angry at me...the last time we met."

He said the statement but it sounded more like a question. I lowered my eyes as his eyes demanded for explanations. He stepped closer and raised my chin so I looked him in the eye.

"Why?"

"You were mocking me. Laughing at me," I replied quietly.

"I would never do that. I was laughing at what my sister said," he said.

I dared to look up at him. Zuko's golden eyes whispered 'sorry'. I wanted to believe him. I thought I did believe him for a second but the laugh was still ringing in my ear. My eyes were shut as I leaned against the cold wall.

"Your Ma is missing out. She should at least call you."

I was enraged. How did he know? Who told him that Ma doesn't call me?

"How the fuck do you know?" I asked as I glared at him. He scratched his head.

"I...can't tell you," he stuttered.

I held the collars of the red shirt that Zuko was wearing. "Zuko," I warned.

"Katara. I didn't mean to hurt you," he whispered.

"Zuko."

"I'm sorry," he sounded genuine.

"Zuko."

" People were talking and I heard," he said in my ear.

"Zuko, you have ruined my evening. Thanks a lot. I hate you. I hate you for bringing it up. I hate you," I said in frustration.

"But I love you. I loved you since the second I set my eyes on you. I love you. I love you," he said softly in my ear.

"You are so confusing," I muttered.

"What is there to be confused about? I love you, Katara," he replied.

My eyes locked with his. My heart skipped a beat. I tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Well, aren't you in luck? I love you too."

"You're the one that's confus-"

I captured his mouth with mine. Our first kiss. His arms held my waist as he deepened the kiss. His lips were warm and his mouth tasted of spices. I loved every moment of it. I thought we could kiss for hours but then I heard my name. I broke apart; as I turned around to see who it was, my heart pounded. Was I caught? I wished I wasn't.

"Katara, what the hell are you doing?" asked a very angry Suki. "Sokka was going to come to check on you. You were gone for so long. Get your hands off her." Zuko put his hands behind his back like a schoolboy getting his picture taken.

I looked at Suki. She was fuming. "You were going to slap me, right?"

She nodded. "Sokka would have been furious if he saw what I just saw. You are going to be in so much shit when he finds out." She glared at Zuko. "Don't fucking ever kiss her again."

"Technically, I kissed him," I pointed out.

Suki gave me an annoyed look.

"You won't tell him, right?" I asked innocently.

"Nope. Now let's get back," commanded Suki.

"Let me just say goodbye to Zuko," I replied. I pecked Zuko on the cheek.

"I'll miss you," he whispered. He affectionately brushed his fingers on my cheek. I felt tingles and warmth. Zuko then winked at me before leaving.

Suki led me back to the table. Sokka was staring off in space. As we approached, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I was...uh...fixing my make-up," I mumbled.

"Why did it take that long?" he asked, stressing 'that'.

"I'm a girl. It takes time," I said.

"Your lipstick is smudged," Sokka said.

My face flushed red. "Suki dragged me away from the mirror when I was putting some on."

"Just say it that you kissed Zuko," he said.

Suki and I stared at each other. Shit. Shit. How did he know?

"In Zuko's fucking dreams," chuckled Sokka. "How come baby it took you long too?"

"I'm a girl too," Suki said as she high-fived me. Sokka rolled his eyes.

"Girls," sighed Sokka. "Let's go home."