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she was staring daggers at me. I don't even know what came over me. I just kissed Katara. And I loved it.
i tried to keep my feeling neutral, nut with her staring at me with suck confusion it was hard not to show a bit of emotion.
"I'm sorry, Katara." I said he name to show I wasn't going to hurt her.
"why am I here." She didn't look confused any more.
She stood up as tall as she could and pushed her shoulders back to show the apearence of being stronger then she was. But that only made her wince. For the first time he noticed her ribs on her right side were bruised. She tried to look like she wasn't in pain. But she had always wore her heart on her sleeves.
"I would like a answer to that question too." She let her shoulders go slack. "Are you in a lot of pain." He already knew the answer.
"no." Was her short reply.
"Are you strong enough to heal your ribs?"
"I'm not hurt." She raised her shoulders a bit more but only sucked in a quick breathe.
"Yes your are." He stood up and started walking torwards her.
he stood from his desk and walked torwards her with a confident stride. She felt like he could see into her soul.
"let me help you." He said as he stood right in front of her. He went to touch her but she took a step away from him.
"Don't touch me." She said with as much force as she could but it only came out as a squeak.
He put his hand on her beck and pulled her torwards him.
"I promise I won't hurt you." He said as he pulled her torwards him.
He then put his huge hand on her bruised ribs. She winced.
"I'm sorry." He muttered as his fingers glided on her ribs. "You are going to be fine." He sighed. "But you won't be able to do much." He dropped his hand that was on her ribs but not the one of her back. She felt like she was going to melt right into him.
He he let out this warm and comforting heat. She couldn't tell why, but it drew her in. She was scared and tired and all she wanted to do is have Zuko wrap his arms around her.
she looked up into his eyes. They pierced her soul. The thing that took her breathe away though was the worry and compassion she found there. When she thought about Zuko she always thought of the guy who had hunted Aang around the world. But this Zuko was different. He had changed.
"Thank you." She said as she looked down at the ground.
"you need rest." He said as he led her to the big bed that was in the middle of the room. "Here, sit. I will bring you something to wear for the night." She sat down on the bed as he walked over to the dresser he had gone to earlier. He pulled out a shirt and brought it over to her.
"here. It's going to be a bit big on you, but it is better then nothing." He handed her a red shirt. It was soft but it wasn't silk. "It's Cotten." He said as if he could read her thought. "I think you will like it." He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the door he had walked into earlier. "This is the bathroom. You can change in there. Just leave the clothes you are wearing on the counter."
With th that he closed the door and walked out. She looked around and saw a huge tub and a toliet. She looked on the other side of the room and saw a stand up shower and a sink. She walked forward to a counter with a mirror on it.
She she slowly undressed and put on the shirt he gave her. It was soft. It was huge on her. Like a nightgown. That was probably why he gave her it. She started hearing voices talk outside the door.
Katara had just walked into the bathroom when my door flew open. I looked up at it annoyed but was flabbergasted when I saw my father.
"father." I said with a bow of my head. "What are you doing here?"
my father ignored me and looked around the room. "Where is she?" He was looking around for Katara. Why? "Azula said she gave her to you."
"yes, she is in the bathroom changing." It unerved me that he was looking for Katara.
"I want to see her." Is father said as he took the seat that Azula had sat in earlier.
"she should be out soon." Zuko was really confused why his father was here.
a few seconds later Katara walked out but stopped in her tracks when she saw his father.
She looked at him with questions in her eyes.
"ahhh here she is." My father said while standing up. Katara slowly inched torwards me. "Come here." My father said as he stared at Katara. She didn't move a inch. "Don't make me ask again."
She looked Ozia in the eyes and raised her chin but didn't move a inch torwards him. He raised a eyebrow.
"She is a little spitfire isn't she." My father said with a small chuckle. "I will aske one more time. Come. Here." My father was getting annoyed.
"No." Katara said with a normal tone as if it was normal for her. My fathers eyebrows shot up into his hair line at this.
"no?" He asked as he stalked torwards her. "No." He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the middle of the floor. He let go and then started to walk around her. "She is well built" he went behind her and acted as if he was looking at cattle. "She will do well for you." My father said as he praticailly slung Katara at me. I barely caught her before she fell onto the floor.
"what?" I was utterly confused.
"I want you to marry her." I felt Katara tense in my grip.
"why would I do that." My father walked over to the chair and sat down.
"to show the rest of the world the fire nation can have whatever it wants. What better way to do that other then having my son marry the teacher of the past avatar." My father explained as if it was simple."oh might I add the princess of the southern water tribe." Katara was a princess?
"I will not marry." Katara said as she finally stood up and took a step away from me. She looked at my father strait in the eyes. "You can't make me."
"Oh" my father didn't seem fased. "If you won't I will destroy what little is left of both water tribes." His father seemed to think for a bit. "And I will start by killing a women by the name of, Kanna."
That took whatever was left in her sails out. Her eyes went huge. "You wouldn't." She whispered.
"oh I will." He gave her a wicked smile. "So your wedding will be in a week." With that he walked out.
The look she gave him broke his heart.
Gran Gran was still alive? And this man was going to kill her if she didn't marry Zuko. She looked at Zuko and he held Compassion in his eyes.
"I'm sorry." He said as he opened his arms.
she ran into his arms. She didn't know why. She just needed his warmth. She cried and cried for what felt like hours. As she cried he said little things in her ear like "we can do this." Or "it's going to be ok".
she didn't know when she started to trust Zuko but she did. She just wanted to cry with him comforting her. He slowly shuffled her to the bed and laid down and pulled her up to his chest.
"Go to sleep." He whispered.
soon she was off in her own dream world of nightmares. But each time she woke up Zuko was there to comfort