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Aang POV

Katara.

Oh God- Katara.

Everyone thought, just because I'm 12. Because I'm technically 112- that I'm a child. Okay so I like to sled with penguins and I have a childish nature? I can still kick butt- especially Fire Nation butt.

I may look like a child, but I am very capable. Capable of love too.

Katara- her name whispered like a song to me, a haunting lullaby that disturbed my dreams.

'Aang?' Sokka looked tired.

No- he looked shattered. He couldn't sleep- then again, neither could I.

Katara had been snatched by the Fire Nation amidst the battle.

The Pirates had been going hand and tooth- it was every man for himself. Or more precisely every person for themselves.

We didn't realize until the aftermath that Katara hadn't made it.

Sokka had been a wreck ever after.

'I can't sleep.' He grumbled, his mind for once not on food.

'Neither can I.' I played softly with the wind, allowing a trickle of breeze to tickle Momo's ears.

Momo sprung up indignantly and ran to Sokka's open arms.

'Sorry, Momo.' I apologized, I was just so… I don't know. Life wasn't fun- it didn't seem to flow as usual without Katara to hold my world steady for me.

I needed to get her back.

Zuko POV

She's homesick. If I don't let her go- she'll hate me forever!

If you let her go- the entire Nation will hate you forever.

How will I live with myself?

Return to your father empty-handed and you won't be living at all.

Shut up! For once can I not be united in mind and heart?

Nope. Know why? Because a Fire Lord doesn't have a heart Zuko. It only causes weakness!

You're wrong- when I'm with Katara, I feel stronger than I've ever been.

That's an illusion, love- is only a myth.

You sound like father.

I should do- I'm supposed to be his heir!

So am I!

I groaned, this inward banter was giving me a headache.

Katara wasn't faring too good, she had acquired a fever of sorts- I blame the healer.

Her skin was burning- not a good sign for a water-bender.

She kept having nightmares and waking up in a dread sweat.

I turned my attention to her, wiping perspiration from her brow.

'Sokka…Sok-..Aang…No-…Kill…you…' She moaned in her sleep. I didn't have to interrogate her to know that her dream was a nightmare- about me.

She cried for her brother and the Avatar daily, homesickness had kicked in. Though, her time with me didn't seem as intolerable as she'd maybe imagined- I doubted that if given the chance- she would continue to stay with me by choice.

Ah, life was just so sweet at times.

'Zuko…' Katara moaned again, only this time it wasn't in fear. It sounded a lot more scary.

Trust?

'Protect me…Love…Need…- Zu..Father…kill…protect….' She squirmed beneath me as I watched her intently. So she was having a dream about me?

Protecting her from my father?

I'll believe that when I see it!

But I would.

NO- you wouldn't endanger your life over such a pitiful peasant.

I wouldn't for any normal peasant. I would for her.

She's bad for you.

No, she's good. She's the best thing that's happened to me- ever since mom died. Mom made me feel safe but that's minuscule compared to Katara. She completes me.

You are so weak.

I'm not my father.

That's for sure.

'Zuko.' A soft voice groaned feebly. I looked down into Katara's fluttering eye-lids.

Flash- a tint of azure- closed eyelids-Flash another tint.

'Katara?' There was a lump in the back of my throat that made my voice seem strained and concerned.

That's because I am concerned.

'Katara?' I cried again in desperation.

I needed this girl, I needed her to answer me. To show me that she alone wasn't repulsed by me.

'Zuko, I think…' She tried to make her voice carry but her body wouldn't let her.

'Shh, love. It's fine- I can hear just as well when you whisper.' I consoled her gently.

She blinked in surprise. 'Oh.'

'What?'

What did I do wrong?

'You called me love. Do you mean that?' Her questions were always awkward, they made me want to answer them in such a way, it was dangerous. When I was with Katara, I lost control of the hard mask I daily wear.

I nodded stiffly. 'Yes.' My voice was raw with emotion, but I meant it.

I did. I loved her.

I love her.

I love Katara.

She raised one shaking hand, I clasped it and kissed it carefully.

'Do you want water, love? What is it you need?' I asked quietly.

She was still very weak.

'You.' She smiled lazily up at me.

I almost leapt for joy but I managed to regain an inch of control and just went for an ear-splitting grin that I'm sure looked uncharacterically like me.

'No really?' I beamed down at her perfect face.

Her hand came up again, and this time I let it wander.

It found my scar.

I froze.

What was she doing?

No one touched my scar.

NO ONE.

I was about to fly off in a rage until I realized what she was doing.

She was caressing it.

She wasn't disgusted at it.

For the first time in years, I felt tears prick at the back of my eyes.

'You aren't repelled by it?' I asked, my voice thick and low.

Katara shook her head faintly, though the shy look on her face told me how embarrassed she was.

'No. It's a part of you. A sort of- dashing part of you. It shows that you've lived through a lot. And what you did to save other people.' She smiled kindly at me. I don't know how I'd done it- but a few days ago, whilst visiting her sickbed, I'd told her the entire story of the Agni Kai and my father and the men and honor.

She'd been surprised.

I had asked her if she blamed me in anyway and she just turned to me and gave me this heart-warming look of love and trust-

Urgh- you disgust me.

My inner demon interrupted my happy memories.

One day, I was going to have to give all this up.

One day, in the near future.

When the time came- could I really bring myself to do it?

Sokka POV

That scum is going to die! Literally, I'm not the brawniest of guys but I am going to literally going to rip Zuko's head off.

If he's done anything to hurt a hair on Katara's head….oh- I wouldn't like to be Zuko at the minute.

I miss her, she's annoying, she nags at me all the time and embarrasses me and shows me up- but she's my sister. I'd die to protect her.

Hopefully if things go to plan- someone else will die.

Zuko.

Appa had been on the trail for days now. Fire Nation ships weren't hard to track.

Follow the smoke and the stench.

The only reason why they were rarely attacked is that most people wouldn't dare attack Fire Nation soldiers.

Of course, most people didn't have the Avatar master of all elements with them either.

Zuko was in for a surprise.

Don't worry, Katara.

We're coming to get you.