"So, Ms. Westcott, are you enjoying your night?" Zuko asked with a small smile. It made my heart jump whenever I saw him smile. He wasn't an awful person; he just didn't smile much.

"Yes Mr. Black, everything is perfect." I said with my own smile. I suddenly felt shy under his gaze. "The food is delicious."

"Good, we have a lot more to do until our night is over." He said with a smile.

I lifted an eyebrow, what else was there for us to do? The dinner was more than enough for me.

My phone started buzzing next to me. Sokka was calling me. I smiled and mouthed 'sorry' to Zuko. He smiled and nodded understandingly.

"Hello?" He seriously never called me.

"I have some interesting news." He said, the emotion in his voice undetectable.

"What's wrong? Is it Gran? Is she okay?" I said, my words rushing together.

"No, she's fine. It's Azalea. I – She um. Well we… "

"What happened Sokka?" I said before picking up my wine glass.

"She's pregnant." He said before I could take a sip.

"Pregnant? Oh my gosh, you got her pregnant?" I said, trying to keep from screaming. I set down the glass and took a deep breath.

"We've had crushes on each other for a while now and it just happened. She told me a month ago."

This time I couldn't help but scream. "A month ago?! And you're waiting until now to tell me? You got my best friend pregnant!"

"We weren't sure how to tell you." He said softly. I could hear Azalea's tired voice in the background asking to talk to me.

"No, don't put her on the phone. I don't want to talk about it or to either of you right now." I said before hanging up.

I could feel the familiar prickling behind my eyes. The water in our glasses was close to boiling due to my anger.

"Let's just go back to my apartment." Zuko said softly. "We can finish our date there."

I nodded and sat there quietly as the waiter packed up our leftover food. As we left the restaurant I thought about what Sokka told me.

Azalea was at least 2 months pregnant and the baby was Sokka's.

The drive back to Bronze Lake was a blur as I could only focus on the fact that she was pregnant with my niece or nephew and that they waited a month to tell me. I became aware of my surroundings as Zuko turned into the apartment parking lot and I sighed softly. I was trying not to cry but it was getting harder and harder to hold the tears in.

Zuko got out the car and walked around to open the door for me. I climbed out tiredly and followed him to the elevator. Once we got inside, I let the tears fall.

ZUKO'S POV

Once we got in the elevator Katara began to silently cry. I felt so bad for her, not only did her big brother get her best friend pregnant, but they waited more than a month to tell her. I pulled her into me and just let her cry. I ignored the wonderful feeling of her body felt pressed against me and just let her cry. Once the doors opened, I simply picked her up and carried her to my apartment. I managed to open the door with one hand and I stepped into the living room.

"Why didn't they tell me?" she sobbed. "She is supposed to be my best friend."

I sat down on my couch and settled her into my lap, her head in the crook of my neck. Her soft breath blowing on my neck made it difficult for me to pay attention to her crying and more attention to the stirring in my pants. I tried to adjust her so she wouldn't feel it but I could tell by the way her head suddenly popped up that she felt it.

"I'm sorry." I said embarrassed that she noticed it.

"No," she sniffled as she wiped her face. "It's okay. I'm not gonna be mad about that. I have enough to be upset about."

"Please don't cry, I hate to see you like this." I whispered in her hair. "I know this was unexpected and it hurts you, but try to see the positive… you're gonna be an aunt to a little boy or girl."

She lifted her head again and looked me in the eye with a small and cute little smile. "I hope it's a little girl, she'll be so precious."

"See! There's that smile I was looking for!" I said before leaning in to kiss her cheek. She turned to me at the very last second and we did that awkward movie first kiss and I got her lips instead of her cheek. I gently turned her face and tried again.

Her lips were softer than I imagined.

KATARA POV

His lips were warm and gentle on my own. He started pulled away as if he was sorry and I surprised myself by pulling him closer to me. He kissed me possessively and scooted me out of his lap and onto the couch. He straddled me and stared down at me.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to kiss you." He said his voice deeper than usual.

"I think I have a pretty good idea." I said before pulling him back down to me. My hands went from his hair to his back and I could feel the muscles under my hands as he held his body up so he wouldn't crush me.

My phone started buzzing and we slowly pulled away from each other. I grabbed it out my pocket and checked the ID.

I tried to catch my breath before I answered. "Hey Zula."

"Hey, are you still sleeping over? My mom wants to turn the alarm on."

Before I could answer, Zuko took the phone out my hand.

"Tell mom we won't do anything bad. She's gonna sleep at my place." He said, while trying to take off my boots. Once he got one of them off, he hung up and put my phone on the coffee table and stood up.

"What did she say?" I said, taking off the other boot and taking my hair down from the ponytail.

"My mom said to be good." He said before grabbing me by my hips.

"But she doesn't know what my version of good is." He said before kissing me again.

I giggled and leaned my body into his. He picked me up and carried me to the kitchen, sitting me on the counter. I pulled his hair from the ponytail and ran my fingers through the black silk on his head. He kissed my neck and I moaned softly. His lips found their way back to mine and he slowed down the kiss a little.

"Come on, let's go to bed." He said, breathing deeply and with his forehead pressed against mine.

I nodded and slid off the counter. "I don't have my clothes. They are in your car."

"I'll give you some sweats or something like that." He said, giving me a back hug and walking behind me.

His room was really modern and masculine. I sat on his bed and watched him walk in his closet, he came back shirtless and with pajama pants on. He had a dress shirt and some sweats over his arm.

"This is a dress shirt that I haven't worn in a good four years. You can keep it if you want. It might come down to your knees though." He said with a laugh.

I stuck my tongue out. "I'm not that short!"

"How tall are you?"

"I'm 5'2" I said grinning softly.

"And I'm 6'2, now go put your pajamas on." He said with a smirk.

I walked to his bathroom and slid off my clothes. I put on his dress shirt and laughed at myself. It went past my knees. I walked back in the room and struck a pose.

"I think I look fabulous!" I said before strutting over to him like I was a model.

He laughed and pulled me into bed with him.

I pressed a kiss to his cheek and cuddled into him. It wouldn't take long for me to get used to this.