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1.0

It had been almost two weeks since the last Zuko had seen his father. He couldn't bare looking at him like that. Zuko would have nightmares about it if he saw him. Sometimes even if he thought about him too long. Zuko knew Ozai hadn't fallen yet because he knew he would of had heard word from the guards. Zuko had worried about his mother going insane without his father, but now he was worried about himself.

He dicided to go have lunch with Katara so that mabye after they would talk.

He walked into their bed room and found her laying on the bed curled up, asleep.

"Katara," He called sitting next to her. "Katara, dear, you need to get up." He said shaking her lightly.

"Hm?" She moaned.

"Are you alright? You've been sleeping all morning. You've been sleeping a lot more lately." He pointed out.

"Oh, yes, I'm fine. I'm just tired." She said sitting up.

"Oh, well, I was wondering if you'd have lunch with me today?" He asked standing up. She nodded and got ready.

Lunch was nice and silent. Just like all the other meals were...everyday.

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"Are you sure you're alright?" Zuko asked, raising his brow at her, entering their bedroom.

"Yes, Zuko, I'm fine!" Katara laughed. "What are you so worried about?" She asked sitting down and rubbing his back.

"About a lot of things, Katara. You're not helping, you know? You've been acting odd." He said snaking his arm around her wait.

"How?!" She asked leaning back a bit and putting her fists on her hips.

"Well, you've been sleeping a lot more and you're more hungry and not to point out you throwing up last night!" He placed his hand on her leg. "I can't have you getting sick, too." He said gazing into her blue orbs.

"Zuko, I promise that I'm okay. I'm just a little stressed, that's all." She assured him with a smile.

"Prince Zuko!" A guard interrupted. "You're father wishes to see you." He said in a hurried matter. Zuko nodded and stood. He motioned for Katara to follow.

Walking down the hall, a pair of people stopped Katara.

"Sorry to bother you, princess, but you need to come with us." One of them tugged on her arm. Katara looked back at Zuko. His eyes were wide and she knew he was going to be even more nervous and scared without her. She wanted to protest, but they seemed too serious.

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"Dad," Zuko whispered, walking into Ozao's infirmary room. "Are you alright?" He asked, standing beside his father.

"Yeah," Ozai whispered. Zuko knew his father was still in a lot of pain, no matter what he said. Ozai wasn't one to admit something like that. "They think they've found the antidote and so far, it's been working, but - they give me this numbing stuff to go along with it." He sighed.

"Oh."

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"Katara," A servant smiled. "You're looking lovely today." She complimented.

"Um...thank you." Katara smiled back.

"Lady Katara, we advise you start taking these once a day." A second one came up and placed some pills into Katara's hand.

"What? Why?" She asked, looking at them in confusion.

"We will also be giving you bigger meals from now on." The first one smiled again.

"You should also drink more water throughout the day." The second one finished.

"That's all." They said and smiled in unison.

"Um..okay." Katara breathed out.

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Zuko and Katara met up in the hall.

"How is he?" She asked.

"He's talking more. He seems like he's sleep talking sometimes." Zuko said in a worried tone.

"Oh."

"What did those girls want?" He asked.

"They gave me some like, vitamins or something. I don't know." Katara shrugged. Zuko nodded and walked her to their bed room.

"I think I'm going to take a nap." He said laying on the bed.

"Alright. I'm going to take a bath. Would you like me to wake you before dinner?"

"Yes, please." Zuko mumbled into his pillow. Katara smiled and placed a small kiss on his shoulder.

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After removing Zuko's robe, which she had been wearing the whole day over her night close, she looked in the mirror.

"Whoa." She gasped at at her enlarged breast. "What the crap? I thought we only went through this once!" Katara shook her head and continued on with her bath.

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"Zuko," Katara called after pulling a robe at least two sizes too big for her over her shoulders. "I forgot something." She said walking over to him.

"What's that?" He asked.

"I told your mother I'd be wearing a veil." She said, leaning over him to look at his face. He opened one eye.

"...Okay?"

"That means I'm a virgin." She whispered.

"Ohh." He pushed himself up as she stood back up.

"I don't want to say I can't wear one anymore and then they'll know!" She said sitting next to him.

"So," He shrugged.

"Zuko, I don't want every one knowing something like that."

"Why does it matter?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Because that's personal." She said grabbing his arm.

"Well, then, don't say anything." Zuko said standing up.

"Wouldn't that be bad?" She asked looking up at him.

"I don't know." He offered his hand. She took it and he pulled her up. He shrugged and walked out with her not far behind.

They finished dinner and went back to their bed room.

"Ugh. I'm so tired." Katara said laying on her stomach and grasping a pillow. Zuko crawled into bed next to her and layed down.

"You're absolutely sure you're okay?" Zuko asked.

"Yes." She pretty much hissed before turning her back towards him and going to sleep. He raised his brows and pulled the covers over himself before laying an arm over her and snuggling against her.

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"Zuko," Katara whispered, knowing Zuko wasn't alseep.

"Hm?" He mumbled.

"Will your dad be attending the wedding?" She asked, knwoing it was merly three days away.

1.5

Zuko sighed as he lay in his bed. He rested with his hands lazily behind his head. He thought about where everyone was. His mother was in Ozai's office, Ozai was in the imfermary, Katara was also there, with the girls from the other night, Aang and Sokka were someplace in the Earth Kingdom, as well as Azula, Mai, and Ty lee so they could see needed to be traded and what didn't.

He hoped his father would be alright. How great would it be to have your father die on your wedding day? Not very.

Zuko looked outside his window and saw the ship that held Katara's parents. He sighed and looked away. Katara didn't have to worry about her father or her mother. They were perfectly healthy. While his were on the edge and handing by a thread. Zuko didn't know what to do. He'd be lost without his father. He knew it. He knew he would. Even if they didn't have the closest relationship he was still his father. He was still apart of him. Zuko clinched his eyes closed and covered his face with his hands. He hated to cry. What good did it do? Crying wasn't going to save anyone. Crying wasn't going to anything. Zuko was someone who just didn't cry. Not when he was embarrassed, or hurt. Never. But, this hurt was something else. This hurt wasn't physical. It was spiritual and mental.

Zuko thought about his father. Zuko had always looked up to him. He remembered when he was little and he wished he was as tall as his father and looked just like him. His wish had come true. Zuko was just under his fathers height and they did look a lot alike. He remembered when he had fallen and scraped his knee against the rocks by the pond. He had though his mother would be right there, but his was Ozai. He remembered Ozai hugging him. If there was one thing that Zuko would remember about Ozai is his hugs. Ozai gave rare, but amazing hugs.

That was what Zuko needed right now. A hug. Just a hug, that's all. Again, his wish had came true. Zuko felt small, light arms wrap around him.

"Oh, Zuko," Katara cooed, removing his hands from his face and whipping away his tears. "He's going to be okay, I promise," She said kissing his forehead. "But in the meantime, I have something to tell you." She whispered, straddling his chest. She looked up at the top of the canopy bed. Her shoulders dropped and she hugged herself lightly around her stomach. She sighed and looked down towards the floor, the sheets, across the room to a candle, to the blue jewel resting on a small pillow, to a plant in the corner, and finally into Zuko's blood-shot eyes. His head went a little deeper into his pillow. He scrunched his brows, but his eyes were widened. Slowly, his brows unclenched and he placed his hands onto her stomach where he arms weren't covering and he looked her into her eyes. She smiled and leaned down to hug him.

"Oh my Agni." He breathed out, lightly putting his arms over her back. "Oh my Agni." He repeated over and over again. His tears had turned from tears of sorrow to tears of joy. At least that's what Katara had hoped.

"You're not mad?" She asked sitting back up.

"Katara, sweetheart, why would I be mad about something like that?" He asked, rubbing her sides. "That's why you've been acting so strange?" She nodded. "Well, why didn't you tell me?" He laughed.

"Becasue I just found out myself." She smiled.

"Oh, wow." He sighed out and stared at nothing. "Oh gosh." Katara smiled as she sighed and kissed his cheek. "Do your parents know?"

"No, why would I tell them? My father would freak! He couldn't kill you first, Sokka would."

Zuko chuckled. "Yeah," He sighed out. "I hear they're on their way. Sokka and Aang." Katara smiled down at him and nodded.

2.0

"Prince Zuko." A servant called out, shaking him lightly.

"Hm?" He groaned angrily, looking over his shoulder.

"You need to get ready for your wedding, sir."

"Oh," Zuko said sitting up and running his hand through his hair. "Oh!" Zuko stood up and made his way through the halls to get ready.

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"Are you nervous?" A young lady servant asked as she gathered up the flowers for Katara's bouquet.

"No. Exiceted and happy if anything." Katara said helping out by making the bride maid's bouguet's. The servant nodded and smiled.

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TBC!

Ugh. Okay, late and not so epic. I know. Sorry. I had to cut it short because what's about to happen, I have the edges in, but it's not set into my mind. Ugh! Why is this so hard?! I can't just say it because...it's needs to be BEAUTIFUL! It needs to be MAGNIFICENT. But, I don't know if I'm on that level yet. The words can't even pop into my mind. I know what I want to happen, but I just don't know how to put it in words. Goodness, if I could draw, I so tottaly would have had my own little Avatar Serious...except the M parts on youtube or something. Also, whole "It's been a goof run" was supposed to be used already, but it hadn't and I was too far ahead to put it in.

What I meant was:

When a musher's dog dies they would probably say "well, it's been a good run." Yah, know? And what was supposed to happen was that Ozai was suposed to be laying in his bed and just before he was about to give up, he would say, while holding Ursa's hand with his eyes barely opened,

"Well, as the old mushers say....I suppose....," He choked on his own words. "It's been a good run."

Also that he was implying that he was just a dog and nothing more. Hm.