I made this second chapter because I felt like doing another one. It was a feat in my Zutaraness act of kindness. I don't hate Zutara, not at all! I like them as really great friends! Like, brother/sister type friends. They're really close like that. It's just that Kataang is my OTP and I love it. I love Zutara, just not as much as Kataang. Sorry!
So thanks for the ONE review I got. I really liked that and it gave me encouragement to write more!
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The sound of a bison could be heard in the far off distance, disturbing the peace at the Fire Nation palace. Zuko turned around to see Appa, and atop him, Aang sat holding a little bundle in his arms. And next to them sat Katara, oh heavenly Katara, taking the little bundle from her husband. She was beautiful as always, even after she had given birth for the first time.
As the bison drew near, Zuko's heart raced out of his chest at anticipation of seeing the girl he had had a crush on since they were teens, only for her to betray him and end up with the Avatar. But they were still good friends of his.
It was a nice gathering. That was why the gang was brought to the Fire Nation Palace. They were going to celebrate the ending of the war and all the rest of the gang would get to see the new addition to the group, much to Zuko's dismay. He hadn't even met the little thing and he already hated it. But that wouldn't keep him from having a good time with his good friends.
The bison landed and Aang hopped off with the child again in his arms.
"Zuko!" he exclaimed, giving his Firebending teacher a one-armed hug. "It's so great to see you again!"
"Same," Zuko replied with a fake smile before looking at the bundle of blankets. "And who might this little thing be?"
"This is Kya," Aang told his friend as he cooed at the baby in his arms.
"She's adorable. And she looks so much like her mother," Zuko commented.
Yet, Zuko had to admit, the child by the name of 'Kya' was as cute as a baby could get. And Zuko hated her. She was made of the same flesh and blood as Katara and Aang. If only the child was his.
"I know," Aang sighed. "She's beautiful."
"Zuko!"
And speaking of his crush, she was hurdling herself toward the Firelord, crushing him in a friendly hug as she would do with her brother.
"We missed you!" she exclaimed as she let him go and walked to Aang's side, taking the baby from him.
"I missed you, too," Zuko replied. "Now, let's get inside and I can show you guys to your room."
"Perfect," Aang commented as he took his wife by the waist and led her and the baby to their room.
And Zuko, inside, was scowling the whole way.
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"So how are things on Air Temple Island?" Zuko asked after dinner that evening before anyone else showed up. They were all lounging in the sitting room, drinking a batch of fresh brewed tea.
"Their great," Katara answered him. "We found a new heard of bison a little while after construction and a new patch of lemurs there too. It was wonderful."
"Now the future generation of the Air Nomads will have bison to ride," Aang concluded with a smile. "Maybe Kya will be an Airbender when she gets older."
At the mention of her name, the baby in Katara's arms looked up at her father and cooed. Katara praised the little girl while Aang smiled with fondness and pride. Zuko sat there, frowning at the happy couple. It was no fare. Aang got this happy life with the girl he loved while Zuko sat in the shadows, green with envy. That was his little Waterbender. And that should have been their little daughter. Times were tough when you weren't the first man in her life.
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Zuko hesitated before knocking on the nursery door. Before they had come, Zuko had asked for a connected room to be built as a room for the new baby so as the parents could have easy access to her whenever they wanted.
He should have made the little bundle stay in a separate room as torture.
"Come in." The sound of Katara's voice left shivers running down his spine. It was either now or never to talk to her and get that pang out of his chest.
Zuko opened the door to see the graceful Waterbender rocking her baby to sleep. This would have been a lovely sight if it were his.
"Katara," Zuko began, "I need to talk to you."
"Of course," Katara said as she got up and tucked little Kya into her bed. "What is it?"
And at that minute, he chickened out, scared to even think to tell her what he really felt. What if she told Aang? What would he do to her then? Or worse yet, what would she do to him?
Questions swam as Zuko sat down at the chair opposite of Katara. He watched as she kissed the baby goodnight and sat down in her rocking chair again.
"I was just wondering if I could see Kya."
And there was the moment of pure hatred at himself. He had chickened out fully as Zuko watched how loving Katara was to her child. To her and Aang's child. If he told her and she did what he wanted her to do and run away with him, where would the child be then? With his father? Or would Katara just take the Avatar's little pride and joy and run away with him, the child then theirs.
Questions, oh dear questions. This wasn't healthy to think about. This wasn't healthy at all. And Zuko hated himself for it. It wasn't right to steal someone's wife, let alone the Avatar's wife and girl of their dreams.
"Well," Katara started, "you can see her tomorrow, she's sleeping right now and I can't wake her."
Katara then looked over at the candle as it sparked. Zuko remembered the mechanist at the Northern Air Temple had given him a batch of candles with spark powder in them to tell time.
"Oh," Katara suddenly exclaimed, "Aang will be back from his meeting any moment! I'm sorry Zuko, but I think you should go. It's very late and I need my rest. I'm sorry, but maybe tomorrow you can see Kya, ok?"
Zuko nodded wordlessly as he sulked out the door, closing it behind him.
Better luck next time.
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