Harmony:

The fire crackled as it spun around the bender. The powerful element now looked gentle and smooth. The bender's arms moved in a fluid motion, his stance strong. His golden eyes weren't on his fire, but rather on the girl standing next to him. Unlike his element, her was soft and moving the way she wanted. It moved the way she wanted, around her through her legs, and over her head.

But that's what the Fire Lord was worried about. He suddenly stood up straight and pulled the fire towards him. It fizzled out and he turned to his wife. Walking over to her, he wrapped his arms around her, resting his hands on her large stomach. She continued to move her arms, so that the water moved around the two.

Suddenly, Zuko kissed her neck. He rubbed her stomach, and felt the child kick. "It's going to be a boy, he's got a strong kick," he said, suddenly.

She stopped and allowed the water to flow back into the turtle-duck pond. She leaned back into his embrace. In return, she rested her hands over his and closed her eyes—ignoring the small sharp pains.

"I don't care what sex our child is," she said, closing her eyes. "Just as long as he or she survives this time."

Zuko nodded, this young child would bring a peace between the couple. There was also the relief that it would bring to their other family members—who they had yet to seen in nine months. Everything was being kept on the secret side.

The sun was just beginning to set, and the full moon could be seen over the horizon. Zuko took Katara's hand and led her up the stairs into the palace. As he walked down the hall, he lit a few of the candles that had yet to be lit. The peace that the palace had had over the last few months, but it was about to be broken when the Avatar and his family would be arriving in the morning.

The two walked in silence to their room. Before Zuko went along with his nightly activity, he would help Katara complete hers. She was bigger than she was with Nyla, and many times she mentioned about carrying two babies instead of one. Zuko always just laughed it off and continued to help her into bed.

"Zuko, what would happen if we had two?" she asked. Her eyes ran over the scars on his back. For the last couple of weeks, she had been throwing the idea around. "Would you—"

"Katara, we've gone over this. If—and the healers have yet to deliver two babies at one time—we have two children, then we have them," Zuko said, tying his robe. He moved to the end of their bed and began to rub her feet. "And then the Council can just get off my case."

She glared at him. "Is that all you care about?" she snapped.

"You know that's not it, I have never once cared about what those stuffy old men have thought," he answered, warming her feet. She let out a little moan at the comfort. "I told you what I did when we found out you were pregnant a second time."

She smiled. He had returned from the meeting, smoking at the ears and out the nose. He had ruined the meeting room, destroying the final part of his father's empire. The throne that the previous Fire Lords had sat in behind the fire, was kicked into the wall, and then thrown down onto the large map they had. He then burned the chair and walked out of the meeting, leaving it unfinished and incomplete.

"Do you not believe me?"

Katara pulled her feet in and shuffled around. Leaning forward, she placed a hand on his scar. She kissed it gently and then moved to his lips. "I have never doubted you," she told him. "Nor will I ever."

He smiled and helped her lay back down, handing her a book. "Just relax, I have to go down and inform the caretakers to expect a giant flying bison."

Katara smiled and waved him off. She removed the bookmark and continued to read. It contained stories of love and romance, princesses and dragons, but most of all it had stories of harmony and peace. It was all Fire Nation lore, and she was enjoying every moment of it.

Unconsciously, she began to rub her large stomach. It was only a matter of time before her daughter or son would be born. And like every mother, she had hoped that this child would be a very powerful bender. Deep down, she hoped that Zuko's prediction would be wrong and it would be a girl. She felt that maybe a little girl to spoil and cherish would bring some harmony to this life—and that it would break the males being born first.

She sighed and leaned back. Looking down, she could still barely see her swollen ankles. "I am more than ready for this pregnancy to be over," she thought out loud.

"I expect him to arrive early morning from the east," Zuko finished telling the caretaker. The old man nodded. "I hope that this isn't too much trouble."

"Not at all, Fire Lord," the balding man said. "I miss the trips where the Avatar and his family would come for visits."

Zuko patted the old man and turned to return to his wife. There was a loud groan and the earth shook a little as a white fluffy creature landed. There was giggling and a few children hopped over the edge, running around the courtyard.

"Zai, Yuki, Sakura," Aang's voice carried from atop the bison's head. "Don't run too far!"

His three children stopped what they were doing and looked back at Appa, then their green eyes landed on Zuko. He offered the small children a smile and they ran screaming towards him. The three Airbenders jumped on him, bringing him down to the earth. However, Zuko didn't stay there long. He felt the earth move and help back into a standing position.

"It's great to see you again, Sparky," Toph's voice echoed. She walked over to the Fire Lord and hit him in the shoulder. "I want you to meet our newest son, Tenzin."

He moved the green blanket around and noticed the small child with its eyes wide open. However, they were like their mother's, green and hazed over. "He's blind."

"But that won't hold him back from doing the things the other children do," Aang said. "How's Katara?"

"She's holding up."

"What did you do this time?" Toph snapped.

"You'll have to see for yourself," he answered. A pause came and he quickly said, "Or feel, for you, Toph."

She rolled her eyes and kicked the ground. The children were rolling on the ground, and using airbending to terrorize the turtle-ducks. But they were slid towards their parents, with their heads hanging down. Zuko stood aside, and allowed his guests to head into the palace first. This gave him a chance to look at the children whom he hadn't seen in over three years.

Sakura was Aang's oldest being four years old. She had her mother's long black hair and her father's grey eyes. Like all of Aang's children, she was an Airbender. But unlike her father, she had her mother's personality. Often times, she'd be the first to start a fight with the twins, or voice how she needed just a little more attention.

Zai, up until Tenzin, was the only boy. The last time Zuko had seen him, he was just a little baby in swaddling clothes. Now it was clear that he had much of both his father and mother in him. Zuko wondered if Zai had a choice in being bald, or if it was the culture of the Airbenders. However, his green eyes stood out against his light colored skin. And every so often he'd stop and chase after the fireflies that inhabited the courtyard.

Yuki was odd. She was quiet and shy. Even though she followed her siblings around, she now stood at her mother's side, holding the green dress in her chubby little hands. She looked just like Toph, except Yuki was able to see. In her other hand was a stuffed lemur. Zuko smiled at the girl, and she buried her head in her mother's dress.

As the group entered the palace, a messenger greeted them. "Lady Katara is requesting your presence, Lord Zuko."

"Did she say why?"

"She wanted me to tell you that it was time," the teen replied. Zuko's eyes widened and he bowed to Aang and Toph.

"I have to go, I'm sure you know where your rooms are by now?" he asked running towards the healers.

Toph laughed and handed the baby to Aang. "Hold your son, Twinkle Toes," she told him. "It seems that Zuko and Katara have been given a second chance. And I'm going to go and visit them."

"Toph, I don't think that's going to be a good idea. Katara could be in serious pain," Aang warned.

"Sugar Queen will be fine, she's been through it all already," Toph called, following the loud steps of Zuko.

Aang's shoulders dropped and he looked towards his children. "Shall we go see Aunt Katara then?"

They screamed in unison, "Yes!"

Once again, Zuko could be found pacing in front of the door. Like last time, the healers had forbid him to go into the room. He chewed on his fist and would occasionally look up. The last time Katara delivered a child, it had only taken a few minutes. She had been in there for nearly two hours.

"Relax, Zuko," Aang said. "Nothing will go wrong this time, Avatar's honor."

The firebender's reply was a laugh. Zuko wasn't too sure of anything anymore. All he could hope was that Katara would be okay. He looked up just as a cry echoed the chambers. His heart leaped up into his throat. That was different from the last time.

A young girl walked out, holding a blue blanket. "Fire Lord, may I be the first to introduce you to your son," she said, handing him to the first time father.

Zuko felt tears coming up to his eyes, as Aang and Toph rushed over. His son had a scrap of black hair, and was just as light as his father. Finally, the tears came as the child opened his eyes and showed that they were blue. The child let out a small cry, before settling into Zuko's warm arms and taking in a deep breath.

"This is my son, my living breathing son!" Zuko cheered. The Fire Lord wanted to spin around in happiness.

"I know, Sparky," Toph called out.

Aang clapped Zuko on the back. "You should probably see Katara now," he suggested.

Zuko nodded and took a step forward. But froze when another cry echoed out. Toph and Aang looked at each other, shock written on both of their faces. A smile crossed Zuko's face as the healer motioned for the Fire Lord to come in.

Lying in bed, holding a red bundle was Katara. Sweat poured down her face, and she was breathing heavily. She looked up at Zuko and then down at their daughter. "She's breathing," Katara whispered.

"I know." He could barely hide the excitement in his voice. "Toph and Aang are here with their little family. She had a new addition, Tenzin."

"Another boy," Katara sighed. "That's good."

Zuko sat on the edge of the bed and looked at their daughter. She had more hair than her brother, and this time it was brown instead of black. Her skin was a tan color, but she didn't seem as dark as Katara. She blinked open her eyes for the first time and stared directly into her father's golden eyes.

"She has your eyes," Katara said.

Zuko nodded, to shock to speak. Not only did his family survive everything, but also now he had two children instead of one. Peace rushed over him as he handed his son over to his wife.

Katara moved her children around and began to feed them. "I'm thinking Kozu," she said. "I put a lot of thought into it. And isn't it tradition for Fire Lord's children to be named after a great Fire Lord?"

Zuko looked up at her. "You've been talking to the council again, haven't you?"

"They've got good ideas every so often," she answered with a smile.

He put his arm around his wife and leaned his head on Katara's. His eyes remained on the little girl that he had helped create. An idea popped into his head, he had promised Katara that she would have a little bit of home with her, whenever she went.

"Choose a Water Tribe name," he said.

"What?"

"Yeah, Kozu is clearly named after me," he began to explain. "I want you to have a bit of your culture with you. I'm sure you don't want the child to be name Kanna or Kya."

"What's wrong with those names?"

"They're the only names I know!" Zuko said in his defense. "Other than Sokka and Hakoda and Bato."

"Well, I'm starting to think that it's tradition to name their girls with a 'K'," she paused. "Korra."

"Korra is a beautiful name," he answered. "I can already tell she's going to be a powerful waterbender."

"You're only saying that to keep harmony with our new family," Katara teased.

Zuko laughed and kissed his wife's head. "No, I'm not." He pulled away and looked at the little family he had. Changing about his mind about leaving, he walked back over and took his spot next to Katara. He didn't want to leave her side.

"It's not good for you to lie!" Toph yelled from the other side of the curtain. "Your peace isn't going to last very long, Hot Shot!"

"Toph," Katara called out. "Just get your dirty muddy self in here. It's been a while."

Toph proudly walked in and looked at the family. If any people deserved peace and harmony from all the politics and pain, it was these two. "Zuko, they look amazing! I'm impressed how they have your likeness."

"Thank you, Toph," he answered. Katara hit him in the shoulder. "What?"

"She's blind," Katara reminded him.

"Oh."

The group laughed and began the long conversation into the night. By the time the sun had risen, they had covered every subject possible. It was Katara who was the last to let out a yawn. Toph and Aang quickly said their good byes and went to figure out what their children were up to ("Probably destroying the palace," Toph guessed.). The new mother cuddled into her husbands embrace, feeling the warmth seeping through his clothing.

"Perfect harmony," Zuko said with closed eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"How we're breathing, all at the same time, in perfect unison," he answered, not opening his eyes.

"You're strange."

"I love you too."

K15: So, this one was harder than I thought. But I think it turned out really well. I've actually been pleased with the way that all of them turned out.

Toph: So, have I!

Me: Oh, why thank… very funny Toph. Anyway. I can't wait for tomorrow. I've had this one planned since the first day it seems. So, don't forget to review. Until next time. Later. K15

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. Well, like every Zutara fan we'd have Zutara.