wwooot chapter 4 is up and running! i have all the chapters on i just need to edit them........and post.....it will be done tonihgt and i can start to post the sequel......

Katara could only sit and do nothing until her burns finally healed. She talked with Aang a lot. Toph came to bug her into telling her how Azula was defeated. Sokka came to yell at her for being stupid and almost getting killed. Her Dad came a few times to see her. Almost every one came.

Zuko kept his distance, since he asked her what she was hiding. He spent most days sulking in the library trying to figure out what it was. He got no where, and kept growing more distant from everyone. Once Katara was able to move around, he hid away in his bed chamber, only coming out for court and to eat. He had servants bring him scrolls from the library to try and figure out the waterbender's secret.

Katara loved being able to move around. Although going into public was a different story. When ever she took strolls in the gardens, the noblemen shot her glares, and often whispered about her. She knew she was different. A water tribe girl, cast out into the Fire Nation. People often hissed threats at her when she went to the market. She would also receive letters on how she was a "corrupting influence" on their young Fire Lord.

She was taking a stroll in the garden and passed by a pond. She stepped in and began to bend her element. It felt so good to be able to do this, to be free form the threats and glares. She made a water snake and had it chase a turtle-duck.
Zuko watched the young waterbender with interest. How it would have been nice to know his element was not just for destruction at her age. It would have made more sense. Maybe the world could have been at peace.
He took a step closer and snapped a twig. Suddenly he was soaked and Katara was glaring at him.

"What do you want?" she hissed.
"Nothing. I was just watching you. Oh master waterbender" the last sentence dripping with sarcasm.
" Well, don't. I never watch you practice."
"Fine. You can watch me practice."

"Why, would I want to? I'd rather stick needles into my eyes" her temper growing, along with her voice.
"Fine," Zuko shouted, "be that way peasant!" He knew she hated when he called her that.
She balled her hands into fists and ground her teeth. She breathed deeply, trying to control her temper.

"I'd rather be a Water Tribe peasant, than a Fire Nation scum!" she shouted. Before she could realize what she had said, her back was pushed against the cold marble of the palace wall. Her wrists pinned above her head. Zuko's face inches from hers.

"What did you just say?" he hissed.
"I said I don't want to be fire nation scum, like you!" He raised his arm, and Katara thought he might strike her. Then he brought it down on the marble next to her head. Only inches away.

She tried to scurry away, but his grip tightened on her arm.

"I did not dismiss you." He growled into her ear. His hot breathe on her neck. Now she was really scared. Knowing the Fire Lord, and his short temper, he could go as far as burning her. She winced in pain as his grip tightened even more. It was no doubt going to leave a bruise.

"Let me go!" she screamed into his face. He pushed her even harder into the marble. Ashe could feel her back bruising, and she also heard a faint crack.
"I did not dismiss you." He repeated into her hair. She smelled sweet, like flowers, and she also smelled like the ocean. She tried to squirm away, but he pushed his body against hers, successfully stopping any more motion.

"Please…just let me go…" she begged. She looked into the Fire Lord's eyes. His eyes were a shade of gold, she had never seen before.
"Tell me." He said firmly.
"Tell you what?" she asked. Not breaking the gaze.
"You know damn well what. I've tried to figure out your secret, but I can't! Tell me now. What is it?"

"I don't have a secret." She replied quietly, looking at the ground.
"You're lying. Tell me the truth." He hissed, tightening his grip. Her skin was smooth like silk, and he loved the feel of it.
"No, I'm not!" she protested, still averting his gaze.
"Then tell me that, looking straight in my eyes." He ordered. She looked up into his eyes. They were hypnotic and she could see softness in them, almost like he was pleading her to tell him with his eyes.
"Fine." She finally gave in. His grip tightened, but he did not let go.

"So you're going to tell me?" he asked excitedly. Now after weeks of trying to figure it out, she would tell him.
"Yes, but can we do this somewhere privately?" She glanced around at the servants giving them strange looks.
"Sure, sure." He grabbed her wrist and led her into the palace, down a corridor she had never even been in.

"Where are we going exactly?" she asked, scared to know the answer.
"To my bed chamber, waterbender" he hissed.

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