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Yellow is for fear

Zuko was afraid. He was very very afraid. In fact, this mysterious terror seemed to have struck Aang as well. He didn't know why Aang was afraid, but he knew that Katara was being nice to him, which meant that something was wrong. Very wrong. Katara couldn't be nice to him. Even when he and Sokka had come back with her father from the Boiling Rock, she had not softened in her behavior towards him. So there had to be some sinister reason for her sudden change.

At the moment, he was cautiously peering around the door into the hall. It appeared empty, and he cautiously began to step out in the hall when he heard a voice behind him and jumped with a very unmanly scream.

"EEP!" Kicking himself for the weakness, especially when he realized who it was, he smiled cautiously. "Hello, Katara," he said in an unnaturally deep voice.

"Oh, Zuko, is something wrong with your throat?" said Katara in a stilted manner. "Ouch!" She rubbed the back of her head. "Stupid rocks," she muttered in her normal voice.

"What?" Zuko was now thoroughly confused, and back to his normal voice as well.

"HAHAHAHAHA," laughed Katara loudly, perplexing Zuko even more. "Nothing. It was just the earth." She speaks in an unnatural tone, with emphasis on all the wrong words, and resembles one of the actors in the terrible plays by the Ember Island Players that his mother used to take their family for.

Before Zuko could even begin to try and understand or explain her behavior, Katara was literally gliding away down the hall. He peered at her. "Is the earth moving beneath your feet?"

"No," she giggled. Wait a minute, giggled?

"Katara, are you sure Sokka didn't give you any cactus juice?" But she was gone, only leaving a perplexed Zuko behind.


Aang, meanwhile, was trying to avoid his earthbending teacher, who seemed to have lost her mind. He speeded past Sokka and Suki, trying to keep his feet off the ground as much as possible. Sokka and Suki froze, moved apart, and began to speak very fast, "We weren't doing anything. Suki hurt her mouth!"

"Sokka!"

"What?"

"He's gone." She accompanied the statement with a kiss, and they both moved back to their previous activity.

"Guys," came Toph's voice. They both broke apart guiltily and began wild explanations. "Save it, I saw what you guys were doing."

"Oh," Sokka mumbled. "Wait, that's not funny any more! Tell her, Suki!"

"I don't know, Sokka, it still makes me laugh."

"Suki, you're meant to back me up!"

"GUYS!" Toph interrupted. "Sorry to break up your...whatever, but have you seen Aang?" Both of them point in his direction. "Thanks."


"Twiiiiiinkles, I know you're there." Toph's voice echoed eerily across the room. The room was a large hall that the monks used for their receptions, on the rare occasions that honorable guests visited. It was a ballroom really, with ornate carvings of dancing people on the walls. "You know, if you're even touching one of the walls I know where you are."

Aang hastily removed one of his fingers from the ceiling, where he was floating with the aid of an air bubble. He shifted his position, and the rocks Toph had aimed at his former location fell to the ground harmlessly. Toph grumbled, and a sudden burst of courage caused Aang to come down to the ground. He was the Avatar after all, he could face Toph.

He deflected the earth prison she sent his way (his earthbending really has improved). "Look, Toph," he began. "Whatever it was I did, I'm really sorry and I didn't mean it. But could you please tell me what I did? I'm sure I didn't mean it."

"It's not what you did, Aang, it's what you didn't do."

He briefly noticed that this was possibly the first time that she had used his real name before a

pair of earth gloves in the style of the Dai Li caught him off guard and sent him flying helplessly until he slammed surprisingly softly against the wall, his arms by his sides, his feet still on the ground. She stalked towards him in what seemed to be anger and he flinched slightly, closing his eyes in fear. So much for being the Avatar. Still, Toph was scarier than Ozai.

Toph didn't know what she was doing. She had seen Katara's first (failed) attempt at even talking to Zuko and taken her away before she did anything stupid and made him suspicious. She had left Katara after finding Haru for Katara to practice talking to as though he were Zuko, although Haru just thought they were practicing to be in disguise. All she knew was that Aang's heart didn't beat faster when Katara entered the room any more. It might have been due to the time she could feel them spending in one of the rooms in the temple, discussing their issues. She was probably crazy, but some small part of her - possibly the glass of cactus juice - was propelling her forward.

Aang suddenly felt a pair of warm lips at his mouth. His eyes sprang open in surprise. What was

Toph doing? Up close, he could see the blush on her cheeks and her long eyelashes brushing her cheeks. Her eyes were screwed shut. His eyes slowly closed, and when he realized the earth gloves were no longer around his hands, they wound around her waist.

And that was why Katara found Sokka out cold in front of a suspiciously empty room.


awww dorky!Zuko. how I love him :) dorky!Katara is pretty funny too!

A little Sukka for you guys :)

I realized this is not so much a drabbleseries as a crack-fic. Oh well.

I hoped you liked the Taang, and Toph wasn't too OOC. Basically I think if she really liked someone she would be shy but just go for it, especially if she senses he's not that not into her.

title: yellow-bellied coward - yellow signifies fear