Title: He's a Girl

I'm really, really sorry for the long wait. I having problems in squirming 'write fanfics' in my schedule… I'll try to make this chapter much more fun (I don't know, maybe? I'm a pretty boring writer). I also would like to thank those people who added my stories to their favorites (you know who you are) and to those people who added me to their favorite authors.

Disclaimer: Why should I own Avatar? If Bill Gates or Oprah Winfrey can't own Avatar, then why should I? I just own my ridiculous fanfics and posters of Avatar. There's nothing else…

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Chapter 4: Being a Girl Rocks!

"So, how did it go?" Aang quried.

"Ugh! You've been asking me that for like 13 times and the answer is still 'none of your business'," I stated. "Don't be so snooty."

'Oh come on. How can I tell you what to do next if you won't tell me what happened?" he quipped.

I hate to say this but he's right. But there's something keeping me from telling him. And that something is called "privacy."

"Just tell me, Shizue," he grinned. "And I won't tell a soul."

I turned to him. "Enough with the Shizue. It's just my cover name."

"If I'll stop calling you Shizue, would you tell me then?" he questioned.

"Well, I-"

"Please?" he begged. "Let's keep it a secret. You know, guy to girl?"

I rolled my eyes.

He's so pathetic.

"I was just kidding!" he told me. "Underneath that girly robes and that feminine face you're still that buff, troubled and manly Zuko I know. So tell me. Please, please, please, please, ple-"

"All right! All right! I'll tell you!" I gave in.

"Good," Aang chuckled victoriously. "So?"

"You heard her. She said we'd take a tour."

"I know. But where did she take you?"

"Why should I be telling you this? You were probably stalking us."

"What? Why would I? That's why I'm so dying to hear what happened."

"Okay. So we went to some places."

"Where specifically?"

"She just showed me around, okay? She kept on pointing at some stores I least cared about. And then we went to some restaurant-"

"The Chiamono Tiatami Restaurant?"

"Ye- wait a second. You were stalking us!"

"No I wasn't! That's just her favorite place to have dinner. She used to take me there. A lot."

I really sorry for Aang. It's already hard that the whole world depends on him. And the thought that he can't even have the girl he always loved is just downright harsh. No matter how much he tried, I can feel he still loves her. And now, he's trying to hook me up with Katara. Maybe he wants to erase his feelings, permanently.

"What did you love birds do?" he beamed at me.

"We talked, about, uh… certain things"

"About what?"

"Okay. Now you're just annoying."

"Oh come on! Tell me!"

"She asked me if I had fun."

"And what did you say?"

"I said yes."

"What else did she tell you?"

"She told me I remind her of someone."

"Ha! You remind her of you! Wait. That didn't come out right. Your female you remind her of your male you. Wait. That sentence was wrong too. How about -"

"Okay! I get it. I get it," I said.

"Then?"

"She invited me to some sleepover or something tonight."

"YES!" Aang jumped really high (and when I said really high, I mean really, really high).

"No need to cheer about that," I exclaimed after he finally contained himself.

"Now do you like her?"

"Since when do I hate her?"

"No. I meant do you like her like her?"

"No matter how many times you're going to ask me, the answer is still 'no'," I claimed.

"Don't worry. You will like her tonight," his dopey grin grew wider.

"What do you mean I'll like her in just one night? Love doesn't work that way, you know."

He closed his eyes and made figures in the air. "Using my worldly Avatar powers… shummmm!!!!! I can now predict that you'll fall in love with Katara tonight. Problem solved."

I rolled my eyes.

"Now the best thing you could do is to have fun being a girl."

"How could you I possibly have fun being a girl if I couldn't even have fun when I was a guy?"

"I don't know actually. Just have fun like girls do. Maybe you could act like Mai."

"Uh-huh. Right. And I suppose you want me to act dark and spooky and yap about how I hate everything all the time. Now that's fun," I exclaimed sarcastically.

"Okay. So just act like all the other girls."

"And how am I supposed to do that?"

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"Ma'am, your foot massager is already here," a girl attendant told me.

Ugh! I'm gonna kill Aang for this. I mean, leaving me alone in a day spa filled with hundreds of girls wasn't really the best idea. Yeah, I could easily fit in with these girls but I can see some of them going to a sauna only wearing a towel (hey! I didn't look!), some of them made a gossip about the hottest guys in Ba Sing Se (yup! Aang's included in this), and the others, well, they're taking a nap while the workers attended on them and kept on scrubbing their feet and fondling their backs. Honestly, I'm kinda having fun. Okay, laugh at this statement but it is fun! It's like they're scrubbing all my problems away…If you're laughing, stop it! To all the girls, you'd agree with me, right? Aaahhh… now that's what I call a foot massage. How come nobody does this to my feet back home? Maybe the first thing I'll do once I finally obtain the title "Fire Lord", I'd pass a bill about servants giving me foot massages. Hehehehe… This happiness of mine wouldn't last long anyway, I got only a few minutes left…

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"I look like a major dufus in this," I told my best friend who was impatiently jabbing the floor with his staff. I was wearing a light green kimono with a green obi, adorned by fancy jewelry. The obi was pretty heavy.

"Can we hurry up now?" Aang huffed.

I placed my hands on my hips. "Help me out on this! Which is better, this or this?"

"I don't know, just pick something," he snorted. "Sheesh, now you're acting like a real girl." Realizing how his statement sounded like, he added "Not that you're not a girl it's just that… I... uh… whatever. Just hurry up!"

"If I could make a suggestion, I suppose our Fire Nation themed kimonos should fit you perfectly," the saleslady assisted. She pointed to the row of kimonos neatly stacked in the shelves.

I tried one on. It was at least comfortable. It was in a lighter shade of red with autumn leaves on the sleeves and some wiggly lines on the under robe. It was a really smooth silk. Probably the best quality. But the obi's still heavy. That's just jank!

I went outside the dressing room. The saleslady smiled. "You made the right choice." Aang looked up, utterly speechless.

"Uh… Aang? Is it good or not?"

"Its great!" the girl spoke for him. "I suppose you'll take it then."

We both nodded.

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"Okay… so we went to the some carnival in which I got this stupid stuffed toy," I held out my ridiculous panda bear toy. "I got a painting of me as a GIRL, and now we're walking down the street and I couldn't bear the thought that those idiot guys are still staring at me," I muttered to him.

Aang laughed. "Get used to the drooling guys, Zuko. You're pretty stunning actually. As I girl, I mean."

"Like you got used to those girls chasing you," I quipped.

"That's personal," he barked.

------Silence-----

"You know, being turned into a lady does have a good side," he claimed. "You now know how a girl would react to everything you say, how a girl dresses, how a simple smudge of make up can ruin their entire social life and more importantly, how a girl feels."

Wow. And I always thought Sokka was the genius…

"So, good luck tonight!" he grinned. "I know you can do it."

Yeah… I never told him I ACTUALLY had fun today and I do hope he doesn't finds out. All right, all right, laugh all you want. And maybe hold your sides and die of laughter but I'm telling the truth. I liked being a girl, for once. You know, I did stuff that I never got a chance to do when I was a boy. The only bad thing I did today is care about how I look (Jeez… I am starting to act like a real woman). But still, that doesn't change the fact that I want my body back. Talking about bodies, I wonder if tonight I'm going to be normal again. What if I won't fall in love with Katara? It's going to be a complete waste of time and I only have a few weeks before the deadline! But... … … … what if I will fall in love? Nah! I'd rather not talk about it. Its not that I don't like her. Well, she's nice, smart, cheerful, funny (although not as funny as her brother is) and she's… uh…attractive… but I'm still feeling, you know, awkward. She's still attached to Aang, I feel bad for him (even though he's the one who's pushing me to do all this) and I'm still afraid of getting that "broken heart syndrome" again. Oh well, I wonder what's going to happen at that stupid gathering…

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I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so (yeah maybe I'll fill this whole page with so's) sorry about making chapters so short. But I'm having problems with schedule, and I couldn't afford to have my parents to yell at me all the time that I spend most of my time goggling on the computer. Anyway, I do hope you guys like my story! Next chapter's gonna be the Zutara fluffy part. But I'm honestly not good at making fluffy thingys so I do hope you'll review and make some suggestions or maybe send me a message. Again, I'm inviting you to my community : The Best Avatar Fanfics. Yeah… I know. It's a pretty stupid idea, but I just wanna expand it. If you want to be a staff, just send me a message or just add it on my review. If you want to subscribe, well, press subscribe. I'm really after those suggestions. Thanks again for reading!