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"Zuko, have you seriously been camping here for 10 months?"

That's what she asked me when she found me in a super-intense sleeping bag, all but surrounded by fire. I told her what I had been doing for the past 10 months.

*oOo*

When I first came to the South Pole, I was only looking for the Avatar. I didn't expect to find the person I loved—of course, I didn't realize I loved her at the time.

After the Avatar escaped, he and the young girl trailing with him were always on my mind.

After I tied her to a tree, it was hard, trying not to kiss her, keep my fantasies in check.

But I needed the Avatar to regain my honor.

I had to use her. It hurt.

It hurt more when I had to choose between her and family under Ba Sing Se.

It hurt the most when I saw the look on her face at my betrayal, and when I came back for her—for the Avatar, and she completely rejected me.

I had to make it up to her.

So, after the war, after it was over but the feelings remained, I left the Fire Nation, and went to the South Pole.

And I won't move until she comes back.

*oOo*

A Water Tribe is stationed close by. The chief came by one day, told me I couldn't stay there. I told him there's someone I'm waiting for, if it takes a day, a month, a year. He sighed, but nodded, understanding.

I couldn't let stupid mistakes keep her away. I would wait—if she came, I was the happiest man alive. If she didn't, I was dead anyway, so what did it matter?

People gave me food. People gave me blankets. They didn't understand. I wasn't begging. I was waiting.

So, I showed them a picture. A picture of her, Aang, Sokka, and Toph, drawn on a wanted poster. Her picture was circled. If I were less masculine, and a bit more prideful, it would have girly little hearts around it.

Their eyes would widen in recognition, or wrinkle their foreheads in confusion, but all would pat my shoulder and leave.

*oOo*

One day the Tribe sent a party to convene with the other tribe. I wondered if there was an uproar going on in my absence—after all, the brand new Fire Lord just disappeared out of the blue. This Tribe didn't know who I was. It was relieving, in a way. No worries—except for the obvious one, that she wouldn't come.

I asked them to spread my story—the South Pole was too remote. No one would know, no one would get the news to her. They agreed. Wherever they landed, my tale would be told.

I hoped that maybe in her travels she would hear about me, the man who can't be moved.

And maybe she won't mean to, but she'll hear about my story, and she'll fly off on that bison, and run to that block of ice, the block ice where we first met.

I would tell her I was sorry. I would tell her I loved her, and that I could not be moved.

*oOo*

She had sat down by then. Tears leaked out of her eyes, the way they had when I saved her from Azula's lightening, happy and sad at the same time.

Her hands were clapped over her mouth, and before I knew what was happening, she had jumped on me, and wrapped her arms tight around me, burying her head into my shoulder.

"I-I never thought…n-never thought th-that you...y-you also…"

I blinked, my brain taking a moment to process that.

Also?

"I-I love you!"

I felt a freezing wet on my cheeks as tears rolled down my cheeks.

I whispered, "I love you too, Katara."

Song: The Man Who Can't be Moved by The Script

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