Chapter 24
Katara's POV
We watched as they ran from the room as fast as they could, never to look back again on what their lives used to be.
I could see that my dad was pissed off beyond all belief, "You're letting them go? What about the peace treaty? What about-"
Before he could finish up little tantrum, Iroh had pulled him aside, saying how 'everything will fall into place when the time is right, but for now we must deal with other matters.'
Walking over to Zuko, I placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked into my eyes. The golden orbs were stone solid, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for him at this point, but I knew that there was nothing that anyone could do right now. He took my hand in his and motioned for me to follow him, so I did.
"I want to apologize for anything that the both of them did to you, and I will try to work out some arrangement for your people to be happy."
I nodded, taking in the words that he spoke to heart. He was always good to his word, and I know that he would never intentionally hurt me.
"You do not have to apologize my Lord. You did not know what was taking place at the time; it is not your fault."
I could feel a wave of heat encircling me, "Would you stop being so formal with me? We are the only ones in this room. I just wish that you could be real with me, and not something that your tribe molded you to become."
"I am being real with you right now. You just lost your best friend and your fiancé for the other, I mean, I am only trying to be a little considerate toward your feelings right now."
"I don't want you to be like that! I want the real you, not some trained dancing monkey."
I took a few steps toward him, "Well, this is the real me! This is who I have become, I grew up after five years."
He began getting closer to me, "No, this is what you have been developed into after five years. The real Katara would spar against me right now for even accusing her, but the only time you ever waterbend is when your angry. The real Katara would yell at me for accusing her of being someone she isn't. The real Katara would even water whip me just for good measure. The real Katara would…"
"Shut up! This is me; this is the 'real Katara'. You are just going to have to face the facts that-"
He cut me off with his lips pressing aggressively against mine, and pretty soon, we began making out in his office. I couldn't remember why we were fighting…
A few weeks later…
Unknown POV
The candles moved as I breathed in and out, as though they were alive themselves. The tent flap opened…
"Sir, it seems as though the weddings were canceled."
My eyes snapped open, "What?"
"Yes, sir, it appears that Nobleman Zhong and Lady Mai had an affair and ran off together."
"Then what of the Fire Brat and his princess?"
"I-I-I don't know sir, the source didn't tell me anything about them."
"Did you ask?" I asked the boy getting angrier by the second.
"No, sir."
"You idiot! You were tasked to do only one thing, and you can't even do that right!"
"I am s-s-sorry sir."
I began to laugh a deep, thundering laugh, "Not as sorry as your going to be."
I placed my hand on the boy's head, pushing heat through my veins and into my hand. The boy was not a firebender, and would soon feel what real pain was like.
"PLEASE! STOP!"
I only laughed louder as I felt the boy's hair frizz and burn as my hand produced flames. Soon his skin was melting from where my hand was, and I could smell the foul scent of burnt flesh in the tent. His head had melted in and it was scorched in some places where my fingers were. When I released my hand, his body dropped to the ground and I clicked my tongue.
"Tisk, tisk, tisk. Someone clean this mess up, and be sure to clear out that foul smell!"
AN: Thanks you guys for this, I know that I was long overdue for this, but I hope that you liked it. Please Read and Review. I am hoping to make a sequel for this, but hopefully it won't take me as long to do it.