Disclaimer: I don't own ATLA characters.

This drabble is set in an AU where Katara and Zuko grow up as kids together. I felt like you guys deserved a fluffy one after that last angsty one! Enjoy!

NarniaMagicLOTRDisneyLover: I'll try and hop right to your request! Also, what kind of 'oops' would you like? Funny? Suggestive? Fluffy? There are loads of ideas running in my head right now, so help a girl out! XD

A seven year old Zuko tiptoed through the hallways, quietly making his way across the huge palace. He'd had yet another nightmare about her. Another memory of her death.

He silently opened the door to one of the guest rooms, making sure no one saw him enter inside. It was kind of like an unspoken agreement. Whenever he had a bad dream, he always came here, and she always let him stay the night.

Zuko clambered into the bed, burying himself under the warm sheets. The five year old girl inside blearily awoke, turning over to face him.

"Another one?" She whispered while rubbing sleep from her big blue eyes. He nodded, trying desperately not to cry. He was a big boy, and big boys don't cry.

Katara scooted closer, snaking her skinny arms around his stomach. She hugged him tight, refusing to let him go until he hugged her back, which he did.

"It's okay to cry, Zuko." She said gently. "I won't tell anyone."

Those were the magic words. She just held him tighter as sobs broke from his throat, shaking his body.

"I miss her, Katara." He cried. "Why did she have to die?"

The little girl started to cry with him, soaking his shirt with her tears. "I don't know, Zuko. I miss my Mommy too."

The two children clutched onto one another, a mutual understanding between them. They both knew what it was like to lose a mother. They both knew each other's pain.

After a while, their sobs quieted down until they were just hugging one another. Katara sniffled and looked up at him, her baby blue eyes glistening with leftover tears. He stared back, his own golden eyes glittering in the dark.

Katara smiled, and dried her face with one hand. "You're the bestest friend ever, Zuko." She whispered sleepily in his ear as if telling him a secret. "We're gonna be friends forever, right?"

He nodded his head and smiled back. "Right."

She held out her pinky finger. "Promise?"

His pale pinky curled around hers. "Promise."

Do you like my drabbles? Well, if you check out my Zutara Week 2012 drabbles, I can guarentee you'll like them also! I'm just putting that out there since that story holds a couple of my better drabbles... Look it up if you want!

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