Who: Zuko and Katara.
What: Going out on a ~date~.
When: UH now I guess.
Where: ... uh.
Rating: PG. IF IT GOES HIGHER, I will change the rating.
Of course they saw each other every day, and every night before they said their good nights and went to bed, but there was something different about getting out of the room to be together. At night was when Katara felt most comfortable, calm, and alive. It was something more than her waterbending, Katara knew, and being with him made everything so much brighter. (She ignored Sokka's warnings, or whatever they were; obviously, her brother couldn't let go of his stupid grudge to notice that she was happy.)
Katara waited by the door, dressed in red this time (she liked the red and had gotten used to wearing it due to her time in the Fire Nation. This piece was different - she missed the silk she'd worn for so long).