Zutara time!!
Ok guys so I though I post up something Zutarian seeing as I haven't done so in a while. I hope you all enjoy it
and sorry for all the typos and such.....I better get that out of the way now! :D
It was early morning. The golden rays of sunshine could just be seen behind the hilly horizon of the fire nation. The deep indigo remains of the night sky mixed slowly with the bright yellow sunlight forming a beautiful purple colour in the morning sky. A light breeze flew in gently from the east bringing with it the scent of the salty ocean. “Today was the day.” Zuko thought to himself. The war had been over for 6 years and the world was finally beginning to heal itself. Old ties between nations were reformed and a new era of peace and kindness had begun. The past and all its painful memories had been forgotten. Zuko remembered the day he had joined the Avatar and smiled. That was the day he decided to create his own destiny and become the man that his uncle always said he would. Though times were hard, he enjoyed the time he spent with the Avatar and his friends and was glad that today was the day they had decided to come to the Fire Nation to have their “little reunion” as Toph called it, even though Zuko knew that in reality it was more like a gathering of each nation’s representatives, it still helped to think of it this way.
As Zuko ate breakfast and dressed into his very formal attire (one of the many disadvantages of being the Firelord) his mind wandered to the preparations that had to be made for day. He knew that Aang would go and pick up Sokka, Suki and Toph using Appa so this would mean that they would be arriving before anyone else. Katara who was already travelling on sea (for an unknown reason) decided that it would be impractical for Aang to double back on his journey just to pick her up and so decided that she would arrive by herself later. He still had a few hours before they were due to arrive so he decided to make the most of them.
After signing the last unimportant document Zuko walked into the garden. He needed some peace and tranquillity, today had been a very stressful day. It was late afternoon and none of the gang had arrived. “Where on earth could they be?” He thought to himself. Patience was not one of the Firelord’s virtues. To tired to become frustrated, he sat back and rested his head against the tree that grew just beside the Turtleduck pond. The gentle breeze caressed his face every so often quickly sending him to sleep.
His dreams were overrun with confusing images, the firebending masters Ran and Shaw continuously dancing around the positive and negative energy Uncle told him about. Suddenly, a flurry of colours very similar to that of the colours of the firebending masters blinded him followed by silent blackness. He stood there alone, in complete darkness when Momo appeared out of nowhere. “Why am I dreaming of Momo? I don’t even like lemurs!” Zuko thought to himself wearily. Momo’s image faded into the darkness followed by a voice. Zuko…Zuko. He recognised the voice instantly. Its sweet familiarity brought a smile to a dreaming face.
“You’re a good person Zuko. Never forget that. Zuko……….Zuko……..”
“Katara.” Zuko whispered in his dream.
“Fire Lord Zuko? Firelord Zuko?!” Zuko woke up disorientated and unsure of where he was. It was a lot darker than he remembered, late evening he guessed.
“Firelord Zuko?” a manservant addressed him repeated. Zuko could tell he was becoming quite frustrated.
“What is it Lee?” Zuko asked, slowly becoming more awake.
“A woman is here to see you my Lord.” Lee stated.
“A woman?” Zuko asked puzzled.
“Yes my Lord.” Lee was becoming increasing more frustrated at the Firelord’s inability to understand him. It was late evening and the guest had arrived just as his shift was about to end. He wanted to go home. “Should I let her in my Lord?”
“Yes, of course.” Zuko said while getting on his feet. Lee walked away towards the shadows of the palace.
Zuko looked upwards the sky. The stars had begun to appear and the full moon was high in the sky coving the garden in a silver blanket of moonlight. “I wonder what could have happened to them.” Zuko thought to himself while walking slowly in the garden. Worry was beginning to take hold of him and he began to think the worst. “Ambushed, captured…..pirates?” Although these ideas seemed foolish due to the fact that he was talking about the best benders in the world, the ideas would not pass. Zuko sighed, unaware that he was being watched. The lanterns glowed producing amber light that reflected beautifully off the small lake in the centre of the garden illuminating it.
“Hello Zuko.”
Zuko turned round immediately. The unforgettable sweetness of that voice was something that he recognised instantly.
“Katara!” Zuko said. His voice gave away the happiness he was feeling at that moment. He walked over towards her, trying his hardest to hide how happy he was to see her and more importantly how happy he was that they were alone. When he reached the place she stood, he held his arms out about to embrace her in a hug but quickly refrained himself. He was sure that she of all people wouldn’t want to be welcomed with a hug least of all from him. He tried his hardest to return to formality. His faced dropped and he put out a hand, handshakes were “safer”. Suddenly he was surrounded by two arms and a large amount of flowing brown hair.
“It’s good to see you Zuko.” Katara said while she hugged him. Zuko retuned the hug gladly. He was surprised that she appeared to be so happy to see him. Her hair smelled like milk and wild honey, he could have stayed like that forever. Katara pulled away and smiled at him. He had grown since the last time she saw him but he was still the same awkward Zuko she had always known.
“How long has it been since we last met?” Katara asked.
“4 years” Zuko replied, grinning cheekily. After calming down, he looked at Katara and smiled. She had become more beautiful than he remembered. He eyes were still sapphire blue, yet her hair was considerably longer. It rippled as the breeze flew by. “You look beautiful!” Zuko said forgetting himself. “I mean.. for a woman you look more beautiful than most….not that I’m saying women are ugly I’m just saying that you in particular…..” Zuko was never any good at expressing himself and this time was no exception.
Katara chuckled. “Thanks Zuko. You always knew how to make me laugh.” They began to walk through the garden together.
Zuko smiled, glad that Katara hadn’t taken it the wrong way.
“I’m glad you could come.” Zuko said trying to hide his embarrassment.
“Hmm” Katara replied. “The seas were gentle so our journey was short.” There was an awkward silence as each of them tried to come up with something to say.
“I was wondering….” Both of them said simultaneously. “You first” Katara insisted.
“Thanks, well I was wondering, do you remember that evening years ago on Ember Island?” Zuko asked
“The one before the second invasion?” Katara replied.
“Yeah”
“Yes… I remember. We couldn’t sleep.” Katara giggled.
“Yeah. I still remember what you said to me you know. I don’t think I’ll ever forget.” Zuko said while sighing and looking up towards the sky.
Katara blushed. “I saw that you were a bit down and did my best to cheer you up. It was nothing really.”
“No it was more that nothing, It was everything. I might not be here today if you hadn’t said that.” Zuko said sincerely.
“Now you’re just exaggerating Zuko. You’re the one who got yourself to where you are today, not me. You got to give yourself more credit.” Katara said.
Zuko and Katara laughed. A lump formed in Zuko throat as he thought about what he was about to do.
“Katara.”
“Yes Zuko.” Katara replied.
“I’d like for us to become friends. If that’s OK with you.” Zuko said, trying his hardest to maintain his composure.
“Zuko.” She stopped walking and turned, now facing him. When he had stopped walking she rested her hand on his shoulder and looked into his golden eyes similarly to the way she had done on Ember Island years ago. “We are friends.” She smiled and yawned.
“Oh you must be tired.” Zuko said berating himself for being selfish enough to not realise how tired Katara must have been from her trip earlier. “I’ll have someone show you to your room.”
“Thanks Zuko.” She hugged him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. “It really is good to see you again.” With that she walked across the garden where a servant waited to show her to a room. She turned back and smiled at him, then continued to walk into the palace.
Zuko watched her walk away and sighed. She shimmered in the moonlight. “This scene seems oddly familiar.” He thought to himself chuckling lightly.
and sorry for all the typos and such.....I better get that out of the way now! :D
It was early morning. The golden rays of sunshine could just be seen behind the hilly horizon of the fire nation. The deep indigo remains of the night sky mixed slowly with the bright yellow sunlight forming a beautiful purple colour in the morning sky. A light breeze flew in gently from the east bringing with it the scent of the salty ocean. “Today was the day.” Zuko thought to himself. The war had been over for 6 years and the world was finally beginning to heal itself. Old ties between nations were reformed and a new era of peace and kindness had begun. The past and all its painful memories had been forgotten. Zuko remembered the day he had joined the Avatar and smiled. That was the day he decided to create his own destiny and become the man that his uncle always said he would. Though times were hard, he enjoyed the time he spent with the Avatar and his friends and was glad that today was the day they had decided to come to the Fire Nation to have their “little reunion” as Toph called it, even though Zuko knew that in reality it was more like a gathering of each nation’s representatives, it still helped to think of it this way.
As Zuko ate breakfast and dressed into his very formal attire (one of the many disadvantages of being the Firelord) his mind wandered to the preparations that had to be made for day. He knew that Aang would go and pick up Sokka, Suki and Toph using Appa so this would mean that they would be arriving before anyone else. Katara who was already travelling on sea (for an unknown reason) decided that it would be impractical for Aang to double back on his journey just to pick her up and so decided that she would arrive by herself later. He still had a few hours before they were due to arrive so he decided to make the most of them.
After signing the last unimportant document Zuko walked into the garden. He needed some peace and tranquillity, today had been a very stressful day. It was late afternoon and none of the gang had arrived. “Where on earth could they be?” He thought to himself. Patience was not one of the Firelord’s virtues. To tired to become frustrated, he sat back and rested his head against the tree that grew just beside the Turtleduck pond. The gentle breeze caressed his face every so often quickly sending him to sleep.
His dreams were overrun with confusing images, the firebending masters Ran and Shaw continuously dancing around the positive and negative energy Uncle told him about. Suddenly, a flurry of colours very similar to that of the colours of the firebending masters blinded him followed by silent blackness. He stood there alone, in complete darkness when Momo appeared out of nowhere. “Why am I dreaming of Momo? I don’t even like lemurs!” Zuko thought to himself wearily. Momo’s image faded into the darkness followed by a voice. Zuko…Zuko. He recognised the voice instantly. Its sweet familiarity brought a smile to a dreaming face.
“You’re a good person Zuko. Never forget that. Zuko……….Zuko……..”
“Katara.” Zuko whispered in his dream.
“Fire Lord Zuko? Firelord Zuko?!” Zuko woke up disorientated and unsure of where he was. It was a lot darker than he remembered, late evening he guessed.
“Firelord Zuko?” a manservant addressed him repeated. Zuko could tell he was becoming quite frustrated.
“What is it Lee?” Zuko asked, slowly becoming more awake.
“A woman is here to see you my Lord.” Lee stated.
“A woman?” Zuko asked puzzled.
“Yes my Lord.” Lee was becoming increasing more frustrated at the Firelord’s inability to understand him. It was late evening and the guest had arrived just as his shift was about to end. He wanted to go home. “Should I let her in my Lord?”
“Yes, of course.” Zuko said while getting on his feet. Lee walked away towards the shadows of the palace.
Zuko looked upwards the sky. The stars had begun to appear and the full moon was high in the sky coving the garden in a silver blanket of moonlight. “I wonder what could have happened to them.” Zuko thought to himself while walking slowly in the garden. Worry was beginning to take hold of him and he began to think the worst. “Ambushed, captured…..pirates?” Although these ideas seemed foolish due to the fact that he was talking about the best benders in the world, the ideas would not pass. Zuko sighed, unaware that he was being watched. The lanterns glowed producing amber light that reflected beautifully off the small lake in the centre of the garden illuminating it.
“Hello Zuko.”
Zuko turned round immediately. The unforgettable sweetness of that voice was something that he recognised instantly.
“Katara!” Zuko said. His voice gave away the happiness he was feeling at that moment. He walked over towards her, trying his hardest to hide how happy he was to see her and more importantly how happy he was that they were alone. When he reached the place she stood, he held his arms out about to embrace her in a hug but quickly refrained himself. He was sure that she of all people wouldn’t want to be welcomed with a hug least of all from him. He tried his hardest to return to formality. His faced dropped and he put out a hand, handshakes were “safer”. Suddenly he was surrounded by two arms and a large amount of flowing brown hair.
“It’s good to see you Zuko.” Katara said while she hugged him. Zuko retuned the hug gladly. He was surprised that she appeared to be so happy to see him. Her hair smelled like milk and wild honey, he could have stayed like that forever. Katara pulled away and smiled at him. He had grown since the last time she saw him but he was still the same awkward Zuko she had always known.
“How long has it been since we last met?” Katara asked.
“4 years” Zuko replied, grinning cheekily. After calming down, he looked at Katara and smiled. She had become more beautiful than he remembered. He eyes were still sapphire blue, yet her hair was considerably longer. It rippled as the breeze flew by. “You look beautiful!” Zuko said forgetting himself. “I mean.. for a woman you look more beautiful than most….not that I’m saying women are ugly I’m just saying that you in particular…..” Zuko was never any good at expressing himself and this time was no exception.
Katara chuckled. “Thanks Zuko. You always knew how to make me laugh.” They began to walk through the garden together.
Zuko smiled, glad that Katara hadn’t taken it the wrong way.
“I’m glad you could come.” Zuko said trying to hide his embarrassment.
“Hmm” Katara replied. “The seas were gentle so our journey was short.” There was an awkward silence as each of them tried to come up with something to say.
“I was wondering….” Both of them said simultaneously. “You first” Katara insisted.
“Thanks, well I was wondering, do you remember that evening years ago on Ember Island?” Zuko asked
“The one before the second invasion?” Katara replied.
“Yeah”
“Yes… I remember. We couldn’t sleep.” Katara giggled.
“Yeah. I still remember what you said to me you know. I don’t think I’ll ever forget.” Zuko said while sighing and looking up towards the sky.
Katara blushed. “I saw that you were a bit down and did my best to cheer you up. It was nothing really.”
“No it was more that nothing, It was everything. I might not be here today if you hadn’t said that.” Zuko said sincerely.
“Now you’re just exaggerating Zuko. You’re the one who got yourself to where you are today, not me. You got to give yourself more credit.” Katara said.
Zuko and Katara laughed. A lump formed in Zuko throat as he thought about what he was about to do.
“Katara.”
“Yes Zuko.” Katara replied.
“I’d like for us to become friends. If that’s OK with you.” Zuko said, trying his hardest to maintain his composure.
“Zuko.” She stopped walking and turned, now facing him. When he had stopped walking she rested her hand on his shoulder and looked into his golden eyes similarly to the way she had done on Ember Island years ago. “We are friends.” She smiled and yawned.
“Oh you must be tired.” Zuko said berating himself for being selfish enough to not realise how tired Katara must have been from her trip earlier. “I’ll have someone show you to your room.”
“Thanks Zuko.” She hugged him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. “It really is good to see you again.” With that she walked across the garden where a servant waited to show her to a room. She turned back and smiled at him, then continued to walk into the palace.
Zuko watched her walk away and sighed. She shimmered in the moonlight. “This scene seems oddly familiar.” He thought to himself chuckling lightly.