I don't own Avatar: the last Airbender.

I must apologize for the horrible OOC in the last chapter I'll most likely go back and revise all of it.

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If Katara was ever sure of one thing it was that she hated this ship.

She had been on the ship for three weeks; she had been sea-sick for three long horrible agonizingly boring weeks. Not to mention the creep who walked around in the mask was mad at her for almost being discovered.

'Stupid monkey look alike' she thought about the brown haired brown eyed man who barged into the room while she and the Blue Spirit were talking.

(-Flash Back-)

"Have some tea," he said handing her a cup.

"Thank you," Katara replied, tentatively taking a sip from the cup.

"Is there anything you need?" he asked.

"No, thank you," she said quietly.

"You're a lot different from what I thought you would be," he said from behind his mask.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked setting down her cup and straightened the red comforter.

"Well I was always raised to believe that people from the water tribes were little better than savages," he said.

"Ah, of course and let me guess you were raised in the Fire Nation yes?" Katara inquired.

After debating he would be divulging too much information Zuko begrudgingly stated "Yes."

"There are stories running around in my tribe saying that you're kind are nothing other than oppressive monkeys who don't understand or know how to respect the balance of the world," without missing a beat she picked her cup up and looked right at the masked man, "Now seeing as how I've never met anyone from the Fire Nation, nor am I on first name basis with anyone who's been there, it would be silly of me to believe those stories wouldn't it?"

Zuko just nodded awed that a statement so simple could have such a profound effect. The door swung open which caused Zuko to push Katara off and under the bed while ripping off his mask before the door opener in question could see him with it on, and Katara with it off.

From under the bed Katara could see the man who had opened the door, he was tall, and handsome in some regards she guessed however she couldn't get it out of her head how much he resembled a monkey.

"Pr-" Commander Zhao started.

"OUT!" Zuko yelled.

"But -"

"OUT I SAID!" springing up from the bed and pushing the man outside before slamming the door behind him.

Katara could hear muffled voices outside the door and wondered if she should stay under the bed or not.

However her pondering was cut short when all the fire in the room went down and the door slowly opened.

She saw the Blue spirit, his face in shadow, walk across the room to the bed and she assumed put the mask back on.

"You can come out now," his voice sounded dead.

-End Flashback-

After that incident she'd only seen him when he brought her food, and to tell the truth she missed talking to him, after all he was the closest thing she had to a friend on this ship.

The ship lurched rather violently, and the door swung open. There stood the Blue Spirit, however he was shirtless.

Katara blushed and turned around, she wasn't used to seeing a male shirtless, she lived in a place were it was winter all year for the God's sake.

Had Zuko been a rather normal teenager he would've smirked behind his mask, but seeing as he wasn't he paid it no mind and walked up to the girl.

"We've docked, and tonight you'll be taken off the ship," he said his mask lingering rather close to her ear.

He pulled away, "Now get some sleep."

With that he was gone.

Katara didn't notice, her mind was stuck on one thing after he said taken off.

'Freedom, I can be free after this, I just have to steal a little boat and make my way back to the homeland,' she thought.

Feeling strangely subservient she actually laid herself down on the bed and went to sleep.

OMFG I UPDATED, and it's short as Hades, but hey I'm getting back in the swing at least.

Wow one whole year.

I swear I'll be better next chapter.