Wow... Somehow I end up updating in the middle of the night! I don't own A:TLA but you guys already knew that! Enjoy!

Zuko's POV

"Uncle? Where are you?" I walked into my uncle's house and looked for him.

"I'm up here Nephew!" He called from somewhere upstairs.

I walked upstairs with my stuff placing them in my room before going to find my uncle surprisingly in the guest room. "Uncle? What are you doing in here? Let me rephrase that what have you done in here?"

"Rearranging furniture. What did you want to talk about?"

"A couple of things but firstly, would you like to have dinner with Katara's family tonight? Her Grandparents, dad and brother will be there, and she invited me over because I'd like to audition for the school musical with her and she wanted to practice with me and Suki but Suki won't be there until after Dinner because of her family."

"So, you're asking if we can go over for dinner, and if you can audition for this musical? Anything else?"

"Yes, is it okay if I hang a canvas in my room?"

"I would be honored to have dinner with the Kuthruk's, I think it's a great idea that you try out for the play, and Of course you can hang a canvas in your room!" I hugged him and ran off to my room and Hung up the canvas, it took me twenty minutes! I picked up my cell and call Katara.

"Hello?" Her melodic voice picked up.

"Hey Katara! We'll be over for dinner at like 6:45, is that okay? We might be early; Iroh is always about being early."

She laughed, "I know, and that's fine. Don't forget the script and music lyrics, okay?"

"I won't I've gotta go I'll see you in a few hours!"

"Okay, I'll see you then." She giggled again, "Bye Zuko."

"Bye… Katara." How does she do this to me? I put my phone on my desk filled out the audition form and was headed to give it to my uncle.

"Uncle. Here's the form. Katara said that we should head over at about 6:45, okay?"

He signed it and chuckled. "What happened today that you're so… perky?"

I blushed deeply thinking about this morning. "Uncle, I don't know why but…. She makes me happy. I feel like I have to protect her, Suki says we like each other but, well I know I like her, I almost kissed her! But she wouldn't like me like that, would she?" I say the last question as if I already knew the answer.

"You almost kissed her?"

"This morning, she slipped and I caught her and I moved to kiss her and the bell rang."

He smiled and handed me my form. "You should go clean up; it'll be nice to see Kanna and Pakku again."

I looked at the clock, 4:30, how is it 4:30 already? I must've driven home slower then normal. For half an hour I did my homework, finishing it then practiced the songs I was going to sing. "Because I Love Her" and "Edelweiss". Then I take a fifteen minute shower at five and try to find something suitable to wear. I don't want to look too formal because it's not a date, but I don't want to go bumming it either, so black jeans and a blue polo? Yeah…. No make that Khakis and a Blue polo. Finally having gone through my whole closet it was 5:25 and I was towel drying my hair when I thought about the things I should be bringing. I left the towel to hang dry in the bath room and went to my stuff. I picked up the script and form wanting to keep them together so they wouldn't get lost. I went to my computer and printed off the lyrics for both songs and while that was happening I grabbed my sketch book of Katara and my pencil. I put on some axe right before we left and Katara was already working on dinner. Hakoda, Uncle and her grandparents went to the living room to chat saying we needed to practice, while Sokka was in the T.V. room by himself. As I'm ushered in to the kitchen and I set my things down on the counter. "Hey Katara." I rubbed the back of my neck blushing. She looked gorgeous. A Sky blue dress sewn perfectly.

"Hey Zuko, do you like my dress?" She did a little turn around. The Dress was tight until the skirt of it that went to her knees. Her hair was still down and she was wearing make up. Very light make up, a soft blue eye shadow and light pink blush. She had white flip flops on.

"You-You look b-beautiful." She giggled and blushed a bit.

"Do you want to start rehearsing? I have the perfect idea for our skit!"

"Sure, what is it?"

"You know the scene where Captain Von Trapp and Maria argue about his children?"

"Yeah, and he walks in on them singing… that one?"

"Yeah. Is that okay?"

"It's fine." I say and turn to that page. She makes sure that dinner will be fine for the time being. Then she picks up her book. "Where do you want to start?"

"How about where he asks if his children have been climbing trees…?"

"Okay." I clear my throat lightly and start. "Now, fräulein… I want a truthful answer."

"Yes, Captain."

"Is it possible, or could I have just imagined it? Have my children, by any chance, been climbing trees today?"

"Yes Captain."

"I see and where did they, may I ask, get these…."

"Play clothes."

"Is that what they are?"

"I made them from the drapes that used to hang in my bedroom."

"Drapes?" I slowly make my voice rougher as he is supposed to, outraged by this woman, Maria.

"They have plenty of wear left; we've been everywhere in them!"

"Are you telling me that my children have been roaming about Salzburg… in nothing but some old drapes?"

"And having a marvelous time!"

"They have uniforms."

"Forgive me, Straight Jackets. They can't be children if they worry about clothes."

"They don't complain."

"They don't dare! Thy love you too much and fear-"

"Don't discuss my children."

"You've got to hear, you're never home…"

"I don't want to hear more."

"I know you don't but you've got to!" Our voices very loud and Sharp attracting attention neither one of us was aware of. "Liesl's not a child-"

"Not one word-"

"Soon she'll be a woman and you won't even know her. Friedrich wants to be a man but you're not here to show-"

"Don't you dare tell me-"

"Brigitta could tell you about him. She notices everything. Kurt acts tough to hide the pain when you ignore him… the way you do all of them! Louisa, I don't know about yet. The little ones just want love. Please, love them all."

"I don't care to hear more."

"I am not finished yet, captain!"

Like thunder my voice booms through the room but neither of us notice, "Oh yes you are Captain!" I pause as directed, "Fräulein. Now you will pack your bags this minute… and return to the abbey." I pretend to look for something. "What's that?"

"It's singing" she says in a timid voice.

"I realize it's singing, but whom?"

"The children."

"The children?"

She sighed and smiled at me. "Wow Zuko… You were… amazing!"

"Me? You were way better." She went back to dinner and was close to finishing up. "What songs are you singing?"

"My favorite things and….Promise you won't laugh?" I promised, "Reflection from Mulan. And sadly, I would've done something from Swan Princess if the Odette's singing wasn't all duets."

"No way… I'm doing Edelweiss and Because I love her. It was my mom's favorite series of movies… She always told me to listen to women and when I end up wrong, that I shouldn't be so hesitant to apologize."

"It was my mom's favorite series of movies too. I think she wanted to teach Sokka a lesson."

We both laughed and I asked, "Do you need any help?"

"No thanks." She was putting the last touches on when Sokka showed himself.

"That smells great. I'll be in the dinning room!" With that he walked off and I started to chuckle.

"Here let me help." With that I picked up four of the seven plates and smiled at her. "I have plenty of practice from working at Uncle's tea shop." With that I pushed open the door Sokka had left through and set the plate on the table.

I walked in the kitchen and heard Sokka jump up, "I forgot a soda!" and he rushed through the door Katara was headed through plates went up I caught Katara and the plates in the nick of time. Still holding Katara, I blushed when Sokka said, "Way to catch the GIRL. It would've been nice to be caught you know…"

I helped her up and said, "Yeah but it was either you or the plates."

"Why not me or Katara?"

"Because it would've been rude to dismiss a woman before a man."

With that Uncle, Hakoda, and their grandparents walked into the kitchen laughing away, pretending they hadn't been watching us. I took the plates I had saved into the dinning room. They were quite miraculously untouched as if they hadn't been thrown in the air at all. Everyone started making their way into the dinning room and Hakoda sat down at one end of the table and Uncle sat at the other. Sokka sat on the side with three chairs and Katara's grandmother said, "Pakku dear, let's sit with our grandson." I blushed as Her grandparents sat next to Sokka. Katara was coming out of the kitchen with a tea pot and seven small tea cups. I quickly took the tea pot and place it on the Tea cozy. Katara thanked me and went around the table putting cups down. She gave uncle and herself the last two cups and I pulled out the chair closest my uncle and gestured for her to sit. She did and I gently pushed her in blushing like mad. I quickly sat in my own seat, that was quite close to Katara's and Hakoda spoke, "Katara, are you ready to say grace?"

I remembered Iroh saying they were just as catholic as us, but having been out of practice I had forgotten my basic prayers. So I watched and followed her. (A/N I'm sorry if I offend anyone about the religion but, I wanted to make it easy on myself so I didn't have to make up four different religions!)

She nodded, took her hand to her forehead, "In the name of the father," her heart, "The Sun," touched her left shoulder then right shoulder, "And they Holy Spirit." I decided to quietly say prayer while the others drowned me out, "Bless us our lord, for these thy gifts, for which we are about to receive Thy bounty, through Christ our Lord. Amen."

Dinner was amazing except I went for my napkin to wipe my mouth when I brushed her thigh. I blushed and got nervous; she must have noticed this because she looked over as if to say something then continued eating. After dinner I helped her clean up and she convinced her father and grandparents to go and that we'd be fine. Uncle already knew we would be. After they left Katara said to her brother, "When Suki comes send her up to my room, okay Sokka?" He nodded and turned on the T.V. "Come on Zuko."

"To your room?"

"Yeah grab your stuff." I did as directed and then followed her upstairs. We went left and she told me, "Dad gave me the master bedroom when we moved here, he said 'You're a girl you need some space, plus I'll be working a lot.' But I knew another reason. My mom." She opened the door at the end of the hallway. When we walked in the room, we took off our shoes and sox and my case, and then I saw her walls were Windex Blue and most of the furniture was white. She had a white glass book shelf and a matching curio shelving which had more glass items on it as well as an old, wooden 'probably hand crafted', empty necklace case. I'm guessing it was the case for the choker necklace she was wearing. Her Desk was large and white with a computer and homework scatter on it. Next to the bookshelf she had a blue, fuzzy, circle chair with a white canopy around it. In the opposite corner of that she had a mini fridge with a microwave oven on top. Not one of the little tiny fridges for three midget cokes but the kind that actually held bottles of soda, microwave dinners and fruit. Next to the chair and canopy was an art desk, the kind of desk that holds a long scroll paper, but she had a lot of papers of drawings on it. She had the sketch book I gave her sitting open on top. She had a lot of art sets, from face painting to professional watercolors. I think she had all the sets. In that particular corner of the room there were inspirational posters. Next to the art…area, was two chairs and a table, painted to match the room, expertly crafted. In that corner of the room she had hung the canvas of Fruit, the first thing I saw her paint. Next to the Fridge she had a keyboard and various pieces of music sitting on the stand and on the window sill, and one that seemed that she was composing; She had an acoustic guitar next to it. She had the electric blue Translucent Curtains. Above her curtains there were pictures of famous musicians, singers, dancer, and actors. Next to that was her desk, and blue computer chair. The on the wall next to the previous one was the door to her bathroom, which she pointed out. Next to that she had a white bunk bed where the bottom section could turn into a couch, which is how it was. It had electric blue Sheets and comforter and pillows. Then on the other side of her bed she had a dresser painted and built the same as the table and chairs, then she had a walk-in closet, which was open until she quickly shut it, blushing. It was a nice room, very calming, and it had a lot of space in the middle. She sat down on the bottom part of her bed, giving me plenty of space to sit next to her, so I did. I set my stuff on the floor and then suddenly this mornings happens came flooding back to me.

I sighed then said, "Katara, about this morning"

"Don't worry about it." She said with a fake relaxed tone.

I turned to her and took her hands in mine making us both blush softly, "But I feel like it's unresolved. I shouldn't have acted so rashly on my emotions."

She giggled and started sifting through papers and handed me two, one colored and one not, but they were the same picture. Her hugging me saying don't be sorry. "It's okay Zuko, you're a teenage guy. Hormones are bound to push you around too."

I gently placed them on the top of the stack I had. "It wasn't hormones Katara… I think… I think I really do care about you. I know it sounds bizarre or creepy because we've only known each other for a little under a week but," I looked up into her eyes and gently placed a hand on her cheek, "I feel like, like I've known you my whole life, even though I know very little about you."

She put her hand on my cheek and caressed my scar and again leaning into it, even though normally I would've turned away, Closing my eyes for a second. "I-I feel the same…" She looked away as I stare at her in shock, of all the things I had expected her to say, that was not it. Her hand fell from my cheek and before I knew it I had put it back in its place with my hand covering it. I watched as she looked at me, I took my free hand and held her left hand. Slowly we moved closer together, just like that morning. I opened my eyes halfway to see hers in the same half lidded fashion and we looked into each others eyes still getting closer. Our noses brushed together and I couldn't help but let my eyes shut. I could feel her breath and our lips brushed; suddenly I couldn't take it anymore pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. To my great surprise she kissed back Everything blurred, except her. I could no longer remembered that Sokka was downstairs; all I could think about was slowly pulling Katara on top of me, so she had full control of the situation. Only parting from her lips for a moment to take a breath and then keep kissing. I put my hand in her hair and on the small of her back, letting a moan out as she accidentally rubbed against my crotch. I knew my moan sounded desperate and needy, but some small part of me, wanted her to hear how desperately I was falling for her. With whatever this feeling is. By then I was lightly sweating and panting, but I kept kissing her, needing her more and more by the second.

Katara's POV

I could feel him leaning into my hand as I touched his scar, I couldn't stop myself but I admitted it anyway. "I-I Feel the Same…" I not only stuttered and Blushed, but admitted I cared about him! I just looked away in shame. I let my hand fall and I felt his hand put it back on his cheek resting his on top of mine. He took my free hand with his own, staring into my eyes as I had been staring at him. We moved slowly but before I knew it our noses touched and my eyes shut, our lips brushed and he captured me in a passionate kiss, and yet it was tender. I couldn't help but kiss back, having no idea how to express these feelings except to show him how I felt; one was too powerful for words. And another she hadn't felt since her mother died, Need. There was lust that she had felt at one point with Jet but that first one… It made her heart soar just thinking about Zuko, whatever it was. I was so caught up in our kiss I thought hours had gone by but I knew better. But try as I might, I couldn't look to see what time it was. I could only feel Zuko, I heard him moan as I readjusted so I didn't feel like I was crushing him, but I liked the sound of his moan, it sounded as if he liked it, needed me as much as I needed him, and most of all it sounded… It sounded like he was holding back his hormonal urges just for me. Wait…when did I end up on top of him and when did I start panting? At that point I didn't care I felt his hands in my hair and on my back so I decided to see if his hair really was as soft as it looked, it was. I had my right hand in his hair letting my thumb caress his scar while my other hand traveled up and down his chest. I kissed him pushing down softly so he wouldn't strain his neck to kiss me. I could feel his arousal against my thigh but I kept kissing him. That is until we heard a knock on my door. We both gasped I went to sit up accidentally brushing my thigh into his crotch. He bit his lip hard to keep from moaning as he sat up panting.

"Hey, Katara, it's me Suki. Your door locked itself again. You really should get it fixed!"

I blushed as Zuko gave me this suspicious look. I briefly checked to make sure his arousal wasn't noticeable but it wasn't as brief as I thought. Zuko had noticed, he blushed and asked in a hushed tone, "Why are you looking at my crotch?"

I had already been blushing for being caught, as if you could tell; our faces were red from our make out session so I replied quietly back, "I was making sure Suki wouldn't figure it out." Then I turn my attention to the door, "I'll be right there Suki!" I say as I quickly brush my hair my hair and run to the door taking a breath in the out and opened the door. "Sorry it locked, Sokka said he fixed it but I think he made it worse. Speaking of Sokka, we're you two making out again?"

She blushed but quickly spit out the words I was dreading, "It looks like we weren't the only ones." I glanced to Zuko my already red heated face getting even redder. She laughed and said, "Don't worry guys your secret's safe with me. Until you tell the group, then I'll let the rest of the school know!" I laughed knowing Suki really wouldn't tell.

Zuko lied back and picked up his sketch book, obviously getting an Idea. "So, practice?"

Zuko's POV

"So, practice?" I had just gotten the idea to draw her laughing so I had just started an outline when Katara said this.

"How did you know we were making out? What did you see?" I said without looking away from the sketch. I drew her leaning against her desk with her hand to her laughing mouth her eyes we're closed with delight.

"I saw two looks from you guys, earlier I knew you had it bad because when you talked about the other one your eyes lit up with the same sparks Sokka gets and my parents get. Love. And I could see the sheer need in both of you the second I set foot in the room. You guys are so obvious! You're in love!" Katara and I looked at each other. Is that what this feeling is? Love? My mom used to say love was powerful, that it overtook your whole being, especially when you love someone erotically, as a friend, as a family member, AND as someone you trust. Mom, is this love? I realized I was staring when Katara said something about not telling Sokka or else, and continued my work. Her dress had wavy lines from being loose. I got the puffy sleeves just right and had a little trouble on the cut of the dress. It wasn't low or boxy, but it wasn't round either. It was slanted slightly and curved into a straight line right above her breasts. I blushed at thinking this. One of her legs was holding her up and the other one was gracefully tucked under her. The hand that wasn't covering her mouth was resting on the desk as if to make sure she didn't fall. Her chocolate brown hair cascading down her back like a water fall except the small portion that was in a bun. Her nose was cute and perfect, and so were her eyebrows. She'd make the best model in the world. I would need more colored pencils, ones that would accurately depict her caramel skin tone. Even caramel was a shade or two too dark it was more off a French vanilla Cappuccino. And her eyes. They were like six different blues all together. But they are gorgeous. So I decided to leave it at that and jump into whatever those girls were gossiping about. "So, Practice?" Saying exactly what Katara had said, ten to fifteen minutes ago. They looked at me and smiled grabbing their lyrics.

"Zuko first!" Suki shouted.

"Why me?"

"We've heard each other sing before; we haven't heard you sing by yourself yet." She stated simply.

"Okay…Which one?"

"The one that's required."

I sighed as she said this; I cleared my throat and started out,

"Isn't it enough that I fight the dragons? That I fight the villains and win the prize?
Isn't it enough that I run the kingdom? Solve everyone's problems direct and advised.
Why must I also get down on my knees and apologize?"

I chuckled just like the song,
"Because I love her, I need her
Like Earth needs the Sun
I need the one I love
To keep my hope bright
My head right
My heart fighting on
Until I am back in her arms
Because I love her, I need her
Like summer needs rain
To grow and sustain each day
I hear her singing
And bringing strength to my soul
Until I am back in her arms
Miles apart, yet still my heart can hear her melody
I'm more than sure I can't endure
Without her love for me
Because I love her and need her
Like I need to breathe
Did Adam need Eve like this
Now I see clearly
I nearly gave up all I had
So whatever our differences were
I'll bid them goodbye
I'll give love a try
And all because I love her!"

I had annunciated when necessary and was blushing by the end.

"Awww! That's so cute!" Suki said. "Katara, your turn!"

She took a few deep breaths, cleared her throat, and began,

"Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughter
Can it be
I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see
That if I were truly
To be myself
I would break my family's heart

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight
Back at me?
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am
Though I've tried
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside"

I found myself smiling at her. Suki sang Tattoo by Jordin Sparks and then it was my turn to sing again. I asked katara if I could barrow her guitar; she said yes. So I started playing the song I knew very well and sang very tenderly.

"Edelweiss, edelweiss
Ev'ry morning you greet me
Small and white
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me

Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever

Small and white
Clean and bright
You look happy to meet me

Blossom of snow
May you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever
Edelweiss, edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever"

I was quiet after I finished, and saw Katara looking at me in awe. "Katara! You're Turn!" Suki announced.

She smiled at me and sat on the bed next to me. She sang very lively as the song is.

"Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in a white dresses with a blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so bad.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
and then I don't feel so bad."

Suki sang Do Re Mi and then said, "Seeing ask I know how We'll be judged, you too will most definitely get the part unless your voices don't sound right together. Let's hear you two sing, 'Something Good'." We looked at her and she told us which page and we turned to it in our books. We read through it and blushed; there was an intimate kiss after this song.

We decided to listen to it once on the computer then sing it. "You ready?" she nodded and she started singing.

"Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked miserable past
I must have had a moment of truth

For here you are
Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should

So somewhere in my youth
Or childhood
I must have done something good

Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good"

I took her hands in mine before I jumped in, "For Here you are

Standing there
Loving me
Whether or not you should"

Her line, "So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good"

Together, "Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could"

Her, "So some where in my youth or child"

Me, "or childhood"

Her, "I must have done something"

Together, me following her tempo, "Something good"

I hadn't realized we had been staring at each other until Suki hugged us saying; let me correct myself, Squealing, "YOU GUYS ARE SO PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER!"

We laughed and Suki decided that eight fifteen was long enough practice and that If we needed her she'd be with Sokka for the next half an hour.

"Zuko I want to show you something." She took my hand and led me down to her basement where a large T.V. was as well as a couch and Foosball table and a bunch of different games. There was a room sectioned off and it wasn't until we were inside that I realized why. It was a recording studio. "My dad built most of what's down here, Aang's foster dad, Gyatso, Gave us his old recording stuff. I work two jobs for myself, my band, and my mini fridge. Sokka works one for Himself, mostly video games and stuff, Suki and HIS mini fridge." She closed the door and sat in a chair. "You wouldn't believe this but, most of the stuff in my house my dad or grandfather have made. My grandfather made the coffee table in the living room out of drift wood. They're both extremely gifted. I know I'm a good artist and a good musician, and even a good writer. But I feel like it doesn't effect the world. My dad's a cop. And he works with Gran Pakku in shop selling things they build. Their business thrives, but I know that Dads best work comes from missing mom, or anger that he hadn't been there. I was. He blames himself, I blame myself, and Sokka just hides what happened and how he feels about it."

I pulled up a chair and picked up her feet putting them in my lap, gently massaging her calves and feet and asked her gently, "Do you want to talk about it?"

She nodded softly, I could tell she felt like crying but didn't want to. "There was a gang called the southern raiders. My dad was working late trying to figure out the pattern in the victims. Mom, Sokka and I were out. I was five, maybe six. Sokka saw a sports store that was going out of business; it was only a shop or two from the grocery store. We had bought the things we needed and had loaded up the car, mom and I, putting the cart away. This was the same gang that would hide under people's cars and either rape them if they were pretty or shot them to prove a point. My mom's death proved a point alright. We headed back to the car and a man held a gun to my moms head. 'Mom, what's going on?'

'Go find your brother dear, everything will be alright.'

'Mom I'm scared.'

'Don't worry sweetheart, it'll be okay. I love you.' So I ran… as fast as I could. By the time Sokka and I got back, she was dead. We took mom's Cell phone from the car and called dad. He was transferred here. They thought that a small town would help. My mom always wanted to live in a small town. Some Nights I'll wake up and hear my dad crying, asking what he did to deserve the punishment he received."

Suddenly, I knew we were meant to be there for each other. We had suffered great losses. We felt that we weren't fast enough to someone we held dear to us. I noticed she held her necklace and let the tears fall quietly down her cheeks. I quickly wiped them away making her look at me. That's when I realized I was about to cry too, I kissed her forehead and said, "Don't you blame yourself for this Katara. You did nothing wrong. You had no idea what was happening."

She looked at her watch, and hugged me tightly. "She died today. I've learned to cover it. But what happened earlier… My mom used to tell me what love was like, how I would feel when it happened. She… she was right!"

I blushed deeply and smiled sadly, "Katara for both of us… I think, in honor of our mothers, we should wait to say that. I know how I feel about you, and I feel the same way you do for me, but saying it… It makes me remember my mom. She used to joke about me never falling in love because I was so solitary. She finally told me how she felt when she was in love when I started turning into and hormonal teenager. So, as much as it pains me, could we not say it? For now?"

She smiled and laughed softly, "Of course."

"So, why did you bring me down here?"

"This room has extra insulators so the sound doesn't travel through these walls."

"Oh, so you didn't want anyone to hear us crying?"

"Well my original Idea was to make out but seeing as we've only got ten minutes until Dad and Uncle get back…." She glanced at me and we started laughing lightly.

"I can do a lot in ten minutes."

"Like what?"

"Like making you smile, and laugh and maybe through in a sexy remark every now and then."

She giggled, "Amuse me."

"Okay but, don't say I didn't warn you!" She smiled and So the conversation began, talking about anything and everything, that was happy of course. I once again picked up her feet and started massaging her feet and calves, telling her about this one time when I was attacked by a turtle duck mother because I had been mean to her tortoise duckling, but my mom told me why it had happened, preventing me from getting mad at the poor animals. She laughed at the picture of me getting bit by a turtle duck (A/N I've had a few people ask me about this, A turtle duck is just too adorable to decide whether it's a turtle or a duck! So I didn't choose.). "So, are we like, a couple now?" I asked rubbing the back of my neck, blushing.

"Yeah, but I want to tell Sokka myself. After you leave. That way neither my dad nor my brother can attempt to ask penetrating questions."

"Okay. We'll tell Toph, Aang, and Haru, tomorrow right?" She nodded and so we decided to go upstairs and get my stuff.

Yay! That was actually kinda long! Now, if you will be so amazing and Kind you'll help me out and Review with ideas, opinions and nice words of encouragement? Thanks! The next Chapie will have more Taang but I just HAD to get this in before writing more!

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