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Coming soon to a community near you! You decide the title. Platonic ZK (Zuko/Katara) and romantic HK (Haru/Katara). Oneshot; preview. This fic is rated T for teen. Preview approved for all ages.

A/N: I'm not sure if I'll ever get this fic up and running, or if I'll ever figure out a name for it, but I thought you could give me some feedback. Let me know what you think and what could be possible names.


Sokka opened the door to find two guys and a cute girl with guns tucked in their belts. "Are you Sokka Lunos?" One of the guys demanded. Haru's head peered around the edge of the doorway. "And are you Haru Renshu?" Neither of the boys answered, but Sokka reached in his pocket for his knife. His blue eyes glanced back up to find a gun barrel in his face. The first guy was trained on him, while the other one's pistol was pointed right at Haru.

The girl spoke up. "Katara said we might find you here."


Katara ran inside and up to Toph's room. "They're gone." She told her friend.

Instantly, the younger girl was on her feet. "Is it fight night?"

"Oh, it is most definitely fight night." Katara answered.


Pipsqueak came charging at Katara first. She ducked under him at the last minute and smirked as he slammed into the wall with a loud 'THWACK'! His body slid down and hit the ground none-too-gently. Sneers had, by this time, came up around her. His arms wrapped around her neck and her body was slowly lifted from the ground. She swung her foot inward, and he clutched at his kneecap while she rolled away. She was back on her feet in an instant and she aimed a left hook for his face. He caught it inches from his nose and grabbed her arm, slamming her into a stack of crates next to the wall. She winced as a board broke, splintering into her side, and then he tossed her into the wall. Her head collided with the bricks, but she landed on her feet and delivered a spinning kick to the larger boy's temple. He dropped like a rock. She looked over at the remaining fighters and spat blood at them.


Katara dropped onto her knees by his bedside. "Zuko, I'm here." She said softly, taking his hand into hers.

"I know you are." He said weakly. "You always are."


Sokka half-shouted his question. "If you're not hurt, then what happened?"

Katara's head bowed before she answered lowly. "I spat at Ozai." Her head and voice rose defiantly. "And I'd do it again if given the chance." Recognition dawned on his face. Quickly, he moved across the room and embraced her tightly. Tears began to stream from both sibling's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Roku asked, moving out into the open. His brother Aang trailed behind him.

Toph grabbed Roku's pant leg as he walked by. "Don't disturb them." She said quietly. "Ozai killed their mother."


Katara frowned and fought back tears. "I just met the brother of the man who killed my mother, Toph. And I owe him my life."


Ozai pressed the gun against Katara's forehead, and she flinched as the still-hot metal bit into her skin. "Any last words?"


A smile spread across Katara's face even though tears welled up in her eyes. She held her arms out as if to hold him. "Oh, Haru." She said softly, and he stepped forward and embraced her. Her arms wrapped around his neck tenderly.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly.

She tightened her hold and her lips met his cheek. "Don't be."


Toph sank to her knees calmly. "Get the first aid for a stab wound!" She ordered quickly. Her hands were on Katara's injury and she winced at the amount of blood.

Sokka tenderly brushed her hair out of her face. "It's okay, little sis." His voice was choked. "Just rest."


"You shouldn't be up this early." A voice cut through Zuko's musings. "People might think you're up to something." He whirled to see Katara at the door.


The two brothers stood barely ten feet apart, each of them aiming a pistol at the other's heart. Ozai was smirking victoriously. "You know you can't kill me, little brother." Zuko's eyes flashed as he took the taunting. "We both know you're too weak to pull the trigger."


The ambulance was small and crowded for Katara, leaning over his body. "Kat..." Her eyes snapped down to Zuko as the doors closed. His eyes fluttered open briefly. "... I love you."


Sometimes right and wrong are impossible to tell apart.


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Aug. 10th, 2008 06:54 am (UTC)
Interesting... a little confusing tho. Good job. :D
Aug. 15th, 2008 10:10 pm (UTC)
It's a preview! *finally understands*

I'm interested to see what you do with this.

It sounds like it will be action-packed, which surprised me, the description you put up gave no indication that there was going to be fighting. Don't get me wrong, that's not a bad thing. I love seeing fics that are more than just romances. Still, you might want to include more details in your description, to encourage people to look under the cut.
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