It's sure been a fun week. And what better way to end the 2016 Zutara Week than some pure fluff? So here it is, the last prompt- Candle. My original story was supposed to tie in with Memories but it was becoming too much angst. I wanted some pure fluff, plus this fun idea wouldn't let me be. And so, out went angst, in came fluff. 0 regrets.

You all have been great so far. I love you all. Thank you for the love and support. And now, I will shut up so you can enjoy.

Candle

The candles flickered in unison as the Firebender controlling it meditated on them. So deep was his concentration that he did not hear the door open behind him. His betrothed walked in, not bothering to keep her tread light. However, lost in is meditative peace, Zuko paid her no heed as she sat a couple of feet away from him. He didn't notice how she rocked back and forth, eyeing him curiously.

"Zuko," she said in a sing-song voice. "What are you doing?"

His brow puckered into a frown, but he kept his eyes closed. In a voice that he hoped conveyed his irritation at being disturbed, he said, "Meditating."

"Why do you need candles to meditate?"

Zuko's lips pursed and his frown deepened. "I control their flames while I meditate."

"But how do you know that the flames are under your control when your eyes are closed?"

He sighed, resolutely keeping his eyes shut, despite the fact that his concentration had broken. "I can feel my element."

"So moving the candles in synchronization is the key?"

"Sort of."

"So why not keep your eyes open and watch what you're doing?"

Behind his closed eyelids, he rolled his eyes. "If I keep my eyes open, I can't clear my mind. I will get distracted."

"Clear your mind? Of what?"

"Thoughts."

He could almost visualize her blue eyes widening. "So you clear your minds of all thoughts?"

"Hmm."

"Completely?"

"Ummhmm."

"How can you not think anything?"

"Practice," he said through gritted teeth.

"So what happens when you get an itch?"

His eyes shot open and he turned to look at her, aghast. "Itch?"

"Yeah, you know when you feel the urge to scratch your back or nose or something?"

He sighed. "Katara, do you need something?"

"Oh no," she said with a shrug. "I don't need anything."

A muscle in his jaw twitched as he fixed her with a glare. "Then what was the point of disturbing me?"

Katara pouted and stood up. "I was just missing you and wanted to see you. Sorry."

With that she turned around and began to walk away. With a sigh, Zuko let go of the candles' flame and sprang up. He caught her wrist and spun her around, pinning her against himself.

"Sorry," he said gently. "Forgive me. You know how I can get."

She scowled at him and said, "Yes, Jerkbender."

He chuckled and tightened his arms around her. "Peasant."

Katara's lips drew to a smile and she wrapped her arms around him and lifted her head as he lowered his lips to hers in a gentle kiss.