What on earth?
Katara sat at her vanity, brushing her long hair. It was dark out. She frowned as she looked into the mirror.
"Oh Katara, I wish I had a perfect family," her friend said as she gushed over Akio. She had always believed that Katara's life had been prefect.
"I wish I did too," Katara whispered as she looked at the bruise on her cheek from were Aang had hit her earlier. She sighed as she got up and walked over to her son's bassinet. "What should I do baby?" she asked him. The baby boy only giggled as he waved his chubby arms at her, telling her to pick him up. "What will I do?" she asked him as she picked him up. "What will I do?" she repeated.
"I ask myself the same question." Katara turned to see Zuko standing in the doorway. His hands were stuffed into his pocket and his face was pale. "I mean, how could I have been so mad at my wife that I didn't even notice my child was missing. I love that girl to pieces, but…" Zuko stopped and thought for a moment.
"You got so mad that your anger took over for too long," Katara finished. Zuko nodded. Without warning Katara started to sing to Akio.
"minamino shimanisumu nakijakuru kodomotachiwa
yoruhahani tsurerarete
hoshio miniyuku
nakunayo, nakunayo
mitegoran
konohoshizorao
kowaimonomo nayamimo
kieteyuku
nanzennenmo maeno hikari
chiisaitoki doao shime
kurushiihodo naitakedo
hatenonai kono uchuo
mita atowa
namidamo tomatta
nakunayo, nakunayo
mitegoran
konohoshizorao
kowaimonomo nayamimo
kieteyuku
nanzennenmo maeno hikari," she sang softly. As her voice faded out she lay the sleeping infant into his cradle. "Let's go see how the kids are doing," Katara whispered.
"Okay," Zuko said with a smile. He headed for the door and waited in the hall as Katara tucked the covers around her baby boy.
"What are you going to do? About Sakura I mean," Katara asked as they walked down the hall. Zuko sighed; he looked like he'd been thinking about this for awhile.
"I don't know, I want Sakura to know her mother but…" Zuko trailed off.
"I know, I'm trying to figure that out too." The stopped in front of Sakura's bedroom door. "Let's just take a peak," Katara said with a smile. Before Zuko could object she had pushed open the door. They both crept over to the little girl's bed. "She is such a beautiful child Zuko."
"Yeah, she is," Zuko said with a smile as he gently pushed the child's bangs aside.
"Hey, what's she holding in her hand?" Katara asked as she pointed to the paper in Sakura's hand. "It looks like a paper." She leaned forward and gently pulled the paper from Sakura's grasp. She unfolded the ivory paper and read it aloud.
"Deep beauty of moonlight,"
Zuko's face paled as he heard the first line.
"Gently caressing ivory skin,
Ocean blue eyes,
Watching intently on the horizon,
For a simple light,
Of a miracle
-Zuko," Katara finished. She looked up at Zuko in shock.
"Zuko, what is this?" Katara asked holding up the paper.
"Um, Katara, I—, I, well, I, I'm, I can explain…"
"Really? I'd love to hear it," Katara said as she put her hands on her hips.
Kalo sat on the floor in front of Azula's cell. "What happened to you Azula?" Kalo asked her.
"Nothing Kalo," Azula whispered.
"Yes, you changed, and it all started after Cent died." Azula's eyes misted as she thought of the brown haired boy.
"Hey Azula, how are you?" Cent asked as he looked up from his seat on the ocean coast.
"I'm great Cent, dad's being cruel..."
"You mean like he always is?" Azula ignored him.
"And Zuko's just being a pain, but I think this week is better then last week."
"Azula?"
"Azula, it's not good for you to be assosiating with this boy," Fire Lord Ozai said to his daughter.
"He's not bad father, please," Azula said through tears.
"I'm sorry Azula, they're going to exicute him as we speak." Azula's eyes grew wide.
"No," she whispered. Azula turned and fled down the halls and towards Cent's house. She spotted him at the lake and noticed the soldiers holding a bomb in their hand. He threw it. "No, CENNNNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTT!" she screamed.
"Azula?"
The misty eyed girl looked over at the medallin that rested a few feet away. "Azula, are you okay?"
"No," she whispered.
A/N Hi people, I was in a coma for a few months so I'm reallly really sorry about not updating. Merry Christmas, and a happy new year!!! And to anyone that doesn't celebrate Christmas, Happy Anything you celebrate!!!