DISCLAIMER: AVATAR DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. ALL RIGHTS GO TO RESPECTIVE OWNERS

*****Hey guys!! Okay, so I'm starting a new project. I think it will be pretty easy and a whole lot of fun! So, what I'm going to do is pick a word or phrase to use as a prompt. Yeah, yeah I know A LOT of people have done this. But what I want to do is pick a word every day of the year. So in the end this story will have 100, out of order, fluffy, angsty, and sappy ZUTARA stories!! They will be pretty short, probably ranging from 100- 1000+ words. I will probably not go over 5000 but who knows? For those who are wondering, yes I am still continuing Wailing Sparrow, I just got this idea in my head and had to act on it.

"Blue"

1.) the pure color of a clear sky; the primary color between green and violet in the visible spectrum, an effect of light with a wavelength between 450 and 500 nm.
2.) something having a blue color

The entire world as Zuko knew it seemed to be covered in blue.

He looked in front of him. Clenching the guardrails of the ship with such brutal force, he sucked in an inaudible gasp. The sky above him was a pallet of the color, appearing soft and inviting. He could fall into it if he wanted to and still he would be unharmed.

His eyes averted from the angelic sky to come to rest on the ocean in front of him. The body of water seemed to stretch endlessly out into the unknown until it reached the horizon. Frothy white bubbles played carelessly on the ocean's surface, riding the waves and disappearing beneath the suffocating water to never appear again.

The scene suddenly changed.

He was in a field, a verdant pasture dotted with flowers. Blue flowers. The gentle breeze caressed his cheeks lovingly, teasing him. Then, the breeze seemed to pull him in the direction where he could hear waves in the distance.

He stopped when he saw her. Her back was to him, but it was unmistakably the water bender. Katara.

She turned away from the picture of water before her, with its gentle waves crashing against the sides of the hill they were on.

Tendrils of mocha hair fluttered down onto her face and a smile so bright it was blinding suddenly was visible to Zuko. But he wasn't lost in the brightness of her smile, nor the soft, silky texture of her hair. He fell into the depths of those eyes, those beautiful, blue eyes so full of harmony and love.

Her small mouth parted and a sigh escaped her lips. "Zuko," she breathed.

"Zuko!" Someone yelled, seemingly from a distance.

His eyes snapped open and a growl was emitted from his lips. Rising to where he could rest his elbow on his pillow, he turned towards the intruder.

Only to find that his words died right there on his tongue. He saw those eyes again. However, clearly this pair did not exhibit the same emotions his dream Katara did. She didn't look at him with love, no, right now she looked at him with confusion.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she snapped.

He shook his head clear of his thoughts and growled. "I was having a good dream."

She rose to her feet. "Aww, stop whining. There'll be other dreams; besides, we have to start packing up. We're leaving in five minutes."

Zuko nodded and rose to his feet as well, completely unaware of Katara's blush at his not adorning a shirt.

"Get dressed," she muttered and stomped out of the room in a huff.

He sighed and lowered his face into his hands. It was official now… he would forever see the world in Katara's hue of blue.

*****I didn't like this one. Seriously, I didn't. It seemed rushed and was TOTALLY not what I was going for here. But tell me what you think!!!

BTW: there will probably come a day when I do not have a word to use, if anybody wants to send me their ideas, that would be great!

Oh yeah, I may have mentioned before but I just wanted everybody to know that these stories will not go in any particular order. Zuko and Katara may have a kid in one and then in the next they could be just getting engaged. So yeah, just thought I'd point that out.

Kisses,

~Moonlit- Silhouette