A/N- Welcome to Zutara Week 2012! This is my first year participating, but I'm very excited to be joining! Today is a rather short one-shot and occurs between "The Southern Raiders" and "The Ember Island Players". Hope you enjoy!

"Why can no one else ever do anything? It's like I'm the only one that realizes food does not magically appear at meal time," Katara grumbled to herself as she walked through the undergrowth around their camp. It seemed everyone else thought sleep was more important than helping her find food for breakfast.

Quickly, or as quick as she could while still half asleep, she started to gather the random nuts and berries she could find. She was in the middle of attempting to climb a tree for a ripe orangeberry when a noise startled her. The water bender nearly fell to the ground but managed to hold onto the tree before slipping down it to follow the sound.

Stealthily, she made her way through the forest, crouching low. As she peered through the branches of a bush into a clearing, she saw Zuko.

He was shirtless and the sweat that glistened on his skin was proof to the length of training he had already performed that morning. Fire shot from his hands and feet as he ran through his katas.

From her position in the undergrowth, Katara could only see the side of his face without the scar. Having focused on the scar for so long, she had never realized how handsome Zuko could have been, how handsome he still was.

Captivated by his graceful movements and striking physique, Katara sat crouched in the bushes for the remainder of his session. It wasn't until he was pushing back his raven hair from his brow and picking up his shirt that she was in danger of being seen. Training was sacred to Zuko, Katara knew that. It must be why he got up so early to perform his own katas before training with Aang later.

When Zuko started straight for her hiding place, she pushed herself into the ground and held her breath, waiting for him to pass. He made it past her and she let out a premature sigh of relief. But she froze once again when Zuko turned at the sound and made a quick sweep of his surroundings. However, he shrugged it off when he saw nothing and continued on his way, pulling his shirt up and over his head.

Waiting until she was sure he was completely gone, Katara sat up and breathed a true sigh of relief. She tried to focus on the fact that she was glad not to have been caught rather than the fact that she had watched Zuko train shirtless for so long. That was something she wasn't quite ready to dwell on yet.

"Katara, there you are! We were getting worried," Aang said all smiles as he always was.

"Yeah. So where's the food?" Sokka asked. "I'm hungry."

"When aren't you hungry?" Suki teased.

"Right after I eat," Sokka answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Katara rolled her eyes, her brother would never change. "Here," she said, thrusting the basket in Sokka's face, "you make the food."

"Gosh, what's eating you?" Sokka questioned with a full mouth. "You're never this cranky in the morning."

"Well, this morning I am. Do you have a problem with that?" Katara couldn't keep the edge out of her voice. Seeing Zuko and… feeling things about him had shaken her. So now that frustration at not knowing what to do was aimed at everyone else.

"Maybe you should try some training," Zuko commented off-handedly. He said it while looking at the ground, but glanced up at Katara at the end. Was it just her, or was there a gleam of something in his eyes?

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just that training can get out pent up aggression," Zuko shrugged, "Trust me, I know."

"Oh, I bet you do," she said, narrowing her eyes, fighting back the blush creeping up her face. "I'm going to my tent. No one bug me," she declared, storming off in a huff.

"What was that about?" Aang asked.

"Beats me," Zuko replied. "Hand me some of those berries?"

But Toph knew more than anyone else. She could tell by Zuko and Katara's heartbeats that something was up, though neither would admit it. Well, she'd let them have their fun. This could turn out interesting.

Thoughts?

Thanks for reading!

-princessmelia