Howdy y'all! This is my third story, probably the best of the three. (Currently eight) However my first story wasn't so bad... Anyway, give this story a chance, you might like it! At least every Zutara-fan will!(Message to Kataangs: BEAT IT!!! YOU GUYS HATE ZUTARA ANYWAY!!!)

This story is about Zuko (Again… Lol, sorry, he's just my favorite character) having plans on using Katara (Again! Yep, I like Zutara as well) for his own good. He tries to win her trust, so she can help him with catching the Avatar. But in the few days he seduces her, the love he used to fake turns out for real…

Nothing could stop him from catching the Avatar! But the choice between a royal life on the throne or a happy life with Katara, is confusing him more than anything else.

(P.S.: NOT for children under the age of 13! The story of the stork bringing the baby to the mother and father could lose his magic by reading this, because the true way of reproduction gets clear in this story! With other words: SEX between Zuko and Katara, duh!)

Chapter 1

The enemy by the rock

The sun was going down, and Zuko stared of in the distance. His ship was moored at the coast of the earthkingdom, close by the camp of the Avatar. They've just returned from the north pole, and the ship they had now was stolen from his evil sister Azula.

Iroh stood next to him, and sighed.

'Common, Zuko, just tell me what your plan to catch the Avatar is this time.'

Zuko shook his head.

'I'd prefer not to, uncle. To tell you the truth, I feel kinda ashamed by doing this.'

Iroh lifted an eyebrow.

'So why do you do it then? If it feels wrong, you should just forget about it and think of something else.'

'No!' Zuko said. 'This plan is almost brilliant, I can't stop now!'

He wanted to walk to the forest, when his uncle stopped him.

'Don't you need any soldiers to come with you?'

Zuko pulled his shoulder out of Iroh's grip.

'Not at all, I have to do this alone. Make sure nobody dares to follow me, or they'll ruin the entire plan.'

Iroh sighed and walked back to the ship, still wondering about Zuko's plan. He would never understand his nephew, that boy wast the most stubborn, stressed and impatient prince in the entire world! Those were the only three things his father left him, but Zuko didn't realize how much he looked like his mother.

Zuko walked in the forest, to the rock slides close by the camp of the Avatar. He knew he could just send some soldiers to get him, but then he would just escape again anyway.

He sighed and shivered. Doing this was harder than he expected it to be.

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Katara couldn't sleep. She stared at the sky, filled with thousands of stars.

She thought about her mother, hoping that she was watching upon her that moment.

She heard a rustle in the bushes and gasped. She crawled out of her sleeping bag, wondering what was hiding in the bushes.

She carefully threw a rock at the place where she heard the rustle coming from, and heard someone yelling "Ouch!"

She raised an eyebrow and walked closer to the bushes, but when she tried to move the leafs, a hand pulled her in the bushes and she nearly screamed. An other hand blocked her voice by pushing on her mouth roughly.

She was pulled to a rock slide, and tried to see who was kidnapping her. But instead of a face, she saw water for about twenty feet underneath her. She bended the water into a water whip and hit her kidnapper with it.

He released her and his hands grabbed to his face. He moaned in pain, while his hands were covering his face.

'Hey! Watch it!' he yelled, with a familiar sounding voice.

Katara gasped and recognized the voice immediately.

'Zuko!' she said.

Zuko putted his hand on her mouth again and soothed her.

'Be quiet, the Avatar may not wake up!'

Katara lifted an eyebrow, and bit in his hand so he pulled it back. She wanted to run back to the camp, but curiosity stopped her. Her gaze was locked on Zuko.

'Why not? I mean, if I call him, he comes and you'll have a chance to catch him.'

Zuko rolled his eyes.

'Of course I know that! It's just… I'm not here to catch him.'

Katara's eyes grew bigger when she heard him saying that.

'You're not?'

Zuko shook his head.

'I just wanted to talk to somebody, so I thought about you. You seem like someone who likes to chat, right?'

Katara walked a bit closer to him.

'Kinda, but I don't think I want to talk to the enemy.'

Zuko sighed.

'I knew you would say that. Go ahead, go back to your friends. I'm used to being hated by everyone, so I guess it won't hurt me too much…'

Katara felt a form of compassion for him. It seemed like he really meant what he was saying. In his eyes she could read the innocent gaze, the kindness. And she never admitted, but she knew Zuko wasn't a complete bad person. No one is.

She sat down on the one of the rocks, and Zuko on an other. There was more than enough room on the rock where Katara sat, but he didn't want to scare her.

'I'll sit here, so you'll feel more safe, okay?'

Katara nodded slowly, still curious. She had the chance to ask him the things she always wanted to know about him, buy she knew this was a risk. Zuko could be lying.

But when she saw the look in his eyes again, so much calmer than usual, she forgot about her sorrows and talked to him.

(Okay, this chapter has been corrected, for real this time! REVIEW!:D)