so, this is a Zutara, and a Taang. if you're not a fan of these ships please don't flame me, just don't read it.

He hated himself for feelings the things he felt, thinking the way he thought, seeing her the way he did.

It wasn't fair, not to him, not to her, not to their gang, and especially not to Aang and Mai. But he couldn't help it.

His black brows furrowed as he watched her bend; her arms and legs shifting into stances, graceful, with such beauty, completely smooth. She moved like the water she stood in. She was the water, she was the moon, she was the night, and she was everything he wasn't.

Water was the element of healing, of purity, the element that sustained all life.

Fire was the element of devastation, of hatred, the element that destroyed life.

He hated himself for being so much different than her. He was the fire, he was the sun, he was the day, and he was everything she wasn't.

Two things so different…two things so different did not belong together.

"Are you alright, Zuko?" she asked, turning towards him and wringing out her long, dark brown hair.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Zuko turned to the side, avoiding looking at her even though his amber eyes were dying to meet with her sapphire ones.

"If you say so." She turned her back to him, and his greedy orbs glued back to her figure, her tan brown skin hugged so tightly by her white tube top and skirt.

His eyes followed her body's every outline with desire.

Her curves would make waves jealous.

She'd developed far more than he ever expected her to, and her constant bending kept her fit.

His eyes wondered over her plump thighs, her thin waist, her strong arms, then lingered a bit on her sweat-covered neck as she swayed her hair back and forth.

"Hey Katara!" the voice of their gang's leader snapped Zuko out of his trance.

"Wait up, twinkle toes!" Toph ran down the dirt-covered hill after the teen, her bare feet hitting up clouds of dust.

Zuko hung his head in slight annoyance at the younger kids; though, he probably shouldn't be calling them kids anymore.

It'd been four years since Aang had defeated the firelord, and Zuko had taken his corrupted father's place.

He stood tall at 20, the oldest of the group, though young 16 year old Aang still seemed to run things for them, deciding where to go, when to meet up.

A lot had changed over the years.

Including his feelings for the waterbender.

Aang ran towards Katara, into the river so the water reached up to his knees. He pulled her into his arms and planted a kiss on her lips, as he often did.

Zuko turned his head away sharply.

"Enough already." Toph groaned in disgust, feeling everything that was happening so clearly through her feet, even though it was slightly blurred from the water.

"Sorry." Aang and Katara's faces flushed with embarrassment.

"Where's Sokka?" Katara asked, looking over Aang's shoulder.

"With Suki and Ty Lee." Aang answered.

"I bet that's going over well." Katara laughed.

"Are you ready to head out? I thought we were finally going to get some decent time together at the firenation." Toph complained.

"Yeah, I'm ready, just let me grab my clothes." Katara smiled, stepping out of river and bending the water off herself.

"Take your time, Sugar Queen." Toph's arms crossed over her fully developed chest, and she sighed.

Katara ignored her, not really carrying about the emotionally stunted teen had to say.

"Zuko, you're quiet today, everything okay?" Aang asked, looking over at him, it was so clearly visible there was something wrong.

"I'm fine." Zuko sighed.

He hated that question, hated it. Nothing was ever okay, never in his life. Even when his father was defeated, and he took the crown, he had to deal with new feelings, and what's worse, feelings for his best friends girlfriend. He hated himself, he wasn't okay when he was a kid, he wasn't okay when he was a teen, and he sure as hell wasn't okay now. All his life, he was never okay, never fine.

He stood up, looking over 3 pairs of eyes, his glancing from gray, to brown, and to sapphire, lingering longer there than necessary.

"Let's go, Mai is waiting for us."

Toph sighed inwardly.

She knew what was wrong with Zuko, of course, she'd known for quite some time.

She wasn't blind…Err, well, technically she was, but she wasn't stupid. That was for sure. She felt the way Zuko's heart rate went up around Katara, the way his breathing became uneven, and she knew he defiantly wasn't fine like he wanted everyone to think. It hurt. It hurt so damn much to watch someone you love so much, be better off and happier with someone else. Katara and Aang. That couple broke bother hers and Zuko's heart.

She knew Zuko thought the say thing as her. Air and Water made more sense than Air and Earth, more sense than Water and Fire. Two things so different, two things so different just didn't belong together.

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