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The Wrong Target	By : DarthiaRevan Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > Het - Male/Female > Katara/Zuko Views: 9780 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“The moment I dream of, is when you come to the budding stage, Zuko. When, after all of your trials and tribulations, you can stand on the mountaintop, a fully grown man, and look down on the hellish route you have taken to get there. Will their be anyone else with you? I don’t know. That, Zuko, is your choice.”

Kasui to Zuko, early on in his training.

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The Wrong Target

Epilogue

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General POV

Earth Kingdom

“Katara is healed now.” Zuko states simply.

Kasui, from her perch on the king sized bed that housed her and her two lovers, glances up from her book. “And?” She asks, both elated and a little sad at that this moment had come. Despite what Zuko might of thought, Kasui truly enjoyed his company. She enjoyed teaching him. Most of all, she enjoyed having a fellow Firebender around. It made the pain of being exiled from her people more bearable.

“Katara can bend. Why is that?” There is none of the hostility there had been a day before. Now, now Zuko is at peace. All that remains between them is one last conversation. After that, Kasui did not know what would happen. While Zuko would not attempt to hurt her for anything she had done to him, which was good for she had made him strong, he might attempt to kill her for what she had done to Katara. If he tried, well, best not think about that possible confrontation.

“Have you forgotten already? About the chains and wars.” Kasui clarifies after realizing her first sentence was a bit vague.

“What does that have to do with Katara regaining her bending ability while the anti-bending crystal is still lodged between her breasts?” Some exasperation is finally entering his tone, which causes Kasui to smirk.

“Everything. Bending is merely the manipulation of the charka that lies in all of us. It is a matter of the mind, the body, and spirit. Hence, when one has chains that bind the spirit, the bending is affected.” Kasui explains, rising from her position. “What the crystals do is block that flow. Much like a dam. But,” she clarifies, “when a person, Katara in this case, unlocks one or more of the chains that binds her, the charka gets a little push. Think of it as an added surge of water flooding into a dammed river. The river, with more water, will overflow the damn that is blocking it. Now, Katara has the ability to bend again. As long as she does not allow the chain to return, or allow a new one to take its place, she can bend with the crystal inside of her. But, should another crystal be put in, then one of them will have to be removed.” Kasui steps over to her desk then, and opens the top drawer. She retrieves a small parchment of paper before closing the drawer.

“Here.” Kasui hands the parchment over to Zuko. “These are instructions for removing the crystal, should she want to.”

Wordlessly, Zuko takes the parchment, holding it like it was his firstborn child. But he chooses to remain silent, prompting Kasui to continue. “Zuko,” She begins softly, “you have found your answer. I can see it in your eyes.” She steps forward then, and brushes her hand across his unscarred cheek. He flinches slightly, but does not pull away. “You are no longer my apprentice. You are free. You can now stay, and fully join us. With your abilities, there would be no one who could stop us. We could have Carte Blanch over the entire trade. But, it is your decision. If you wish to leave, I will not stop you. Whatever you choose, know that I am proud of you.”

For a moment Zuko is silent. Clearly he is warring with the several powerful desires. Despite Kasui’s action, Zuko did feel comfortable within the group. He had learned much during his time here and had amassed a considerable fortune. Nothing compared to what the Fire Lord could command, but Zuko would never want for anything material for the rest of his life. His careful investments of his earnings in both the Fire Nation and the Earth Kingdom would continue to be profitable for years, no matter who won the War.

But, he also had a burning desire to lay waste to Ozai, and show his sister just how powerful he had become. And if he stayed with Kasui, his chances of achieving that goal were slim.

There was too the issue of Katara. Undoubtedly she would want to go and rejoin the Avatar. And while the Avatar held no interest to Zuko now, at least as a way back to the Fire Nation, he knew that the Avatar would be an essential part in ending the War.

So, the question facing Zuko is this. What is the best method of achieving his goals, while retaining the advances he had made with Katara.

Put in that light, the choice is obvious.

“Kasui,” Zuko begins, his tone solemn. “I will always remember what you did for me. How you showed me to remove my chains, and to make me think cleary. But, my goals are too different from yours. I am leaving, and I will join the Avatar. Then, I will kill Ozai and end this war.”

Kasui smiles at Zuko, a dazzling smile that few people had seen. “Very well, Lord Zuko. Know that when you leave, the contract for the Avatar’s capture will be voided. We do not attack our own.” Kasui promises him, letting it go unspoken how she would convince Kalo to see her point of view.

Zuko nods, then leaves. As he walks away, Kasui calls out to him. “If you ever want to come back, there will always be a spot open for you, or anyone else you choose to bring with you.” Zuko raises his fist at that, acknowledging her before disappearing behind a cluster of trees.

Kasui, Samantha, and Kaze’s Tent

As soon as Zuko leaves, Samantha and Birurana walk through the back door. Despite being beaten by Zuko some days before, Birurana expresses sorrow at his departure.

“Kasui,” She whines. “Why did you let him go? He was the only man here worth gazing at.”

Samantha and Kasui both stare at her, exasperated. “I think Kaze would disagree with you on that point, Birurana. But it was not my decision. Zuko will walk his own path. But I have a feeling that he will soon be returning.”

This causes Birurana to brighten slightly, and she bounds away, looking for some new victim.

When she is out of sight, Samantha shakes her head. “By the One God, she scares me sometimes, Kasui.”

Kasui smirks, then pulls Samantha tight to her. “Don’t think I have forgotten my debt to you.” Kasui whispers huskily before she crashes her lips to Samantha’s.

Ten Miles Away

Under the shade of a large tree, Zuko carefully presses the pearl hilted dagger his uncle had given him, against Katara’s skin. Before pressing down, he gazes up into her eyes. “Are you sure?” He asks for a final time. At her nod, he presses down. Katara hisses slightly, as Zuko slices a small, neat hole into her flesh. When the crystal comes into view, he stops and pulls it out.

Katara gasps as the crystal leaves her body. She immediately summons water, and heals the cut. When she is done, there is only a small scar.

Zuko nods at her, then hands her the crystal. “Here. You didn’t have it in you for long, but trust me when I say this. You will want to keep it.” Katara looks at him as if he had grown a second head but does not object. Instead, she rinses it and places it in her bag.

“Now what?” She asks after a moment of silence.

Zuko turns to her, and after admiring her still bare chest, he smiles. “Now we find the Avatar, and we figure out a way to take Ozai down, permanently.” This makes Katara smile, and with a little help from Zuko, she reclothes and hops onto the rhino.

As they ride away, Katara rests her head on Zuko’s back. “Thank you.” She whispers softly.

Turning his head slightly, Zuko gives her a quizzical look. “For what?”

“For breathing life into me.” She answers.

Zuko smiles at that, and for the first time in his life, he is content.

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