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Eight o'clock finally came around and as the hand ticked right on the dot, the doorbell rang. Without thinking clearly, Katara ran down the stairs, calling out, "I got it." she opened the door and instantly regretted it. Zuko grinning face never wavered as he looked her over. Katara had decided she wasn't going on this regardless, so she had changed into her pajamas, her hair was thrown up in a messy bun, and her face was clear of any make up. He smirked, "Good to know you're the kinda girl who doesn't care what she looks like when you're going out." Katara's eyes were wide and she couldn't speak, she hated that his arrogance was appealing

Wanted XIV Zuko looked up from his watch to the back room. Where was Katara? He called Suki's name, getting her attention from the suddenly dashing Sokka, "Where's Katara?" Suki's eyes followed Zuko's line of sight to the back room and shrugged, suddenly fearful, "I don't know. I knocked but she didn't answer. I thought she just wanted some time to herself..." Zuko cursed and jogged over to the door. He pounded on the door but got no response, "Katara!" still nothing. He shook his eyes and groaned. Though he hadn't known Katara for very long, he knew her well enough to know what she had done. Kicking down the door, he saw that he was right