A Healer's Touch

I do not own Avatar, and this is my own story.
There is also additions to the story line, such as a new type of bending, and Zuko having special abilities.
this is deffinantly a Zutara story.
So the story chapters will be in POV's...some may be long and some may be short, but if they are too short I will try to double up.


8. Katara's POV A Real Heart Stopper

He turns to me and I barely hear him say, "What did you do when you healed me?"

After that all I notice is the way the fire glimmers off of his skin.

He's always been hansom, but with the scar I never really took a second look. He was always pretty and looked strong. Now...now he looks like the spirits fashioned a warrior to be absolutely perfect. and just for me.

I see him in a new light, and as he takes the mirror from Suki, I let my eyes trail down his body.

After the fight, he had taken off his shirt to staunch my bleeding, and I'm starting to thank god for that. I memorize the way his back looks, and the way his muscles accentuate themselves when he tenses up.

The world slows as he drops the mirror and turns toward me.

I take in his jawline hungrily, and begin to stand.

He takes my wrist and yanks me to his chest, but not roughly.

I look into his golden eyes, and the desperation, the gratefulness makes them shine, but I see something else. Something I've never seen in his eyes.

Before I can continue to ponder what it is, the world stops, and with it goes my heart.

He crushes his lips to mine, one hand at my waist, and the other wrapped in my hair.

My skin burns where ever he touches me, and the fire light on my eye lids make the backs of them shine red.

It all fits so perfectly The heat. The red of the flames, and the taste of his lips.

They taste of sweet, sweet spices. Of whiskey and sugar.

It seems to go on forever, but forever isn't long enough.

He wrenches himself away from me, panic lacing his voice.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened. I-I'm sorry." His eyes drop to the floor, and he backs away slowly, "I need to go."

He races away, disappearing into the woods before my voice comes back to me.

"Well, Katara. Good job. You literally made his heart stop." Toph's voice is free of sarcasm or teasing, and I just nod and stare into where he disappeared.



Okay...soooo Ive been writing on this for a little while, and I'm now just transferring it to here. I am gonna change it up a bit, though, so bear with me Lovelys.

<3 Dumbledore's favorite little soldier

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