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Character(s):

watertides
Location: Zuko's dorm
Rating: Uh. PG?
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Hours after this. Katara goes to speak with Zuko about what was left unfinished in Home EC.

It was just after dinnertime. Zuko had left the Home Ec. class early with permission from his Instructor. He had finished his gardening project and had promised his teacher he would revise his notes after his physical therapy session with Dr. Kadowaki. His schedule had looked something like this: Home Ec, physical therapy with the doctor for an hour and a half, a walk to the showers and then to the Cafeteria to grab some food, then a walk back to his room where his tray of food sat untouched on the table.

The words exchanged with the waterbender earlier had left a sour taste in his mouth and his stomach churning. He had practically accused her of being no better than Ozai, something he shouldn't have done. Zuko knew she was a good person deep down. Well, he didn't know but he had a pretty good feeling considering she'd been there to take care of him and help with the pain most of the beginning he was on the mend.

It wasn't easy to find the words to explain his thoughts properly. Not to her.

Golden eyes opened to glare at the five thick candles that sat in front of him on a low table. He was trying to meditate, a towel rolled up to hang around his neck, his hair still wet from his shower. It was frustrating, how his thoughts were distracting him from being able to find peace in the simple act of meditation.

"Why isn't this working...?!" he then growled out, jaw clenching. The flames on each of them rose a little higher, flickered, and then lowered again.

Zuko exhaled, irritated, and closed his eyes to try again.

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Zuko had followed her anyways to the door to see her out. The moment she moved towards the door, his feet were on auto-pilot and guiding him into following her regardless. He watched her the entire time, eyes meeting hers when she looked up at him.

Ironically he had been wondering the same thing; should he actually say something?

"Ye-yeah... Sunlight and water." Awkwardly now he brought up a hand to rub at the back of his neck. "I'll remember." He nodded.

"I'll uh. See you later...?"

Katara was surprised he'd even bothered to follow her to the door-- she had expected that he'd remain in place and let her leave without another word. His obvious uneasiness with the situation didn't go unnoticed by her either, and she found that her own uncertainty with the situation matched his.

She gave a quick nod, before holding a hand up in a small wave. "Right. See you later." They did have an several classes together, and first thing next morning would be dance class.

Deciding not to linger any further, Katara began to make her way down the corridor, careful to keep her pace even and measured despite how much she wanted to just scurry back to her room.

Edited 2010-09-09 01:09 (UTC)

Right. Dance class. Insert groaning here.

Zuko hesitated before peeking out of his door to watch her go. The first hing he noticed was how her skirt swayed. His brows furrowed and he stepped back into the room, door sliding shut.

What the hell was wrong with him?

Muttering he went to the table and stared down at his tray of food. He should probably eat and then meditate and then get to work on his notes.