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Disclaimer: I own nothing. Avatar is owned by Mike and Bryan; Full House and all its content (including the scenes and the dialogue) is originally owned by Won Soo Yeon and KBS.

A silver and shiny car drove down the street and Zuko stepped out and walked through the gate of the enormous house. But he instantly stopped in his tracks as he looked up to see Katara sitting their next to a suitcase with her head in her arms. Slowly, Katara's head came up and her jaw fell as she stood up. Finally recognizing her as Katara, his eyes widened and his face formed into an annoyed look. Desperately confused, she looked up at him again and their eyes met.

"So, what then?" Zuko spoke on the phone, with his back facing Katara, who was currently sitting awkwardly on the couch.

"Yeah, and everything else is good? Yeah…everything's all set? Yeah, so that's what you're saying right? Huh? Oh, it's not that big a deal. Got it. Later." Zuko spoke and hung up his phone.

As soon as he was walking over to the other side of the couch, Katara quickly poised herself and stood up straight. Zuko, on the other hand, just threw himself onto the couch and just stared curiously at Katara.

"I looked into this, but…I'm still not sure what you're after." Zuko sighed.

"I told you. I don't intend to sell this house!" Katara replied hastily. "I'm sorry for your troubles of course, but I don't think there was any way that this house could've been sold."

"I don't want to hear that. I paid a lot of money for this house, you know." Zuko rebuddled.

"Exactly, so I'm saying…I'll pay you back that money." Katara offered, "Immediately."

"Immediately? You're asking me to give you this house, even though you don't have any money?" Zuko questioned.

Quickly, Katara dug into her purse and put out a small piece of paper onto the coffee table.

"What the hell is this?" Zuko asked clearly annoyed.

"I know it's not enough, but I write Internet novels…" Katara explained.

Zuko just scoffed.

"…It's nothing great. It's a story, and I'll do something with it. And I'll pay you back the money I owe."

Zuko began to rub his ear.

"This house was my late parents' creation. They built it together firsthand." Katara explained softly, immediately catching Zuko's attention. "It's not just a house to me. It's a part of me! I can't just simply give it up like it's nothing."

Zuko sighed.

"I know you'll disagree, but if you read it, I'm sure you'll reconsider. Please?" Katara asked and made her best puppy-eye impersonation. And Zuko looked like he would easily fall for it.

"Mister! Mister! Wait a second!" Katara yelled as she was shoved out the door by Zuko. He then quickly slammed the door, stopping Katara from re-entering. "Hey! Hey! Wait a second!"

Katara begin knocking the door with her fists. And Zuko reopened the door after a few seconds. And when he did, Katara sighed with relief.

But all that Zuko did was put on his goofiest grin and he threw Katara's purse and suitcase out the door and stormed back inside. Katara quickly ran to her suitcase and zipped it open and found her only family photo with her parents cracked.

Tears immediately began flowing down her tan face and she scoffed nonstop. "Jerk… Hopeless Loser… Asshole…"

The next morning…

Zuko walked out his front door in his sports outfit and stretched, getting ready for his morning jog. He then walked over to the front gate, but he ended up stopping in his track when he found a figure with some sort of sweater covering their face lying down on the bench near the front door.

"What the…" Zuko mumbled and walked over to the sleeping figure. He carefully removed the sweater that was covering the figure's face and found that it was none other than Katara lying there. Scoffing, Zuko kicked the bench. "Hey! Hey! Get up!"

Katara's eyes slowly began to open and close. When she saw Zuko hovering over her, Katara slowly began to sit up sleepily.

"Hey! What are you?" Zuko yelled.

Katara just sighed.

"Get up!" Zuko yelled and lightly pushed her shoulder.

"Please don't do this." Katara sighed. "I'm really sick right now."

Scoffing again, Zuko grabbed Katara's suitcase and threw it aside. "I'm telling you to get out!"

Katara quietly sighed again and she grabbed her purse and suitcase, and slowly made her way out.

"Do this again, and I won't be easy on you." Zuko threatened. "Got it?"

Zuko scoffed one last time when Katara was out of sight and ran out to the beach to begin his morning jog. He made his way down to the beautiful morning beach and took a deep breath and began to run. By the time he was done, he made his way to the backyard bridge and ran back home. Once he arrived home, Zuko took a deep breath and sighed.

But once again, his eye caught a figure back on the bench. It was Katara again lying there.

"Hey!" Zuko yelled. "Get up!" But no matter how much he yelled, Katara seemed to be still sleeping. "Hey! Hey!" Zuko kept yelling but she didn't make a budge. He stood there for a second more and noticed how much paler Katara had gotten. He gently put his hand on her pale forehead and his eyes quickly widened. He quickly picked her up and carried her over to his house and placed her carefully on the couch. But by that time, Katara's forehead was seriously heating up and she was panting in her sleep.

Leaving her there, Zuko walked outside and ran down to the pharmacy.

When he came back with the medicine, Katara was still lying there.

"Hey, hey, come on, get up." Zuko whispered and helped pick her head up. He fed her the medicine and laid her head back down on the couch. "Get your act together. Do you think you'll need to go to the hospital?"

Katara just nodded no.

"God, this won't do. You're going to the hospital." Zuko said and began to pick her up.

"I'm not going!" Katara whined. "I'll just stay here."

"Get up."

"Oh my god! I'm not freaking going! I don't wanna go!" Katara yelled and grabbed a fist of his hair and shook his head like a mad woman.

Sighing angrily, Zuko gave up and went over to see what was in her suitcase (A/N: He's not a perv)

He found some toilet paper, some books, and a blue little book. He carelessly flipped through the book like it was nothing, that is, until he came across a little memo in the calendar area which read:

PARENTS' MEMORIAL

He carefully put everything back into its original place in Katara's suitcase and slowly walked over to the couch where Katara was quietly fast asleep. He kneeled over and nicely tucked in the blanket over her. He sighed again.

In his lonely office, Haru quickly took a seat at his desk and began typing. But little did he know that while he was typing, a young brunette lady was at his doorway, smirking.

Knock, knock

Haru's head slowly rose up and his mouth curved into a small grin when he saw none other than Jin at his doorway.

At the restaurant…

"You finally came back and you're still busy?" Jin asked.

"There's just a lot to do." Haru sighed, "Once we're done with the Magazine Premiere, we're gonna be taking a break."

"You're also doing the film marketing publications?" Jin asked curiously, mixing her smoothie with her straw.

"Well, in case you didn't know, that's all part of the procedure, Lady." Haru flirted.

Jin just scoffed and smiled at his remark.

"Oh yeah, you're coming to the launch party right?" Haru asked.

"I don't know. Maybe, if I'm not busy." Jin replied, "I mean, I wanna be there too, but I'm not sure yet."

"Even if you're busy, you still have to come. Please?"

"I'll think about it." Jin smiled. "Oh hey, you're staying here for good right?"

"…"

"Right?"

"…Hey, Jin, what do you think about that girl over there." Haru asked and pointed at the girl sitting at the other side of the restaurant, who was currently giving him a seductive look.

"What?"

"She keeps looking my way and smiling." Haru blushed. Jin then slowly turned her head and saw the girl sitting there. But the girl just furrowed her brow and turned away.

Sighing, Jin replied, "She's pretty. She seems interested in you."

"Yeah…"

"Hey Haru, wait here a second, okay?" Jin smiled and headed for the little ladies' room. She washed her hands while she was deep in thought and carefully looked at herself in the mirror.

She coolly walked back to her booth, but found that it was empty, except a little note where Haru was.

Something suddenly came up

and I had to leave

See you again later.

Jin sighed again and drove home.

Placing his warm hand on her forehead, Zuko checked her temperature. Her temperature was still a bit high. Zuko lightly dabbed the small towel in his hand in the cold water and carefully placed it on her forehead. He sat there for a couple of seconds, deep in thought.

"…Mom." Katara muttered in her sleep.

"…Wha?" Zuko whispered back.

"…Mom…it hurts…" she muttered again.

"…So who told you to sleep over there?" Zuko said, "…But, don't you have anyone to contact?"

Katara remained silent, but was heavily breathing.

"Isn't there anyone that can come and pick you up?"

"…Mom…" she mumbled again.

The next morning, Katara slowly rose from her long slumber and removed the damp towel off her forehead as she sat up.

"So what are you saying?! The lawyer didn't even check things out and just went ahead with it?!" Zuko yelled at his phone.

"The mistake and carelessness is the girl's." the person on the other line spoke. "There's no problem otherwise."

"No problem?! What the hell are you talking about?! There already is a problem!" Zuko yelled back. "Are you stupid or something?!"

"Excuse me?"

"Also, if something like this happened, why didn't you tell me first?!" Zuko yelled again and hung up the phone. And right when he did, Katara immediately laid down again and pretended to still be asleep.

Zuko poured some porridge into a small bowl and carried it over to where Katara was. He placed the bowl on the coffee table and went ahead to wake up Katara.

"Hey, you still sleeping?" Zuko asked.

To be continued…

K, well, I'm incredibly sorry for the slow update, but I finally have a good excuse for being so late…ZUTARA!! The trailer!! The hug!!1 I'm sorry, but I'm STILL SPAZZING OVER IT!! :D :D :D

-zkjanie