"I'm gonna be sick," Zuko tried pulling away from Katara and sukis strong grips as they dragged him on the sidewalk.

"Your going, I don't care, your going," Katara growled as Sokka and Aang came up and started to push Zuko from the back.

"I don't even get a cigarette after thiiiis," he whined like a child as the four struggled to make him move, he was close to escaping.

"Oh my god it's only been two days since you quit and it smells like shit anyways!" Katara snapped at him.

"But it taste like luxury and privilege!" He yelled back but suddenly Sokka grabbed him under his arms as Suki and Katara grabbed his feet.

"No!"

"You're going back to your uncles! You need your medication and your stupid cat!" Katara held his leg as Zuko slumped down so it was completely dead weight they carried.

"Don't call my cat stupid, stupid," Zuko pouted as Aang walked ahead.

"God your so fucking heavy," Sokka grunted at the dead weight he had to carry alone on one side.

"Sokka he has a lot more muscle mass than you," Suki told her boyfriend softly and he pouted as well.

"And I bet he has an ass!" Toph laughed from the back as she walked a large dog.

"Toph!" They all screamed.

"She's not wrong,"

"I feel very violated right now," Zuko had his arms crossed as he gave up fighting and let them carry him.

"Go into that tea shop and talk to your loving uncle or I'm having him over for dinner tonight," Katara dropped him on the corner as Sokka and Suki let go as well. Two buildings away from the tea shop.

"How?" Zuko made a face not getting up from the ground.

"I have his phone number," Katara smirked.

"Now go!" She pulled his hands with a whine but fell back when he stood up.

"You're all the worst, I hate you," Zuko glared at the five but they all gave him a thumbs up instead.

"Are the bruises still pretty visible?" Zuko ran back over to Katara.

"No?" She lied.

He groaned loud and over dramatically while putting his face in her shoulder. She giggled patting his head.

"God your such a baby just go," Suki pushed him away and kicked him in the back to make him go forward.

Zuko clenched his hands as they started to feel sweaty, he walked forward as his felt like he couldn't breathe. What if his uncle kicks him out? Hates him? He was on a trip and came back with him moving out to his abusive father. How could he even consider letting him come back.

He stood outside the door and felt like throwing up immediately.

"I guess this could just be the worst day of my life then," Zuko whispered to himself and walked inside. Cant get any worse that this.

"Uncle?" He closed the door behind him and saw the old man sweeping as it was almost closing.

"So you decided to come back?" Iroh didn't bother looking up at him. Zuko could feel his heart pounding.

Zuko inhaled deeply and walked up to the shorter old man and knelt down, then bowed down to him with his hands flat on the ground and forehead pressed against the wood floors.

"I'm so so sorry uncle, I never wanted to leave," Zuko rasped keeping his eyes closed.

"I don't expect you to forgive me but I just wanted you to know how sorry I am, I hated myself for allowing father to contact me and engaging," his throat started to hurt.

"Please, I'm so ashamed for not being the man you raised me as, I don't know how I could ever make it up to you," he felt tears prick the corners of his eyes as it stung in his throat to speak.

Iroh knelt down to him and brought him back up by his shoulder, he looked at the bruise on his nose and on his cheek.

"I wasn't mad," Iroh smiled gently. "I was sad thinking I lost you,"

Zuko let out a shaky breath as he wiped his eyes quickly before tears even fell.

"I'm getting better, I'm trying," Zuko sniffled a little.

"Because your not alone anymore," Iroh chuckled and motioned to the window behind him. Zuko glanced over and immediately turned red seeing all five of the teens were watching, they looked panicked seeing they were caught but offered thumbs up for motivation.

"I've been staying with Katara for a few days..." he closed his eyes feeling very warm now.

"Her and her brother... their friends.. they've been welcoming, knowing a little of my situation," Zuko sighed as they both got back to their feet.

"I do have to tell you something though uncle... the reason I went with Ozai was because zhao held Katara at gunpoint, because I was working with him... but I am done with it all, I don't anymore," Zuko explained quietly and Iroh nodded.

"I knew you were working with Ozai, your a terrible liar," Iroh smiled brightly and motioned for all the teenagers to come in.

"I'm making dinner upstairs, your all welcome to join, I made beef stew," the old man smiled happily with his hands clasped together and Zuko blushed covering his face.

"We'd love too, thank you Iroh," Katara skipped over and hugged zukos arm as a 'I told you so'.

"I'm actually vegetarian..." Aang raised his hand from the back as he took appa from Toph.

"I haven't added the beef yet, and I actually used vegetable broth with it, it has potato's, carrots, all those sorts with it, and I can make you a side of white rice so you don't leave hungry," Iroh chuckled motioning for them to follow up the stairs. Aang smiled relieved a little as Katara brought him with.

"Thank you," Zuko wrapped an arm around Kataras shoulders as he whispered in her ear.

"I told you," she giggled patting his hand that hung off her.