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      Zuko shook his shaggy hair out of his eyes and snuck another peek at Aang.  The grey eyed junior was laughing as he walked with Sokka and Katara, his friends and almost constant companions.  'Jeez,' he thought, 'would it kill them to let Aang out of their sight for five minutes?'  He had promised himself that he would tell the younger boy about his feelings today, but there was no way he was doing so in front of the boy's friends.  Zuko ignored the feeling deep down inside, the one that felt suspiciously like the relief he felt when his father went on business trips.