Okay. First story, so be nice on me. I try to fix all of the problems, and if there are any, tell me. I don't have the best memory.
About 4 days after the Ending of the movie.
Disclaimer:I do not own these caracters.
Katara sat on her bed in the Palace, trying to sleep. It was way after her bedtime, and she was still trying to go to sleep. But no matter what she tried, she could not fall asleep. For the last couple of nights, ever since the war ended, she had terrible dreams, and then she would not be able to go back to sleep. This was one of those nights. She had fallen asleep peacefully, but then the dream had started.
Katara sat next to Aang on the dock, listening to the waves splashing under their feet. She turned to him, looking at his profile. Suddenly his profile changed, and he was rotting, his face becoming a ugly color. Katara screamed as he slumped over, dead. She heard a laugh, and she looked up. Fire Lord Ozai was standing above her, his face a smile. Out of his ugly mouth came a laugh that would make the evilest person cringe.
That had been it, and Katara had woken up with a start. She hated these dreams. She knew Aang was alive and well, but her brain kept showing her these possibilities of what could have been. She had worried that he could have died, and her brain was haunting her with what she had thought.
Slowly she got up and walked over to her door. She opened it slowly, trying not to make a sound. She snuck down the hallway and came to Aangs door. She opened it and snuck in as quietly as she could. She looked over at Aangs bed, and saw his sleeping figure. He looked so sweet and innocent that she temporarily forgot he was the most powerful bender on the planet. Katara walked over to his bed and sat down at the end. She watched him sleep for a while, his chest rising and falling as he breathed. She stood up and walked to the other side of the bed. She lifted up the sheets and crawled under, snuggling up to Aang. Before she knew it she had fallen asleep, her arms wrapped around Aangs torso.
Aang woke up feeling very warm. He looked down at his chest and saw Katara's long hair splayed out across him. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. He laid his head back and watched as the sun came up and lit up the ceiling above him with the most amazing colors. He looked back down a Katara, and got an idea.
He shook her gently, stroking her hair.
"Katara, wake up. You have to see this."
Katara's eyes opened and Aang grabbed her hand and pulled her out on the deck connected to his room. She was still sleepy and slighty disoriented as Aang came to a stop and the railing. She rubbed her eyes slowly and looked out at the sunrise. She squinted at the bright light and rubbed her eyes again.
"Aang…"
"Just look Katara."
She gave in and turned to watch. They stood there hand in hand as the sun came up and a display of brilliant colors splayed across the sky. She smiled to herself. The colors were brilliant and she was glad she had woken up. She turned to look at Aang. He had been watching her and as she turned her head, he kissed her. Katara was caught off guard, but she returned the kiss anyway. When he pulled back she smiled at him and laid her head on his shoulder. His arms wrapped around her waist and rested his head on hers.
"Good Morning Katara."