New story I'm working on. I present to you all my first Kataang chapter story. Not too long, but hopefully not too short., Read and review, kay?

Disclaimer: I own zip. Nada. Nothing but the intense desire to write. Hopefully well.

Sick of Waiting

The clouds shifted in the blue sky, twisting over into new and newer shapes. A breeze blew in the window from outside, and a sigh mingled with its whistling tune. A few strands of sepia hair fluttered lightly in the open air, and Katara took a deep breath, her chin perched on the back of her hand.

She'd been staring outside for an hour now, wondering, pondering, thinking and waiting. She felt lonely that day, but it would all end soon enough. Or so, it was supposed to.

That was the day Aang was coming home.

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After the war had ended 6 years earlier, things had calmed down a lot, not only in the Fire Nation, but around the world. No more armies roamed the streets of Ba Sing Se. Troops had been evacuated from the large city years ago, and the Dai Li were disassembled. Colonies of land had been returned to the Earth Kingdom, though the inhabitants were more than welcome to stay at their homes. The seas were free of scouting ships, and no more patrol tanks had been seen since. A few rebellions against the war's end appeared every once in a while, but they were always taken out with no problem.

The only chore that remained now was the completion of war treaties and diplomatic gatherings of all three nations. Naturally, it was the Avatar's place to attend such events.

The Air Nomad, now 19, had been gone for six months with Appa on a trip to the Fire Nation Palace. It's been such a long time…She wasn't sure how she had managed without him for so long. Though he had sent her letters every week, to let everyone know how things were going on his end, it still wasn't the same.

Katara was glad that Aang had at least had one friend there with him, in whom else but the Fire Lord? She laughed lightly at the thought of them both falling asleep in the meeting room during some general's report. It had happened before. But at least Zuko would get a break too, seeing as he was supposed to come back with Aang. It was definitely time for a vacation.

Katara took a deep breath of the sweet air flowing past her, and decided to take a break from bison watching. She headed back into the main room of the Jasmine Dragon, and immediately felt the stares of eyes upon her.

"He's not here yet," she said as she sat before a tray of teacups. Taking one, she thoughtfully sipped away.

"Don't worry sis, they'll be here soon." Sokka tried to comfort his sister, who was obviously more deflated yet anxious than usual. He hated seeing her worry like this. He had his arm wrapped around his fiance, the Kyoshi Warrior, who passed him a glance of reassurance toward his words. Even he wasn't completely sure.

"Yeah," added in the blind girl sitting by Iroh, "the letter said they'd be in before nightfall. As far as I can tell, it's not even past sunset."

Katara set down her cup and sighed. That was true. Maybe she was over reacting just a bit. They'd be coming soon enough. He'll be back…

But until then, all she could do was wait and try to pass the time. She found her hand reaching down for the pocket of her dark blue dress robe, and then pulled put out a letter. The parchment was very fine and thick, had the Fire Nation emblem in the upper left corner, and was folded neatly into a square. She unfolded it, and proceeded to read the painted words for the millionth time that day.

Hey Everyone!

These meetings are ridiculously boring and I'm sure I'll get kicked out the next time I fall asleep on the table, Avatar or not. So it was agreed that I should take a short vacation to get my energy back up. I'll be coming back home to Ba Sing Se for a month, and I'll arrive in three days on Appa. Oh, and Zuko's coming, too. He actually drools on the table.

See you in a few days,

Aang

His letter had arrived earlier that week, and today she was to see him again for the first time in six long months. She was ecstatic, yet nervous. Aang had become a pretty handsome guy. He was taller, and had grown into his ears a bit. So he always managed to make Katara nervous when he was around… in a good way.

And she couldn't wait to feel that way again.

She pushed the letter back into her pocket and drained what was left of her tea. It was no shock that after so many years, Iroh was still the best tea maker around. The free drinks were a great perk of working in his shop for the summer, not to mention the apartments. She felt that the brew might have even lifted her mood a little. A small smile of nostalgia played across her face.

She couldn't wait.

To be updated soon! :)