Hey guys! This is my first fic on this platform so I do hope you like it! Please review when you have finished reading, it's the best thing you could do for me as a reader :)

Also, I know ATLA was released really long ago but I re watched it recently and I can't help but write out some of the ideas that are stuck in my head. It is after all a far beyond AMAZING show!

Alrightyy, lets get on with the fic! It was meant to be a one shot but it was too long, so i separated it into different chapters. Sorry if some are pretty short!

short description: the story picks up right when the show ends, and tells about a reunion dinner about 15 years later.

Disclaimer: nope, I don't own avatar: the last airbender. don't think any of us here do :")

Basically anything you recognise isn't mine.

Aang blushed and turned to face the setting sun. The horizon of Ba Sing Se was painted with streaks of orange and yellow, as the sunlight slowly faded away.

"Not so confused anymore, are you?" He grinned, looking at Katara. She rested her hand on the railing and sighed.

"You know, Aang, I wasn't really confused." She confessed. Aang raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

She flushed red and scratched her head. "Sorry I mentioned it. I'm not sure if you want to talk about it."

"No no no, it's okay, you can always tell me anything, Katara. I promise not to be mad."

She hesitated. "Well, back at the theatre, i know I said I was confused. I just didn't know what to think, because sozin's comet was just a few days away."

"But because of that, it also meant that I could...lose you. I didn't really want to admit to myself, or anyone, that I loved you, because i wouldn't have been able to take the pain of another person close to me ...dying. I know it was selfish, so I'm really sorry if I hurt you that night." She took a deep breath and searched his face for any hint of anger, only to find none.

He was just stunned. "Not like a brother...right?" He asked cautiously.

She laughed. "No! Of course not!"

Aang smiled. "That's okay. What matters now is that the war is over and that we are fine."

Katara grinned, relieved. "Thanks, Aang. We should go back inside now."

"Okay."

They walked hand in hand back into the tea shop.

As they entered, no one seemed to notice them, except for Toph, silently smirking at her corner. Aang ignored her and went over to the crowd where his friends were.

"Come on Aang! Tell them that my painting is good..." Sokka desperately tried to tell Aang, but was interrupted by several protests.

Aang laughed. "I'd say it isn't too bad!"

Sokka smiled as if Aang had said his drawing had been the best he'd ever seen. "Hah! Hear that guys? The avatar said my painting's good! Bazam! In your faces!"

His friends just groaned and left the table.

Katara walked over. "Aang, you should have just told him that his painting was terrible. People don't like an dishonest avatar." She said and burst out laughing. Aang chuckled.

"I know."

theres the first part! please review if you liked (or didnt like) it!! :)