This Night……. Is Forever Held In Our Hearts

Well, I'm here. I've debated on posting fanfiction for a long while, and in the past few days……. Well, I've been looking for a path out. This may be it. I Role-Play, so I don't think it will end up to bad. This is to be the night before the final battle between Aang and Fire Lord Ozai. It contains multiple pairings and Lemon for each chapter. Parings: Kataang, Soki, and Maiko. I welcome reviews, and constructive critisism. Just go easy on me……. First time.

Chapter One: What do you see, on the horizon?

Aang looked blindly along the horizon. The sun was going down, and here in the west…….. the sunset was breathtaking. Shades of scarlet and yellow filled the wide open space around The Western Air Temple. Aang took his knee up to his chin as he strode into deep thought about what was to come in just a few hours. "I've failed too many times………. no more. Third times the charm I guess…….. So many good things come in threes. I almost die by Azula, then outwitted by her." His face contorted in frustration. "I'm going to find him and face him….. And if I triumph or fall….. that's just what is going to be. No more running, no more hiding, nothing but what is in front of me at this moment."

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The water came freely, without much resistance. Its how she liked it. After Hama, every time Katara bended water, it seemed that it was just a bit heavier than before. Standing up, Katara looked down at her summer clothes. Washed, but yet still very wet, she moved her hands in front of her and outstretched her fingers. Small streams of water came upward from her garments, and as fast as they had gotten damp, they returned to their natural dry state. "Thank god for bending…. if this was back a couple of years ago... I would have to wait hours for this stuff to dry."

Her thoughts strayed to Aang. He had gone up above the temple, and had been there all afternoon. She understood that he needed to reflect on the upcoming fight. So prepared for the eclipse……. They had gotten so far, and then Azula…… beat them again, this time in brainpower. It sickened Katara. If she knew one thing, it was that Azula would die in the next battle. Again, her thoughts strayed to Aang himself. After he had kissed her before the last battle, she was so conflicted about him. Now it seemed that she could not stop thinking about him for more than 5 minutes. However, they had not talked about their innocent moment since. His training had taken most of that time. She longed to talk to him alone about it. She longed for his lips once again.

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Walking made him feel more relaxed. So tense he could freak out at any moment, Aang found that he was feeling a bit less stressed out when he walked somewhere. It just held a feeling of going somewhere new. Somewhere with less pain than the previous. His thoughts turned to the Gaang, with Toph ready for anything, Sokka forever willing to save his father and the members of the water tribe, and Katara. "Katara…….. what is she thinking about…… she has to be a bit worried….. its just her nature." Ever since Katara and Toph fought, he had been thinking about Katara's role in the Gaang. She was a mother to everyone. She worried about everyone. However, it seemed that after they had kissed, she was behaving differently towards Aang. Somehow that reassured him that she held something more for him.

-Click-Swoof-

His blue glider slid out from the staff, and Aang bent down for his flight down to the Temple, and back to Katara.

"I'm going to tell him tonight…… he deserves to hold my love with him when he faces The Fire Lord." Her left eye spotted the faint outline of a figure moving toward her. It had to be Aang, since he was the only one here other than Appa that had the ability to fly. She smiled without really noticing it; he had come just at the right time, at least for her. The figure slowly became more detailed, and the outline of Aang's features came into view. "It's now or never…"

She was there, ready for him. "If I don't tell her now…. I don't think I ever will." He arched the glider upward, and set his feet down upon the edge of the temple floor. Deactivating the glider, he set it upright on one of the pillars. Tilting his head around, he eyed Katara staring at him with her cool, innocent, light-blue eyes.

"Katara, I---" "Aang, I—"

They looked at each other looking a bit nervous. Their eyes shifted from the ground to each other. Moments passed before Katara spoke up. "I wanted to talk to you Aang, for a while now. I wanted to tell you…….." "That I love you." Aang finished what they both wanted to say. Suddenly, it seemed that control and nervousness had been defeated. Katara was in his arms, kissing him like his lips where the water of her prolonged thirst. So much seemed to be answered by that moment of pure bliss.

Neither of them knew when they broke apart. It as dark, and the moon had risen up from the horizon. Aang looked at her and brushed a hand along the loop of her hair. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that, Katara. How long I've wondered if you felt that same way."

"I never really was sure until you kissed me on the submarine. I was so conflicted on what I felt before that…… it's hard when you trying to hold the group together. I never really had time to think about my feelings. I guess that's why I'm a bit bossy sometimes, eh?"

Aang chuckled. He thought about back in the Desert, when Appa was taken, how he had not been the best person he could have been. He had let the torn piece of him fester into something he wasn't. Katara had to take up the position of the glue that kept them from being at each others throats. "That's one of the things I love about you… you always find a way."

Katara blushed. Since she and Toph had fought, she had wondered about the line between holding the Gaang together, and being overly zealous in dictating the way they should behave. She was only 2 years older then Aang, after all. Most of her life had to be so mature. She had to adapt to responsibility much faster, and in doing so, had lost the freedom and innocence of being young.

Aang kissed her again, but this time, moved his hands down her chest. He wanted to feel her warmth, her whole body. He wanted her to be his. Katara looked at him playfully, a longing panging at her feelings. However, her better half told her that this was wrong somehow. "Aang….. I don't know about this…. Where so young…. Are you sure you want to go there?" Aang seemed to understand that where that where going, there was no going back. "After tomorrow, we may never be able too. I want this night to be the most it can be. You deserve to now how much I adore every part of you."

She still looked skeptical, like some higher essence was holding her back. "So do I Aang. I want to explore every part of you. I want to see you in the most intimate ways possible. Its just I don't want to do anything that we might regret." He nodded and spoke again. "Everyone had got to take risks sometime, Katara. We only get one time to be here. I got a new chance because if you, and I intend to return the favor."

His hand crept up, and felt the curve of her body. Her clothing was loose around her, and it seemed to be freshly laundered. His head came down to her neck, and he sniffed the fragrance she had on. It held the essence of fire lilies, and poked even more at his arousal. His lips met the soft skin of her shoulder, and he kissed her around the neck.

What was there to care about anymore? She loved this. She needed his touch. Her skin felt at home with his hands, and her skin melted under his kisses. She closed her eyes as her moved his hands to her gown knot, and undid it. Gentle as he could possibly be, he slipped the sleeves down her arms, and left her with only the simple white cloth over her breasts. She suddenly realized where they where. Out in the open, just inviting people to see what they where doing. She stood up and grabbed his hand, as seductive look upon her face. They ran down the hall, hand in hand, until they found the door to Katara's room.

Aang smiled as he realized why she had decided to move their little escapade to a safer location. Sokka might not approve of what they where about to do. Then again, who was ever ready to accept new things? The door swung open, and Katara pulled him in, slamming the door closed behind her. She was beyond reasoning with what was happening. It seemed that they both had decided to abandon logic and take allegiance to lust and primal desire. It was her turn to explore. Practically throwing him on the bed, she ripped the shirt he was wearing off, displaying his chest. Oh, was he a sight to behold. Long had she admired his body when they had stopped to bathe and swim. He was a strong, tone man. She kissed him up to his mouth, and moved her tongue around the tips of his teeth.

He couldn't ask for much more. It was even better then he had ever imagined. The girl that he had met in the iceberg, the one he had longed to now this closely, wanted him, and nothing but him. He was the focal point of her entire existence now, and she his. He flipped her over, surprising her somewhat at his ferocity. He undid the white cloth, and her topless form intoxicated Aang. They where perfect. Just big enough, and as soft as silk. He cupped them in his hands, feeling her nipples perk up and her breasts to became more firm. She let out a soft echo of pleasure and longing, and arched her back as her took a nipple into his mouth and suckled it.

After a while, Katara opened her eyes, desire filling the blue eyes with a fire that needed to be soldered. She looked down at Aang's bottom garment, and spied that he was more than ready for something a bit more provocative. She moved her hands to his pants, and shoved them down his legs. She smiled at his manhood, which was bigger and longer than she had thought before. "Aang….. don't tease me anymore. If you going to make love to me, just do it." He looked down at her, and smiled. "Anything, you wish…."

He stood up and gently started to undo her undergarment, and after what seemed to him to be a couple of moonless nights, she laid open to him. Completely bare of resistance, she was his forever.

Katara watched as her lover came over to her exposed womanhood. This felt right. Like some forgotten prophesy was being fulfilled for the better of the world. She adored Aang. He was the only person she who had ever truly understood her in a way that made her equal. He moved on top over her, his manhood touching the jewel at the gateway to another place entirely. "For you, Katara."

He took her bottom with his hands and with one graceful fluid motion, moved inside her. It was like nothing Aang was prepared for. The pleasure of being one with her. She grimaced a bit as he entered, but soon started to moan his name. She continued to her loader as he thrust into her, letting go of all restraint. "Oooo…….. Aang…… oh god……. "

"Katara…… yes…"

They switched places, with Aang lying down while Katara rode him. He pulled her bottom down on his member every time it came up, and the sound of her body smacking on his sacs filled the room. Every minute saw more intensity, more raw passion from both of them.

"Yes, Aang….. how could I have said no to this…….. oooo…… Aang…… don't stop….." Katara was in ecstasy. She was so close. His hands moved from her bottom to her breasts again, and he squeezed them. It drove a shiver down her spine. She couldn't hold back any longer. "YESSSSSSSS……….." Her juices came in a rush down around Aang's manhood, and her womanhood shook. It tightened even more around his member, and he to, could not stand it any longer. His seed erupted from his manhood, coating her womb with his fluid. After two more thrusts, he at last empted himself within her, and she collapsed onto his chest.

They fell asleep, not even aware that they where still embracing each others bare bodies. The moon mad its revolution, and moonlight gave way for the bright orange and yellow of sunrise. A window slit let a ray shine down upon Katara's face, and she stirred. "Never will we be apart now, my love. Even of you don't make it through today, you always be with me." She bent down, moving a lock of her hair away from her mouth, and kissed him.

Aang opened his eyes to the feeling of the lips he knew so well now. "Good morning." He smiled and kissed her again.

"I love you, Katara of The Southern Water Tribe. I loved you ever since I first saw you in that iceberg. I wish I could just stay her with you, and never have to deal with hate again, but we both know that for that future to ever have a chance, I have to face my destiny."

Katara looked at him with pride. "Go, Aang. I'll be there with you. We will never be separated now. I will follow you to into the fire."

He turned and watched the sun rise. "Forever into the west, my love, I will forever be in the west."

Well, there it is! My first ever fanfiction chapter is finished. I'm really happy with it, even though I realize that it is probably going to have some problems. I welcome all constructive criticism, but please don't flame. That can come after a few stories and its just me being lazy.

I don't know when I'll get time to work on the next chapter, but it will be within the next few weeks. (Finally, some SokkaXSuki Lemon!)