Genre: Mystery, Romance, Action Adventure, Drama, Comedy
Rating: PG-13, for romance scenes, fighting
Warnings/Disclaimers: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. Secondly, Tsukiko, Ayi, Ayumi, Kya, Sora, Mika and Akako are owned by another person on another site. I used to read her story quite a lot and was able to gain her permission to reproduce this story on another site. So, to clarify, this story was made by kitahikaru, and not me, but feel free to comment on it and I'll pass the comments onto her.

Prologue
It took awhile for me to learn Firebending. But after Katara's reassurance and compassion, I was able to. You see, I might only be the last Airbender and the youngest Avatar, but I don't entirely know what I am supposed to do still. And Firebending is one of my worst fears. I burnt Katara once because of my foolishness and impatience. But now we have returned to a more compassionate understanding.

Fire Lord Ozai was tougher to beat. With Katara near death behind me, I had to think and act quickly. I mastered the Avatar State, but that wouldn't be enough. The Solar Eclipse was going to end in a few hours, and there wasn't any time to just sit and wait for it to end so Ozai would regain his powers to fight a proper battle. I used my Firebending for the first time against an enemy. I won.

You might wonder how a thirteen-year-old boy defeated the Fire Lord with the same element he mastered. It takes skill, trust, determination, and of course, compassion, for one to do something so dangerous. Katara was unconscious by the time I defeated Ozai, and I had to get her out of the palace before something worse happened. I got her out on time; a troop of Waterbenders arrived to help with any injuries, women among them. They took Katara out of my arms and put her straight into a medical tent. I wasn't able to see her for three whole days.

But those three whole days gave me time to think. I was able to realize that I had to tell Katara how I felt about her now. What if she had truly died without knowing that I loved her? I wasn't going to allow it to happen again. As soon as she had awoken from her tiny coma, I was the first one to go in. Hakoda, Sokka, and Toph insisted that I was the first to go in. I had saved her life from the Fire Lord, after all. As I entered, I heard serious coughing, and realized she was ill. The smoke from all the fire that was shot at her entered her lungs, the Healer had told us, and she would be weak for the rest of her life.

I knew Katara wasn't ever going to let something like that keep her down. She sat up on the small cot on the floor and motioned for me to lay with her. I shook my head and just sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her lifeless ocean blue eyes. She was too sick. Katara was sick because she had insisted to come along and help me, and I had allowed her.

"Aang, I have to tell you something," she had whispered hoarsely. She was losing her voice too!

"What? What is it, Katara?" I had asked her eagerly, and I had slowly taken her hand.

"When I was about to die, I was thinking about you. How I hadn't told you sooner," Katara had whispered, and pulled me into an embrace that was full of love, compassion, trust, and so much more. "I love you."

I was ecstatic with joy. Katara was in love with me! I told her the same, and all felt right again for me. But that wasn't the end of our love. When she turned eighteen, and I turned sixteen, we instantly married. Soon after, she gave birth to our first child, Tsukiko, a Waterbender. We loved her so much. Two years later, the twins, Ayi and Ayumi, arrived. They were girls as well, and Waterbenders. Kya came two years later, a Waterbender as well.

Finally, our bundle of joy came two years after Kya. Sora, our Airbender. She was the hope we were waiting for, but it showed just as much as how much we loved her. We loved all our daughters. I just wished I had a son, but Sora sure acted like a boy sometimes as she grew up. She always seemed to end up covered in soot from the fire pit in the middle of the Southern Water Tribe village we lived in. Tsukiko always had her dresses ripped from wrestling her sister to the ground so she wouldn't start running about with the penguins. Katara said she was exactly like me. Mischievious and full of adventure.

I guess all my daughters have something of me inside them. But Tsukiko was more like her mother. Strong, brave, independent, and didn't take anything about her being a Waterbender wrongly. She hated how her cousins, Jiang, Hoku, and Mashi, Sokka's sons, would laugh at how she could 'fight'. Yes, she was just like her mother.

The twins were a mix of both altogether. They were special, yes. They did everything in unison. They were identical, too. Luckily Ayi decided to put a silver streak in her long, black hair so we could tell the difference. Kya was just as sweet as Katara was when it came to care, and she became a great Healer. My children are my life, along with my beautiful wife, Katara. I don't want anything to change.