Hey guys! Wow, it's been a while hasn't it... Well i know that i should be focusing on writing my most current story Returning Home, but i have decided to try something different since my inspiration is running a lil low on that particualr story. But don't worry, i haven't given up, just postponing for the time being.

So now i'm going to try the Kataang 100 Challenge! I'm gonna try to describe Aang and Katara in 100 words! Whoo! I'm not sure how long it'll take me, but it's worth a shot! Now i know that these aren't sentences but oh well, I can never write short. Here it goes, hope ya guys like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar The Last Airbender...

To Be Desired

Kataang 100 challenge

001. Secrets-

They never kept secrets from each other.

Never.

It was an unspoken rule between them that they would never dare to break.

But as the years passed and his teenage hormones raged on, he couldn't help but let his one secret (the one he had kept from her for nearly two years now) out in the open and he couldn't have been more shocked (or embarrassed) ever in his life.

But what shocked him even more was the fact that she shared his secret as well.

And as they came together in a whirl wind of heated kisses and wandering hands, he couldn't help but wonder…

What other secrets was she hiding from him?

002. Gift-

"When someone gives you a gift," she had once heard, "it is wise to accept it graciously."

So as she mingled and spoke to everyone who had come to celebrate Fire Lord Zuko and Fire Lady Mai's wedding, she had no choice but to except a bouquet of flowers Haru had presented her with. She smiled her sweetest smile and thanked Haru with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.

Little did she know that the best gift she would ever receive in her life would be given to her that very night.

And at the moment, it was clenched in the hands of a very jealous Avatar watching his beloved from across the room.

003. Rain-

He took a deep and soothing breath, for he could feel it coming. Just a few more seconds…

A few drops here, a few drops there.

And suddenly…

They seemed to fall all at once. Splashing and spraying and drenching his face, his clothes, his… everything

From his place on the roof, he could see children laugh and play in the newly made puddles while frustrated parents tried their best to usher them inside before they ruined their clothing.

A few complaints and pouty whines later the streets are emptied and nothing but the patter of rain echoes throughout the village.

However, he embraces the cool liquid; letting it fall onto his forehead, trickle down his neck and complete its journey by slipping off his fingers.

But the calming pulse of rain fell to deaf ears as he heard the faint rustle of clothing come from behind him. He couldn't help but smile as he felt a certain someone sit beside him and release a contented sigh just as he had moments ago.

"Mmmm," he breathed.

"I know what you mean."

004. Dream-

"What do you dream of?"

Toph looked up in surprise as she heard the question ring through the air and break the calming night's silence.

It was directed to her.

"Me?" She asked unsurely, still surprised that they had addressed her; considering that she was the third wheel.

She had accidently walked in on Aang and Katara's "alone time" out on the cliff side. Only wanting to clear her head and feel the warm summer breeze from atop the cliff she had walked out there, forgetting that that was the couple's favorite spot to talk.

So as she mumbled a slightly embarrassed apology and began to head back to the house, they had invited her to join them; which had surprised her greatly.

For the last ten minutes or so, the three of them sat in comfortable silence.

That is, until, Aang had asked his simple yet oh-so complicated question.

"I, uh… I don't really dream. At least I don't think so," she answered softly. A moment of silence then, "it's mostly sounds… just echoing around. Most of the time I hear people talking, like a conversation I had earlier that day or a distant memory…"

"And other times?" Katara whispered.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Other times, I hear… music. Not like an intricate symphony or anything, just different sounds, beats and rhythms I've heard throughout my life." She paused. "I like music."

A few more seconds passed before Aang began to softly pat his legs in a slow, rhythmic beat.

Shortly after Katara started to hum; her voice smooth and steady.

With a soft chuckle, Toph put her hands behind her head and laid back listening to the duo until she drifted into dreams filled with her friends' laughter…

… And the sound of sweet music.

005. Comfort

She couldn't understand what was wrong with her.

She had done it, again.

She unwillingly let herself be consumed by him. Let herself just revel in the feeling of his love for her.

But before she could return his feelings and tell him those three words that she had wanted to tell him for so very long, she pulled away and withdrew within herself.

She let him on and she felt absolutely horrible for it.

So here she was, sitting in a heap on the floor in one of the corners of her room trying her best not to cry.

Suddenly the door cracked open and within seconds she was engulfed in a tight hug and the reassuring warmth of her brother.

"You know," he whispered after a few minutes of silence. "Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down."

Not matter how true, she only wished it would somehow make the pain go away.

006. Fall-

"I told you," he said as he put some ice on his head. "I didn't fall, I stumbled. There's a difference."

Katara only smiled and leaning in close to his head, she gave him a lingering kiss on his swollen bump.

"Whatever you say Aang." She turned and headed back to the kitchen to get some more ice while Aang stared at Katara's fading form with dreamy eyes and a wide smile.

"I don't know Twinkletoes," Toph stated from across the room, awakening Aang from his daydreaming. "I'd say that you fell…"

Just then Katara walked past him and blew him a sweet kiss before she exited the room once again. Aang, however, was too consumed by her sudden show of affection to maintain balance in his chair and ended up falling forward and landing on the very same bump from earlier.

"Like I said Twinkletoes," Toph continued with laughter as Aang struggled to get up from the floor and control his groans of pain. "You've definitely fallen… hard."

007. Hurt-

"What have I done to deserve this?"

"Nothing, Katara. Nothing at all."

"Then why is this happening? Why does it hurt?"

I remain silent. I don't have an answer.

Or at least one that she wants to hear anyway.

I want to tell her that everything will be okay and that I'm here for her and always will be. That I can be the one to heal her newly broken heart.

But I won't dare to utter the words that are hanging from my lips because deep down I know she doesn't want to hear it.

She just wants him back.

"To see him with some other girl… it hurts so, so much. You have no idea."

I close my eyes and slowly shake my head with a disappointing smile she cannot see. Oh, I don't know, do I?

"Katara," I whisper. "One of the hardest things in life is watching someone you love, love someone else." I take a deep breath and stand, my back towards her. I couldn't stand for her to see fresh tears run down my face.

"But if you love someone, let them go. If they return, then they were always yours. If they don't," I begin to walk, leaving her behind on the balcony. "Then they never were."

I just wish I realized that a long time ago.

008. Smile-

"I love your smile."

I turn away from the fruit stand with a single eyebrow raised and an amused smile. "Oh?"

"Mmmhm."

I abandoned the fruit stand to come up behind her and encircle her in my arms. "And why exactly did you decided to share this with me now?"

She turned around and lightly placed her hands behind my neck and stared at my mouth with a smile of her own. "I don't know. I was just thinking and somehow ended up on the subject of your smile so I decided to tell you how much I love it."

I struggled to not laugh as I slowly nodded my head. "Uh-huh, I see. Well, just for the record, I love your smile too." I leaned down and lightly pecked her lips.

She smirked. "And why is that?"

"Well why do you like mine?"

"I asked you first."

"Fine." I took a breath and thought about my answer. "Well," I began with a lazy grin. "Every time someone smiles it is an action of love, a gift to the other person. It's a beautiful thing." I paused. "But on you, it's ten times better."

Her smile grew even wider, if that were possible. "That was incredibly sweet and nothing close to what I was going to say."

"I want to hear it anyway."

"Well," she said as she turned to the people around us. "People will smile at anyone who catches their eye. No matter who it is, it's most people's nature to smile politely and go on about their business." She turned back to me. "But I like yours because you smile at me and mean it."

009. Friendship-

Even if Aang desperately wanted to be more than friends with Katara, he knew deep down that being friends was almost just as good.

"The best kind of friend," he had heard from Gyatso one evening. "Is the one you could sit down with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you've ever had".

And as he laid in silence with Katara next to the camp fire, just watching the stars and enjoying each other's company, he couldn't have agreed more.

010. Wisdom-

"Hahahaha!"

Aang looked up in surprise to see an old merchant standing behind his counter laughing uncontrollably at him.

"Yeah ha-ha very funny," Aang grumbled to himself as he tried to lift himself up from his mess on the floor; which happened to be another failed attempt at trying to impress Katara.

Just as he was almost all the way up, he slipped on the remaining water and fell on his backside with a painful thud.

Another wail of laughter burst from the merchant and Aang glared at him from the ground.

"You know, instead of laughing at me you could at least help me up," he said, growing frustrated with how everything was turning out for him. As if it weren't bad enough that his little stunt didn't even catch Katara's attention (instead Sokka asked her for help to find the meat stand and left right before Aang fell) but now a crazy old man was laughing at him along with a few other passerbys.

The old man wiped at a stray tear from his eye and stared at Aang with an amusing smile.

"Don't you know, boy?" the old man said, ignoring his request for help.

Aang raised an inquisitive brow, trying to forget exactly how annoyed he was with the old man.

He chuckled. "Trying to make someone fall in love with you is about as pointless as trying to control who you fall in love with." The old man chuckled one last time before disappearing into the back of his shop.

And as Aang laid in the bitter, icy water, he couldn't quite figure out if the old man's words were a good thing or not.

So there's the first ten for ya! Hope ya liked them. REVIEWS are always nice and they make my day :)

Okay, so i have to give credit for some of the things i used in here. If you've read my profile, i love quotes. I believe that some of them are more powerful than poems. So of course, i had to insert some of my favorites in here (and most likely throughout the rest of the Challenge). I'm sorry for those who i couldn't find the names and give proper credit to.

Thank you very much:
-All of the Unknown Authors

-Mother Teresa