Here is my next one-shot! It's just some really short and cute Aang and Katara fluff. I might continue this and make a whole Aang and Katara fluff collection of stories! Tell me what you think! And as always, I am more than willing to take requests for stories! And look out for my first Avatar Fanfiction series. It's Avatar, taking place in the modern world. I'm hoping to get the first chapter out by next week. Well enjoy.

Aang: She does not own us. If she did, who knows what terrible things she would do to me.

Me: Yeah, just be glad that I'm Kataang all the way, and willing to give you up to Katara. Because if I were a Zutara fan...

Aang: DONT EVEN SAY THAT!

Aang lied there, awake and bored, while his friends were asleep, and he stared at the constellations which were scattered on the painted sky. He sighed. Restless nights like these, where his mind was constantly running and he could not help but stare at the sky, were quite bothersome. In the mornings, while his friends received a well nights sleep of at least 8 hours, he struggled with his bending practice, and maintaining consciousness throughout the entire day. Being the avatar meant 3 things, in Aangs mind. Dedication, pain, and no sleep. He sighed again.

"Aang? You okay?" Katara's voiced said, filled with some concern. She must have heard him

"Yeah, I'm fine, I guess." He lied.

"Aang, your a terrible liar, you know that?"

"Yeah... I know."

"Aang, tell me what's wrong. Is it anything I can help with." Katara said.

"Well, I'm just feeling kinda lonely, thats all." Aang admitted.

"Oh... do you want to sleep over here in my sleeping bag with me tonight?" Aangs eyes widened as he thought of being so close to Katara. She would really let him do that?

"Um... are you sure?"

"Yes, of course! Come over here!" Katara smiled at him through the darkness of the night.

"Um.. alright." Aang stood up carefully and as soundlessly as possible, careful not to wake the snoring Sokka. Aang crawled in the bag next to Katara, and could feel color in his cheeks rising up rapidly as his legs tangled up with Katara's. He placed a hand on her hips, and another on her shoulder, careful not to accidently touch her breasts, while Katara did the opposite and placed both hands n his chest.

They both sighed with contentment as they took in the comforting warmth of each others body. Aang placed hid head in the crook of her neck and closed his eyes, breathing in the intoxicatingly smell of her bare skin. He loved everything about her, from her sweet personality, down to her smell.

"Is this better Aang?" Katara asked.

"Mmhhm."

"Good."

After 5 minutes of embracing and shallow breathing, Aang said something, which was muffled through Katara's clothes.

"You know Katara.."

"Hmm?"

"I know I'm the avatar and all, and I'm supposed to save the world and become the greatest bender, but a lot of people tend to forget something about me."

"And what's that?" Katara asked.

"That I'm still a 12, almost 13 year old boy who needs a hug or to cuddle, every once and a while."

"Aang, everyone needs to, even when your an adult. Humans were made for cuddles, not violence and solitude. We love."

Aang thought about what she said in his mind carefully. Does Firelord Ozai need love? He is a human too.. so yes. He must have a pretty bad time living like he does, causing war and hatred. He lives off of power and fear, not love. Must suck.. Aang thought.

"Katara, you're right. We are meant to love. Katara... I love you." Aang looked up. She was already asleep. Oh well.. maybe another day.

O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Sokka yawned and stretched as he woke up that morning. As he walked over to his supply pouch, he noticed that Aang was not in the campsite. If he had left, Toph would have felt it in her sleep, and stopped him, but he was still gone. Where was he?

"Aang?" Sokka called out quietly. No response.

Sokka walked across the camp, looking for any sign to where he had gone, when he noticed Kataras sleeping bag. It was much bulkier than it normally was. Sokka went over to he bag, and discovered aang, sleeping comfortably with his sister in his arms.

I wouldn't have it any other way. He thought to himself.. and smiled.