Ok, so this is in case I go on some one-shot crazy, which happens from time to time. Anyway, I figure this would be a whole lot neater then about fifty million one-shots on my account. I don't think any of the one-shots will be linked and if they are it will be noted. They will be mostly Kataang, with Tokka and Maiko, somtimes they'll be Tokka. Anything other than that will most like be noted as well.

Quick note: I will try and post a summary for each little one-shot in the summary, but in case I forget, I'll post on on each one-shot

Summary: Another heartbreak, another visit to the cafe, another rant. Yet somehow the truth slips out in her haste for an answer.

I own nothing but the little storylines, ok, sometimes I do

They were sitting in that café again, all these times and he had not learned how to pronounce the name. Of course she hadn't either, but they both knew where to go when words really needed to be spoken. They were sitting at their usual seat, way back in the corner which people clearly ignored. They had their usual hot beverages; it was just another visit for them.

At the time he was just listening to his best friend of all time, Katara, talk out her current heartbreak. He had done this all the time; this was really nothing new for him, he more then welcomed her rants about whoever had ripped her heart out. Katara had quiet a record going for her, and though the girls at school had their reasons, Aang knew the real ones from the rumors.

Katara was by for the most beautiful girl in their school in Aang's mind, as well as the inter male student body. Her brother, Sokka, was most likely the only thing that stood between her and the hormonal male student body. Of course some boys had managed to slip by and earn her heart, only to completely screw up and have her blow up in their face.

Everything that could possibly go wrong in a relationship had for her. Jet cheated on her as well as move to fast for her, Aang didn't forget the four other girls he cheated on at the same time. Haru somehow turned gay and she was dumped in a very awkward way. Zuko just didn't work out, they really tried but it crashed and burned. And there were countless other things Aang could continue to list but he really never got around to all the little things.

Every heartbreak had brought them back here, and he would just listen. He always did, not even interrupting to point out the fact that she was cursing to much for his liking. He understood that she need to talk herself dry, before asking if she did the right thing from the start. He always told her there was a reason for everything people do, maybe she need that to learn whatever it was she need to learn.

Her most resent ex had taken it slow for a few months, of course he snapped. He rushed her, slightly more then Jet. To Katara's luck, Aang and Sokka were near by, Aang really was, he kinda shoved the dude off. Sokka took it from there, while Aang helped Katara where he could, giving her the message of we'll talk later, which meant they would be here.

Katara sigh as she finished her rant. "I still think Sokka wants to press charges, and I agree, but nothing really happened." Katara said spinning her cup slowly.

"I would press charges." Aang muttered under his breath before talking to her. "Katara, he gave you a rather nice size bruise, not to mention the cut on your arm from the fall." Aang said pointing to her bandaged arm. "And you call that 'nothing really happened'?"

"I know, but I don't have proof he did it."

"I kicked him off you, that doesn't count as eye witness."

Katara groaned in defeat. "Why does every boy in the world want to get it on?" Katara growled, which made Aang look at her funny. "I mean, besides you."

"I don't know whither I should take that a complement or not."

"I don't get it, why can boys be, I don't know, more like you. I mean, you listen to all my ranting and stuff, and you don't complain. You always have time for me, even when you do have plans, and you're always right, but I never listen."

"First off, if every male was like me, then the world who be ruled by women, according to Toph. Not that there's a problem there. And besides you would have too many ears lent to you, it won't be like…" Aang was looking for the possible thing that couldn't mess this up. "…like this." He said looking down.

"But you're perfect!" Katara stopped dead after that, so did Aang. Both looked down blushing. "I mean…I-I-I-I….mean…" Katara's defense was cut short by Aang's lips becoming tangled with hers.

Katara's face was captive in Aang's hands, and he had more then ignored the table between them. Katara's eyes were wide, shocked by the sudden kiss, and while her mind was screaming and hating him, body and soul more the welcomed what he was giving. She relaxed, eyes sliding shut, snaking her arms around him, pulling him closer. It ended all to fast.

Aang seemed to have reality crash down on him, and he let her go. Grabbing his things and leaving without another word. Katara was left there blinking, trying to figure out what would cause him to run off so quickly. She wanted to smash her problems in the floor when she figured it out, she wished she hadn't been dating, she wished she never had. She grabbed her thinks and left as well, heading home.

Even though the calls Katara left piled up, Aang hadn't touched a single one. They hadn't talked all that weekend, and he was avoiding her at school. He seemed to go completely out of his way to avoid her. He gave her the cold shoulder; she figured it was clearly out of fear that she would hate him. In fact it was more the opposite, she didn't hate him, she didn't know it, but all those time he sat there and listened to her, she was falling for him.

Her best friend! The little kid from Kindergarten who doodled arrows on his hands and got in trouble with the teacher. The guy who could actually dance and not look goofy. The little boy down the street who won everyone's heart. The guy who listened and made her laugh. Probably the only guy her brother actually would approve of. The boy who was currently giving her the cold shoulder.

Katara sighed, watching Aang's back in math class, he had moved further up, away from her. The bell rang and he was gone before she could even get up out of her seat. She totally figured he wouldn't be at lunch, so she just didn't go. The school day only dragged on more and more, before it finally crawled its way to the end. Final bell rang and Katara when hunting.

She was determined, which of course usually meant a yelling fight, and people became her shadow. She spotted Aang and charged over, much to everyone's confusion. Aang of course ignored her, doing his best to walk home. She grabbed his arm rather firmly, and he stopped looking down. No words were spoken, they kinda just stood there looking down, collecting possible things to say.

"I should probably start heading home." Aang said, reaching to remove her hand.

"Don't." Katara snapped, and he froze looking at her.

"Look I wasn't thinking Saturday morning…" Aang started.

"Screw Saturday morning! I really don't care if you were thinking or not!" Katara stated firmly still looking down.

"Katara?..." That was about as far as her got, before being yanked down to her lips. It was his turn to be shocked, and they really didn't hear the whole little crowd behind them gasp, or the whispers that it was about time. Once Aang relax, his mind let the crush he had hidden so well for the best years of their friendship take over. The semi disappointed, semi satisfied crowd, dispatched to catch their needs of transportation.

Katara and Aang pulled a part shortly after that, walking toward where they usually met Sokka, hand in hand.

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