Colours and Confessions
Thank you all for the rave reviews I got for "Feelings".
I hope this story gets the same reaction.
Dedicated to Makato Iwamatsu.
1933 - 2006
An extraordinary actor, father, and husband.
Iroh will never be the same.
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http/ I do not in any way own Avatar. Nick and the creators do. But I wish I did…. There would have been thrice as many fluffy scenes, and some kissing, by now. Go Kataang! Yay fluff!
Side 1 tells me, from somewhere in Nevada, to say hi.
This takes place before City of Walls and Secrets
Chapter 1 (Aang's POV)
Treetops and Moonlight
"Aang?" I looked up. Katara stood above me, slightly to the right, the moonlight shining through her hair, and making her blue eyes sparkle. Blue eyes. That was a seriously bad description. But it was the best I could think of. They were a colour so beautiful, yet so unique, that there was no really solid way to describe it. Like the colour of a calm sea in the morning, when the wind just barely ruffles the surface, making small crests of pure white foam, and the sun refracts though the ripples, making them sparkle and shine like prisms, and dance in the pale gleam, mixed with the light blue of a clear summer's day, and the violet of a clear winter's night. I had only found two things in my life before that even barely came close to the colour of her eyes: a small, bright flower with five petals that I found growing amongst the clover that I found on the slopes of the Southern Air Temple: a lonely little patch of life on the bare rock, and the colour of the sky about us as we sailed on Appa, right before sunrise of the day we made it to the Northern Water Tribe. But neither had even come close. I shivered. Thinking about Appa made me think of how much I missed him..
"Yes?" I looked into her face. Her brows were furrowed, and her eyes sparkled in a way that they did whenever she felt that someone in the group was distressed.
"What's wrong? You've been sitting out here, all by yourself, for hours now. It's late, you should get to bed."
I was stunned that she knew I was depressed. She had a way of reading peoples' thoughts.
"I'm just thinking about Appa. Katara, I miss him so much!" I knew that stating my thoughts would make me feel better, and that since Katara was so caring, and thoughtful for her friends, that I should talk to her. She sat down beside me on the patch of grass, and put her arm around my shoulders. I felt somewhat of a chill run up my spine that had nothing to do with the fact that I was freezing. Her parka was so soft, and seemed to radiate warmth, though to it's wearer, it always seemed to trap heat inside. No wonder she wore it almost everywhere we went. The fabric was soft, clean, and smelt of the violet seaweed lotion that she used every night. That, I had concluded, was what made her hands so incredibly soft, and even through all of her toils as a Bender, and the roughness of the camp, they always stayed that way. Her cheek then brushed against mine, and I realized that her face was incredibly soft and smooth too.
"I know you miss him a lot. I do too. But right now, we've got to focus on getting to Ba Sing Se, because there we might find him, and we need to deliver that news about the eclipse to the Earth King. You have to be strong, and I'm here to help you do that. I always have been since we found you in the iceberg, and always will." She then grinned softly, her perfect teeth glimmering in the moonlight. I couldn't help but feel warm to my very fingertips, and reminded myself that I was so lucky to have a friend like her. In fact, she had always been there for me, through every adventure imaginable, always there to give advice, to support me, and to comfort me when I was sad. I don't think I could have gotten so far without Katara.
And I liked her as more than a friend. Always there for me, and so beautiful, I think I fell in love with her the day I was pulled from the ice. The first things I saw that day were her beautiful, almost enrapturing eyes, her tanned skin, and her soft smile. Now, whenever I looked at her, and I was quite a lot of the time, staring whenever I got the chance, I felt that wonderful feeling that I could only interpret as love. Warmth would spread throughout my entire body as it did now, and I felt giddy, and dizzy, with a fluttering feeling in my chest, which seemed to swell with happiness, exerting pressure on every inch of my body, like a balloon being filled with hot air. The feeling was at it's strongest now as she sat huddled against me, and turned to plant a quick kiss on the top of my head. I gasped, then sighed happily. That was the third time she had ever kissed me, or I her. She pulled me to my feet, embraced me warmly, then offered her hand.
"Come back to camp. You need some rest." We walked hand in hand back through the trees, which swayed in the breeze, the leaves softly rustling.
Whuhahahahaaargh, fluff-a-palooza! Starts sorta like my last fic, huh? But it's quite different in the next chapters. Unexpected allies join with the gang… Rate and Review please!
Next Chapter Katara's POV! Chapters 2, 3, 4, 5, and so on coming up soon! Yep, this baby's gonna be a long one! This whole story will be a bunch of POV's, some short like this, some much longer. Yay!
