Thank you so much for reading, I hope that you will like this part of the story. It should be about five or six chapters long. As this is part of the story is a rewrite, it should not take very long between chapters. I also want to apologize, as I said I would have this up-dated by Friday, but I had work for school to get done, so it took me a little longer.

The stars hung in the dark night sky, giving off the only little into the room Toph and Aang currently occupied. It was large room in the palace at Omashu; it was the same room Toph stayed in whenever she was here. It was also the same room Aang had come in through the window off, to get her to come with him to track down Long Feng. While only a few years in the past, that event seemed like a lifetime ago. So much had changed, they were different people.

"Do you really have to do that." Aang lay on large the bed, covered in thin white sheets, and numerous pillows of various sizes, holding his upper body up with the strength of his arms.

"Yes." Her answer came with and an added faint laugh. "You're the one that started this, so go on." Toph lay, a slight grin on her face, in-between Aang arms, with her hands lifted up, covering Aang's eyes.

Since they had been married a year ago, a year ago tomorrow to be exact, Aang had become obsessed with getting to know Toph as well as he could. He found that the more he got to know her the more he fell for her; there was no one like her. Deep down he knew this was not a wise thing to do. At least not till he knew really were they stood.

"Where should I start." He smiled a little now.

"Work your way up, like always." Even thou he couldn't see her face, he knew she had her evil grin spreading across it.

One of the things he found out about Toph was that she could, and did at any opportunity that she was given, would turn what he said into something that seemed rude or dirty. She did this just to make him embarrassed, and uncomfortable. He had grown up as, and was still a monk after all. Then all she would have to do was give him a real smile and he forgave her. He most likely would forgive her anything at times. Within reason of course.

With a faint sigh, he started. "You have a burn, on the ball of your right foot. You got it when you went to try and speak to Zuko." She nodded her head a little. "I always thought that was really brave of you." Aang slowly moved his head down to kiss Toph.

"Just stick to the scars." Toph used her hands that still covered his eyes to push his head back up a few inches.

"The one on your left thigh. The first and only time you ever got hurt at the earth rumble." He could just feel her smile, despite herself at this. He himself found it surprising that Toph didn't have move scars, especially from when she was first starting to earthbend. Her train had left him with his fair share of scares.

It was a well-known fact that earthbenders, especially during their training, got a lot of scars. That of course came from bending the most solid element. Because of this they had a very thick skin, and high tolerance for pain. The same way that airbendrs had a large lung capacity, waterbenders didn't feel the cold, and firebenders could stand the heat. These where just thing they had to do, for their body's to be able to tolerate the effects of bending their element. He had always done as well that earthbenders had very rouge, callused hands. He noticed his hands becoming rougher as he became a stronger earthbender. Toph's hands on his face, however were soft.

"There is one on your back, which goes all the way down your spine. It's very thin. Jet gave you it, when he stopped you from crashing into a wall with his hook swords." He knew that she would be scrunching up her face at this one. He wished he could see her face now, she always looked cute when she was annoyed. Having to be helped at anything always annoyed her. The memory of Jet, a future that very was, also showed on her face.

"Left shoulder. Azula on the day of back sun. She dislocated your shoulder, with a lightning bolt." Toph felt Aang clench his hands, that rested by her head. If the detached tone, and matter of fact way that he spoke hadn't told her how he felt about this scar, then that action would have.

"Right shoulder. That was me, when you were helping me with firebending. Sorry." He closed his eyes under her hands.

"Whatever, how many times have I hurt you in training." If he could see her, he would have seen a genuine smile directed at him.

"Under you're.."

"Your forgetting one." her voice was forceful, but gentle. Aang thought she had learned that from Katara, but over the last year he realised it was all her.

"On your stomach." No one else would have heard his words.

"It's ok, how did I get it." Again her tone was forceful, yet gentle.

Toph felt his eyes close again, under her hands. His long eyelashes tickled the palm of her hand. He didn't know why it was important for him to say what they both already knew, but he did as she asked. "You were stabbed, on our way to the fire nation capital." She now felt him let out a sigh of relief.

Lifting her head up to reach his, Toph kissed Aang. A kiss he gladly returned. Almost three years since it happened and he still reacted like this every time he was made aware of that scar. This was one of the things that made Toph think she could fall for him. He really cared about her, the real her. It was him or no one. She could only see herself with him, no one else. That didn't help her make sense of what they were however.

"You're not finished yet, keep going." Toph spoke as she rested her head back on the pillow.

"Under your left eye. It was from a piece of metal that came loose on the air ship. The metal got into your blood, infecting it. You had to bend all the metal together then bend it down to your left hand. Where you have the scar from bending it out." Toph hadn't let anyone know about these scars except Aang, and she had only told him recently. After the battle was over there had been too much going on to tell anyone, and the last thing she wanted was for people to be fusing over her. So she just dealt with it on her on. It was the first bit of healing with bending she had ever done.

It seemed odd to Aang that he didn't have the same reaction to this scar, as he did to the one on her stomach. He put it down to the fact that he didn't know anything about it at the time. Also he blamed himself for what happened to her, in both situations, but more so the second scar.

Aang lifted his left hand up, so he could run his fingers over the long thin scar on her left hand. In doing so he lost his balance, and fell to his right. Toph let out a faint yell, followed by a muffled ;laugh, as she tried to hold it back. His head now rested on one of the many pillows next to Toph's head. He finally got to look at her. He was reminded of the way she looked, on the first night they had been married. The moon in her hair and her eyes like stares.

He moved in to kiss her, but she had moved her hand to cover his mouth "You're don't done yet."

Aang took hold of her by the waist, pulling her towards him, he rolled onto his back, lifting her on top him as he did. "You have one on the back of your head, from when you blocked me hitting a mound of earth."

"Well done." He now got his prize, a kiss from his wife.

"Why don't you try and..."

Toph knew what he was going to say and cut in "Because, you don't have a lot of scars it's not really a challenge."

As pay back for her comment, Aang ran his hand up her back, along her spine. Even with her jade nightdress acting as a barrier from his touch, Toph still squirmed as he did this. She was very sensitive to being touched on her spine, only Aang knew this and used it to his full advantage. He lowered his hand down her spine, pulling her closer so she couldn't squirm. A few minutes later they were laying curled up , trying to stop themselves from laughing anymore.

"I love you."

He didn't know why he said it, the words just came out. He watched her face change, becoming uncomfortable. She gave a small nod. She looked like she was about to say something, so he quickly kissed her, then pull away, turning away from her. He gave her an out.

Toph feel asleep not long after this. Aang turned his head over to look at her. He thought he would have felt worse about what happened, but he didn't. What they had been doing, talking about stopped him for feeling defeated. He knew that he was the only person that had seen her scars, that knew about most of them. She also had a few large freckles on her back, and lower neck, that he too was the only person to ever see. Toph herself had very seen these marks, that where such a part of her. That he had was special.

Feeling braver he held her close, as he lay next to her. He watched her sleep, concentrating on their heart beats. That beat in perfect time with each other. He kissed her forehead, and smiled. Having for the first time real hope for what he had planned.

Thanks for reading. If you have been reading for part one then I hope you are liking the way it is going. I have up-dated the second chapter too, so this would come up as a new up-date.