Hey everyone this is my first story, so please no flames! It's a kataang oneshot (obviously) told from Katara's perspective.
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender or its characters (even though I wish I did, but sadly no)
Day of Black Sun spoiler warning
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Not The Boy I Once Knew
As we head off to battle today, I have realized my ignorance. Often people say going of to participate in an event this life changing brings upon you new knowledge that all along was ignored time and time again. This was just the perfect example of my new understanding; before I was in the dark and completely oblivious to his games. The sideways glances, the mumbled words, the blushes of bright crimson with each kiss I brought upon him, where his ways of telling me. Him the bright, bubbly Avatar full of life and faced with this life altering war all at the age of twelve that even with his optimism in any situation is too hard for even him to bear. I realized what all those messages said in bright bold letters: I LOVE YOU! But now, as I see him for what might be the last time I need to make my feelings known to him. He needs to realize that I share the same feelings whether it be true love or something come to pass I don't know. I've seen him grow up so much; whether it be his perseverance to accomplish anything and restore hope, like in the north pole and his saving an entire village from a fleet of Fire Navy ships, or how even when in painful and sorrowful times he can be so selfless and will do anything to make the ones around him feel less of the hurt. We have all become a family that even as Avatar Roku said could travel lifetimes and across the wide expanses of the four nations.
But even as I reassess these pieces of information, I can't help but notice that these changes in him make me feel a spark into the pit of my being, as if he brings life to me. The joyous child I once now hold more knowledge and understanding in his twelve years than I believe most can accomplish in lifetimes. I loved him like a brother, like little Momo, but now as he strides up to me on the top of that submarine as we share what could be our last meeting as our family, I feel something else entirely. As Sokka and Toph leave us, we both struggle for words and I tell him. I speak words that have no meaning because what both I and he want to hear is that unspoken understanding in the twinkle of our eyes. I tell him how proud I am of how he has grown and the challenges he has come to meet, but it's all worthless because the love is pouring out. He knows what I am trying to say even if the words aren't there; it's in his expression. As I fight him in his doubts of coming back, he knows it's time. Aang, my love, doesn't know if he is coming back; only destiny does and the moment I broke him from that iceberg our fates where intertwined. He seals his promise with a kiss that neither he nor I was expecting. For a moment, he becomes that boy from the party, the confident young man who didn't have a doubt in the world and I seep into that kiss. But, as quickly as it began it was over and as I saw that determined look on his face I knew he would be back.
He is not the boy I once knew. He has transformed into something more. But, who ever said that change was a bad thing. For all I can see, it can only get better from here.
Thanks everyone for reading my story! I hope you enjoyed it and it was somewhat good for my first story. I'm happy with it. Please review because I would like to see what you all have to say and any comments that could better my writing. So, see you next time now review please and I will give you all pretty flowers (jk)! All right bye