I own a lot of things, but I do not own avatar. I mean seriously, if I did, I would be focusing on writing the show right now, not writing a fanfic. But, without further wait. Here you go!
It was only when they were flying into the horizon on appas furry back that Katara started to think about the wonderful things that have happened to her in the past year. The more she thought about it, the more she thought about that wonderful boy who gave all of it to her. She marveled at him and how he never asked for anything back from her. She thought deeply about it, she needed to find a way to say thank you the best that she could. She passed into a dreamy sleep with the thoughts of her loved one floating around in her head.
Her dreams drifted deeper and deeper through all of all of the wonderful memories they have had together.
Aang was just looking at Katara, just looking at her with those innocent grey eyes. He had his arms wrapped around her. His loving brace consumed her. She felt like she was in haven. Se was finally in his arms where she belonged. She just stared at him, for what seemed like an eternity, but it was an eternity well spent. Then suddenly, the light and life and emotion in his eyes just faded away. His eyes were still there, but they were so... lifeless.
Confused, Katara looked around to see Ozi smirking behind her loves now dead body, smirking. All Katara could do was cry and cry for what seemed like an eternity, this eternity though, was definatly not well spent.
"Katara! Katara! Wake up! Are you okay?"
Katara looked around her new surroundings. She was lied in a sleeping bag on the beach. Appa had already landed and Toph and Sokka were setting up camp. Katara found this comforting that she was back where she felt best. She peered up to see the young worried avatar next to her. This made her feel most comfortable of all. It didn't matter where she was, when she was with him, she felt her best. She looked deep into his eyes, which yet again were filled with life. This relieved Katara to think everything that just happened was a dream.
" You just a bad dream that's all. Don't worry."
Katara could kind of assume it was just a dream, but what he said, even though she already knew it wasn't a dream, were so soothing. It made her feel alot better.
"You want to talk about it?" He beckoned, his face turning from worried to curious.
" It was awful Aang. We were together and you were holding me..." Katara quickly closed her mouth realizing that she was about to unload all of her feelings to Aang right then and there. She couldn't just let that happen. She cursed to her self.
"And" Aang persisted curious why she abruptly ended the story.
Katara could only think of how cute he was when he was curious. She wouldn't have to worry about him finding out she loved him. He was never was good with understanding that stuff.
"I... um..." Was all I managed to beckon out.
"It's okay if your not ready to talk about it, but I am always here for you. You know you can tell me anything." With that he gave her a hug and walked away.
Katara just sat there.
He's right. He is always there for me. I trust him in every way. I should be able to tell him I love him. But I just can't. And I don't know why.
There you guys go! This is my first fanfic, so please, no flames! Don't worry, Katara will fess up eventually. More Kataang coming up. Please, comment and review!