A/N- Hullo, I'm new here, but I've been writing fanfics for a while. This is one chapter in a section of drabbles that I'm doing, hope you like it. I love reviews, NO FLAMES. Seriously, if you don't like it, don't comment unless you have CONSTRUCTIVE critism. X_X
I don't own Avatar, if I did, there would be a Book 4. XDDDD
Random person- GET ON WITH THE STOREH! *throws a rock*
Ow. *rubs head* Okay, on with the story! R&R! ;D
How it happened
It was a peaceful, balmy night on Ember Island where Aang and Katara were spending their honeymoon. Fire Lord Zuko had graciously given them a private beach house where they could spend a romantic week just doing whatever their hearts desired. The newlyweds were taking full advantage of their time alone, kissing whenever they got the chance and just having fun with each other. Now it was the last day of their honeymoon and the two were resting on a blanket on the shores of Ember Island, watching the sky and holding hands. Aang's thumb was lightly stroking the back of Katara's hand causing her to smile a little. The atmosphere was calm, the waves crashing against the shore, the chirping of night animals, and the comfortable silence between the content couple. It was perfect. Too perfect, Katara thought to herself, frowning slightly. She suddenly felt the need to do something reckless, on a whim, something random. She turned to Aang, and he, catching the movement from the corner of his eye, turned to her.
"Hey, Aang? I was just thinking," she said scooting closer to her husband. Aang raised an eyebrow.
"About what?" he inquired her, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight.
"I was thinking maybe we could… go swimming or something," she replied enthusiastically. Aang blinked twice in surprise, and then laughed.
"Why not?" he agreed. He pulled off his tunic revealing (much to Katara's pleasure) perfectly toned arms, chest, and abdomen, then rolled up his pants, the blue arrow tattoo blending nicely with his pale skin. He looked over and smirked when he saw Katara admiring him with no shame. She managed to peel her eyes away from her husband long enough to strip off her own clothes revealing her white wrappings. Then she grabbed Aang's hand, pulling him towards the blue swells crashing onto the grey, volcanic sand, laughter beginning to bubble up inside her throat as she dragged him along. She ran straight into the water finding it surprising warm against her skin and let go of Aang's hand causing him to lose his balance and fall with a yelp into the ocean. She giggled when he surfaced, a grin on his face. He decided to himself that it wasn't fair that she was still dry, and with a flick of his wrist, that problem was solved. She gasped in shock when the water splashed onto her unsuspecting self and glared at Aang who had burst out laughing. Now it was his turn to get a surprise. She ran at him and tackled the Avatar making him fall back into a sitting position. Katara took the minute of vulnerability to capture his lips in a kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Once he registered what was happening, Aang closed his eyes and kissed back, deepening it as he did, wrapping his arms around her waist. Katara placed her hands on his chest and began to move down. She reached the fabric of his pants and Aang broke away, having caught on, but still staying close, an amused smile tugging at his lips.
"Katara, are you sure?" he asked. Katara ran her lips over his.
"I'm sure," she breathed. Aang gazed at her, still unsure, but her eyes told him everything.
"Okay," he whispered leaning in and engaging the kiss that began it all.