Disclaimer: I OWN AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER!!! Okay, maybe not…

A/N: Okay, I've had a few requests to continue the story, but all will happen AFTER THE BATTLE. Remember that. It will be 5 years later. Aang and Katara have gotten married and have settled down in Ba Sing Se. They have one daughter named Nami (wave) who is 2 years old. I don't know how far this will go, but soon I'll find out. So much for it being a one-shot... nothing I ever try to stop ever actually stops until I get writers block... stupid writers block. And I want to keep this story T rated, so I didn't describe anything. For anyone who doesn't know what couples actually do on their wedding night, do not ask me, for it would be inappropriate for me to tell you.

Katara put Nami down in her crib. The good thing was that she was already asleep. The bad thing was that this meant she would probably be up early the next morning. She left the room quietly and closed the door behind her. After that, she went to the kitchen and started to make a small dinner for herself and Aang. As she was finishing and sitting down to eat, she ralized that Aang hadn't come in yet. Odd. He always came in as soon as he smelled whatever she was cooking.

"Aang? Dinner's ready." Katara called. Another thing she hadn't realized, however, was that Aang had been hiding in the corner of the room the entire time. He cam up behind her and covered her eyes with his hands. Katara almost screamed, he scared her so much.

"Guess who." Katara pretended to think for a moment before answering, "I really could not guess."

"How about now?" Aang asked before going around her, hands still over her eyes, and kissing her. Katara smiled into the kiss before reaching up to remove Aang's hands from her eyes. He was smiling at her; that smile that had won her heart all those years ago. She smiled back; this was also the smile that had won his heart all those years ago.

After an eternity just looking at each other (it was actually only a couple of minutes) Aang sat down across the table from Katara and began to eat. Actually, he began to stuff his face as if he had not eaten in days, which he almost hadn't. He was supposed to be on a diet for his health, but Katara was considering taking him off it, since it was not helping. He wasn't fat, per se, he just ate all the things that could give him a heart attack or could somehow kill him.

"Aang, slow down! You're going to choke." Katara laughed as Aang looked up at her with a noodle hanging out of his mouth. He really was still a child sometimes, but other times he was just as mature as he looked (which was pretty good, considering he was 17). "You've got something hanging out of your mouth."

Aang sucked the noodle in before asking, "So, has Nami shown any progress with her bending?"

"Aang, she's two years old. She's not going to show anything for at least another year. I mean, she was playing with the water today, and I think she might have been moving it a bit without realizing it, but still." Katara knew Aang was anxious to know how well his daughter would be able to bend, although he had already sensed that she would be a waterbender from the time she was born.

"I know, I'm just curious. Hey, want to re-do our wedding night?" Aang asked suddenly. Katara was caught a little off-guard, for they hadn't done anything like that since they found out that Nami was to be born. Plus, he had just asked her that so casually in the middle of dinner!

"Well, that was a little off topic, but sure. As long as we keep it down, though. I don't want to wake up Nami," Katara replied, which caused Aang to brighten up a lot and continue stuffing his face with renewed gusto. He was soon finished, and dragged Katara off to their room, leaving her plate on the table.

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Katara woke up the next morning and, feeling Aang's arms wrapped around her, sighed contentedly. This was, however, before she found herself rushing to the bathroom.