This is dedicaited to all my reviewers and my wonder ful teachers at school who were too stupid to give me no home work.

Plus in my story the ages are Sokka 18 Toph, Aang, Katara 17

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It was now six O'clock, and Katara was no where to be found, he was begining to wonder if he had even heard him. Did she not like him, was he a bad kiss her, did he talk too, much at dinner? All these questions where racing through his head, as it became 6:15 and he was still sitting outside the main entrance of the mall looking for the slightest sign for Katara.

Then h heard a familiar voice from behind him. "Sorry I'm late I had a bit of outfit trouble." Katara stated It's just your s

"No, it's fine I am just so glad you got here, I was a bit worried." He then looked up at her she looked amazing. She wore a tight black rolling stones tee-shirt and a ppair of tight bell-bottom jeans(her favorite pair, no matter what anyone said about them), black and green converse, and a green handbag with a few black skulls on various spots "Well I am sure, glad you resolved your problem." Aang told her with a geeky smile on his face that made her chuckle.

"What?" he asked.

"It's just your so cute." They both blushed.

"Um...How about we go catch a movie, or eat something?"

"Well lets catch the movie, the food here is way too expensive, and I figured we'd be seeing a movie, so i grabbed a few drinks and a bag of popcorn and snacks, so it would be so costly."

"You didn't have to do that I could have payed for it, but that is a really good idea."

"I do it all the time because i refuse to pay 3.50, for something that costs 1.50."

"I admire that." what a sweet dork.

As they started toward the theater, they walked side by side, they were about half way there Aang grabbed her hand and pulled her to the side of the mall down a vacant ally and pushed her against a wall.

"What..." she was interrupted by a pair of warm, heavenly lips against hers in a very quick, clumsy, amazingly satisfying kiss. after a few moments her hands had moved from pinned up against the wall, to clenching her fingers into his back, and Aang went from pinning her hand to putting on hand on the back of her head tangled in her hair and the other hand pulling her in tight.

Katara was surprised at first, but she really got into it, I mean when his tongue entered her mouth, just the way he explored her her mouth, so curious to discovered something new, was enough to arouse. He was so gentle, so loving, she felt like she could trust him even if she had only known him for one day.

But great moments have to end, and Katara was feeling the need for air grow immensely. They broke both gasping for air, still holding each other, staring deeply into each other's eyes.

"What, was that for?" Katara asked again.

"I don't know, mabee it's just that, well..." he smiled big, "Your so cute."

They both laughed.

Except this time Katara was doing the surprising, she silenced his laughing with another deep kiss.

--later on after the movie--

"Wow who could have figured out he was the killer?" Katara asked aang all surprised.

"Us, if we would have payed attention to the rest of the movie." he said with a slighht laugh, realizing they had not watched the beginning or middle of the movie because they where making out the whole time.

"I guess your right, mabee we shouldn't kiss in public." she told him teasingly.

"No, no, I never said it was a bad thing." Aang frantically stated.

"Good, because then I couldn't do this..." She quickly kissed him on the lips.

"Really good." he said opening the door to his passengers seat of his car and gestured her in.

"Thanks, Aang."

"Your welcome."

"You know you are the first guy to do that for me?"

"Really, you must have dated alot of rude people."

"I guess, so." One name in preticular coming to mind, Jet.

Aang went over to the other side of his white car and hopped in. Put the key in and drove out of the pakinglot as soon as they where on the highway, asked, "Where to next, beautiful?"

"I don't know you haven't given me any options."

"Well, there are some fireworks at the beach, in the next town over, we can watch them while we sit on the hood of my car."

"I'd love that, I haven't seen fireworks since I was a little girl." she said with a bit of sadness in her voice. You see the last time she went to see fireworks, was with her mom, the day before she had died, it was katara's forth birthday.

"Are you sure you seem kinda depressed we can do something else."

"No, no, no. I want to go."

"Ok, if your sure." He could tell something was wrong, but didn't want to act like he knew her so well, that may offend her. So he took her.

-- at the beach--

They were getting comfy on the hood of his car, Aangwas holding Katara tight, and Katara snuggled up close to his chest.

If there was one thing that could help her fall asleep, after the insomnia she'd been having for the past 3 years, it wasn't the pills, the 'sothing sounds of the night' cd, it was the beat of Aang's heart, so steady so strong and consitant. She wa almost asleep already.

That was until the fire work started, they were so beautiful.

Just like the ones she hadseen with her mother. All the wonderful memories of that night began to come back, so did the memories of the horrible events of the next day.

She bagan to feel tears roll down her face, smudging her make-up and on Aang's bare neck. She grabbed onto his shirt and began to cry harder.

Aang immediately sat them both up and hugged her as she hugged him back letting her tears spill onto his well formed chest.

"What's wrong, Katara, I am so sorry for whatever I did, please stop crying, I really don't want you to be sad, it's making me sad."

"I'm, -gasp- sorry, Aang can we- gasp, get out of here."

"Of course Katara, do you want me to take you home?"

"No, I can't go home right now. If Sokka sees me crying he'll worry, could you take me to your house."

"Sure, of course, but won't sokka worry, if you dan't come home?"

"I tell him I am gonna stay at Suki's, he won't call her house tocheck on me, to much history there."

"Ok, get in." He was a little hesitant to do this because he never told her he lived alone, I mean she knew he never had parents, but he never told her he lived alone.

"Aang?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

Well another thing he didn't tell her was it was an hour's drive to his house, Katara called Sokka, they talked for a while, until Aang was in the middle of a sentence and he had no responce. He smiled when he heard a sweet snoring coming from the direction of Katara. It was light and sweet but slightly noticeable. She looked amazing while she slept, like a prince, in one of those fairytale stories where he's the prince, and she's the princess, they fall in love the first time they see each other, there may be bumps along the way but it always ends up the same HAPPY.

Aang was a very wise kid he, at 12 found out he was avatar, he saved the world by age 13 and did with the help of Appa, Momo, and his cousin Zuko, or more commonly known as fire lord Zuko to most. Aang had a very messed up past, he had to kill his own uncle first off, but that was only the beginning of his story, so much betrayalaround him. He as luck ey to make itto the age of 17. And now he had this amazing girl. Lucky should be his middle name.

They pulled into Aang's driveway, it was a small two bedroom house, with two stories. When he bought it, it was a piece of crap. But of course Aang saw great potential and character. So he bought and he fixed it up it took him from age 15-17 but now it was the most beautiful house on the block, Aang didn't want just want a house he needed a home.

Katara was still asleep, so Aang carried her up to his room, becaus ethe guest room had no bed yet. As soon as he picked her up she smiled, wrapped her legs around his waist, put her arms around his neck and snuggled up to his chest. He carried her from one end of the house to the stairs on the other side of the house, up the stairs to his room. He laid her down on the bed and covered her up, and kissed her forehead, then began to walk away... When...

He felt a hand grab his rist and a begging voice say, "Don't go, stay with me, please..."

--to be cotinued.--

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