The stream of water flowed through the air like a bird. It fell and flew gracefully through the cool air of the North Pole. It started small, but its master continued to build the stream till it was longer than his body. He swirled the water around his slim figure. Starting at his feet and slowing moving up till it was at eye level. His ice blue eyes searched the strands of liquid for blemishes, but nothing was more pure than the water he was handling which made bending all the easier. He eased it up past his head, but it was soon tangled in his short black hair. Maybe I'm not perfect yet, he thought. He stripped his hair of the water and continued the swing it through the air.

"Osia!" an old waterbending master called.

"Yes, Pakku?" Osia asked. His focus on the water stayed strong.

"It's no time for games!" he yelled. "You don't have time to play with your water whips."

"I'm sorry, Sifu Pakku," he bowed his head and slipped the water into his pouch, not missing a drop. He remembered what he was supposed to be doing now as Pakku approached. Why did waterbending have to be so fun, and so distracting? "Rebuilding this city sure takes a lot of work. Playing with water is so much more fun."

"And much less rewarding," Pakku sighed. "This city wasn't made by nature. It took years for us to perfect every structure. Every detail had to be perfect or else the city could fall. We worked so long and hard to create our home, and the fire nation burned it down within hours. Now we have to secure it again."

"I still don't understand how we are supposed to forgive them for this," Osia said mostly to himself.

"This is probably the one time in my life I will be as confused as you are," Pakku told him as he thought back on the black days of the war. "We were assigned the southern wall."

"The one with the most damage, you mean?" Osia asked.

"The best benders get the hardest work," was Pakku's answer. "You know… it's strange really."

"What's that?"

"How great you become at bending recently," Pakku finished his thought. "No offence, but for seventeen years you've just been mediocre at our craft, but these past few months you have really shown improvement. I'm impressed with your talent and your determination."

"It feels weird to me too," Osia told him. "I simply did not understand how I could manipulate water. I tried so hard to get things right. I wanted to please Papa, I wanted to join him in battle, but my skills were nowhere near good enough. Maybe if I had been better I could have saved him."

"Don't think like that Osia."

"I know, I know, but I can't help but think," Osia said. His father had been sent with the southern water tribe to capture the fire nation capitol on the day of black sun and never returned. He couldn't help but blame himself in some way. He regained composure after the thought of his lost father.

"Then one day it clicked. Everything made sense. I could feel the spirit of the water, I could understand its movements; how it was supposed to flow. I understood the steps, the form, the state of mind, it was just perfect. I wish I could explain it. Maybe it just came with maturity and responsibility."

"That could very well be it," Pakku said.

The two came to the southern wall. The once magnificent sight was now a pain to look upon. The attack by the fire nation had left it in ruins and with the war still raging on they had had no time to fix the marvelous city. Hundreds of waterbenders flocked around the walls looking like ants compared to its greatness.

When the two workers finally took their positions the sun had set and the moon was high in the sky. Perfect working conditions for a waterbender. The benders worked together pulling the water from the sea and freezing it in its perfect place in the wall. It was laborious work for them all, all except Osia who was having the time of his life.

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The two lovers fell back from their kiss. Both were felt nervous and excited as they looked into each other's eyes. Nothing in the world would tear them apart ever again; they both knew this to be true. They pulled each other into a hug simultaneously and overflowed with joy.

"Finally everything is perfect," the bald boy said.

"I'm sorry it took so long," Katara apologized.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry it took me so long to make up my mind."

"Oh, that's understandable," Aang chuckled. "You're a girl!"

"What?!" Katara laughed.

"I'm kidding," Aang continued to laugh as he closed in for another kiss.

"Nuh uh mister," Katara joked. "That was mean."

"Aw Katara. I'm sorry," Aang said and leaned in for another kiss. This time his lips pressed gently against Katara's. Everything is finally perfect, Aang thought. They both never wanted to leave each other again.

"So what are you going to do now, Avatar Aang?" Katara asked. "You saved the world and got your girl, what's left to do?"

"Well, the nations aren't going to rebuild themselves. I have a feeling I'm going to have to play a major role in reconstruction, but I'm tired of working. I need a vacation!"

"Agreed!"

"And what better a way to start off vacation than with your Gran Gran's wedding?"

"Aang, you remembered!"

"How could I forget an event so special to someone so special to me?"

"Aang," Katara began to smile. "You don't have to use fancy language on me. I already like you remember?"

Aang let out a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness. I was running out of good lines. I seriously don't know how Sokka does it."

"All his lines are cheesy, and the ones that aren't he picked up from dad."

"Maybe he is just a wordbender."

"If he is a word bender he must be the worst in his class. Trust me; your sayings are much sweeter. Oh, and don't take any love advice from him. That whole "aloof" thing you tried back with the fortune teller didn't work at all."

"Dang, I thought for sure you were hooked after that."

They both laughed and held each other as the sun began to set. The smell of tea drifted from the best tea shop in Ba Sing Se. They stared into each other's eyes until they began to drift off into sleep. Both were ready to spend the rest of their lives with each other, and nothing was going to stop them.

The wall wasn't near completion, but it was a lot better than it had been the night before. All the workers began to leave as the sun rose above the frozen city. Osia and Pakku lay beneath their work. They had gotten the most done out of any of the tribesmen, but were still full of energy.

"I'm not ready for a break yet," Osia told Pakku.

"It's not break time, Osia. We are done for the morning. Break time was 3 hours ago. You plowed right through it."

"Oh. I didn't even realize. Gosh, it feels so good to be this strong! Pakku, I almost forgot! Shouldn't you be getting ready for the big day or something?"

"It's not for another week, Osia. Besides most of the planning is already taken care of. It's not going to be a big event. We just want to finally be together. For ever this time."

"I'm so excited for you! I hope I get to experience the same thing as I grow older. Finding someone to love here has been so difficult. No one is as enthralled with water bending as me. Girls get angry cause it's all I can think about."

"Girls like attention, Osia. They like to know that they can be taken care of, but they also like their space. It takes time to develop relationships and you're not going to get anywhere with one if all you do every day is wander off and practice. The war is over, it's time to relax. Enjoy life while you can."

"Ha-ha, thanks for the "Life Lessons from Pakku"," Osia joked.

"I promise you that they would help you," Pakku sneered.

"Oh, I didn't mean any disrespect," Osia began to feel bad.

Pakku sighed. "I'll see you later tonight when we start up again. Get some rest."

Osia watched as Pakku left the wall and headed towards his home.

"I don't need rest. What I need is more practice!"

He left the city gates and took in the rising sun. Although he loved the moon, like the rest of his people, the sun seemed to give him immense strength and power as well. He loved the feel of its sharp rays on his tan skin. It flowed around his body and warmed the deepest nooks and crannies in his body. It helped him relax, which was exactly what he needed after working all night.

It was amazing how the scenery changed so quickly in the North Pole. The huge masses of ice fought with each other in the freezing water, hoping that they would be the one that came out on top. The sight seemed violent, but the sounds of the crashing and thuds were awe inspiring to Osia. As the sun rose the ice began to melt away making it easier for the pieces to crack and split creating new pathways to new destinations. Osia loved to follow the paths anywhere they lead him. He never knew where he was going, but he always knew it would be an adventure.

As the waterscape began to shift Osia found the path he wanted to follow today. He was beginning to plan out his journey across the ice when a familiar voice called out to him from behind.

"Hey you!" the soprano voice rang out.

"Ehla!" Osia smiled. This was the one girl he was interested in in the city that wasn't completely sick of him bending, but he had already gone down that road and she decided it would be best if they were just friends. He couldn't help but harbor the romantic thoughts anyways. "What have you been up too lately? I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Osia, it's been 3 days you dork," Ehla laughed.

"Really? Whoa, my internal clock is way off!" Osia told her. It had seemed like forever to him. He looked back at her and couldn't help but fantasize a little. She was beautiful. Her rich black hair was short and fell to right below her ears. Her nose was petite and cute. The cutest part about her to Osia was the way her nose wiggled whenever she laughed. And her laugh! It had to be the sweetest sound he had ever heard.

"What are you doing today? No doubt exploring the ice paths again?"

"You know me all too well," Osia chuckled.

"There are three things you do in life. Eat, Bend, Explore. I'm not even sure if you sleep!"

"Only when I have to, sleeping is boring!"

"Mind if I join you today? I need to escape my mom for a while. I'm so sick of getting ready for this wedding! I mean it's just two old people, why does it have to be so special?"

"If the only reason is that you want to get away from your mom then no. If you want to spend some time with your favorite person in the city, that's me by the way, then yes you can come," Osia smiled. He couldn't help but flirt.

"You found me out!" She laughed. "Lead the way Most-Favorite-Person."

"That's me! The MFP. You can call me that from now on if you like."

"I'll stick with 'Sia."

They hopped from block to block. Their ability to water bend helped them navigate the blocks with ease. They each had their fair share of slips, but no tumbles into the freezing water.

"Try not to use water bending to position the blocks," Osia told her. "It's much more fun if you let nature take control for a while."

"Whatever you say," Ehla answered. Her slim figure hopped from block to block much better than Osia. Even though he was only a little bigger than her he had more trouble keeping the ice steady as they jumped from block to block.

Their path soon took them to a large stretch of ice. Light and fluffy snow covered the surface. Ehla plopped down in the snow and caught her breath. Chasing after Osia was harder than she thought it would be.

"Tired already?" Osia asked as he sat down in the snow next to her.

"Of course not!" She yelled and tried to stand up. She immediately fell back down. "Ok maybe a little tired."

Osia gave her a questioning look.

"Ok, ok. A lot tired."

"We should probably head back now. I have to rest up for tonight anyways."

"Oh, yeah! How's the wall work coming? It looked good from what I could see."

"Eh its tough work, but I'm used to it," Osia showed off his muscles a little.

"Put those away weakling," Ehla joked.

"You're just jealous," Osia laughed. "Come on lets head back."

He held his hand out for her to grab. She lifted herself off the ground and brushed off some of the snow then rushed past Osia to the ice. "I'll race you home!"

"You need a head start anyways," Osia yelled as he followed close behind.

They both came into view of the city. The ice blocks kept fighting with each other. None of them wanted to give up their spot in the ocean but when they felt the light girl hop on top of them they had no choice but to tip sending Ehla flying through the air.

"Ehla!" Osia screamed and flung himself forward.

It happened so fast Osia didn't know what happened. His subconscious took control and soon his muscles were doing an unfamiliar form. He took a heavy breath in and pulled at the air around Ehla bringing her from over the deathly cold water to his arms. When she was safe in his arms his muscles returned to him, slowly giving him control over his movements. She stared at him in amazement as she tried to grasp what just happened.

"What did you do?" She asked scared to death.

"I have no idea," Osia said. "I don't remember doing anything. Why are you in my arms?"

"You caught me," she looked at him strangely. "You couldn't have done what I think you did. I was flying through the air, ready for the cold, but I ended up in your arms. You're either really quick or…"

"What do you think I did?" He asked when she didn't finish.

She stared at him confused. "How should I know? I think I just got lucky."

"Extremely lucky," Osia agreed. "I guess the ocean spirit really is watching over us."

"I guess so," she said. "Thank goodness for that."

Osia carried Ehla the rest of the way to the city silently and laying her down when she was on solid ground.

"No more slipping here," he joked. She wasn't as amused as he was.

"Thanks again, Osia," Ehla said. "It would not have been fun drying off after that."

"It's not a prob-," he began but was interrupted by Ehla's lips pressing against his. She left them there for a mere 3 second before she pulled away. Osia was awestruck. She was beautiful, funny, and a great kisser.

"I'll see you later," she said and walked back into the city.

"Score!" Osia yelled when she was through the gates, or what was left of them. But the excitement didn't clear the confusion with the ice incident.

What had happened there? He had lost control and before he knew it Ehla was safely in his arms. What he did remember was that a rush of air had brushed past him ferociously. That gust must have brought her over to him, but winds like that don't just appear out of the blue in the Northern Water Region. What's wrong with me, he thought. But that didn't matter to him now. All that mattered was Ehla. He ran into the city after her.

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