Disclaimed.

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"Mieux vaut tard que jamais."

-French Proverb

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It was a breezy day in Ba Sing Se. Aang, of course, being the Avatar and having business to attend to in the large city, decided to take advantage of the nice weather and relax in Iroh's teashop. Katara had set her and Aang up on a double-date with her brother, Sokka, and Suki.

Now, being it only a year after the war, Aang was only 13, going on 14, and was quite inexperienced in the field of love and relationships. Sure, he had all of the past avatars to go to when he needed some assistance, but, needless to say, there was always that generation gap that made the advice useless.

So he and Katara never really went further than simple kissing. It was sad really...but Sokka wouldn't have it any other way.

This was his baby sister after all, and Avatar or not, he wasn't comfortable knowing that Katara was going to end up doing...things...with him.

The only plus side, he had decided, was that it was Aang she was with and not some other guy. Like Zuko. Who knows how horny that bastard was.

After all, he's a firebender.

But still, he wasn't exactly 100 percent peachy keen with Katara and Aang.

Of course, Aang didn't know about Sokka's reluctance to accept the fact that Katara was going to grow up someday. To him, the double-date was going just fine: as smooth as a spring breeze. Sokka would crack stupid jokes, Suki would laugh out of affectionate pity, Katara would roll her eyes, and Aang would laugh heartily along with the warrior. It was going well.

Aang sighed. He was really starting to get into a slump with Katara. He needed help and bad. He was afraid that he was boring her with his immature age and mannerisms and experience.

It's not like he could just up and stick his tongue down her throat! He was still shorter than her, for God's sake.

He chugged his tea down, noticing that Sokka was getting up to use the restroom and got up to follow him.

"Hey," he started. "I need to ask you something."

Sokka looked around the bathroom, and then at Aang. "You do know where we are right?"

"Uh, yeah," he answered, confused.

"Well, there's no talking in the men's room. It's so unmanly. And plus, I can't pee with distractions."

"Then I'll wait. But it's important, so hurry up."

Sokka rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, puffing his cheeks out. He could feel Aangs waiting eyes boring into his...oh God he hoped Aang was staring at his head.

He was too afraid to glance at him to see what he was looking at, if you catch my drift.

"Urgh, fine, ask away," he sighed in defeat. At the rate he was going at, his bladder wasn't planning on emptying anytime soon. He might as well take advantage of the moment. Then maybe Aang would leave and give him some peace and quiet.

"Okay, well, I just wanted to know about..." he trailed off. Sokka beckoned him on impatiently with a hand. "..well.."

Aang bent towards Sokka secretively, glancing around the room. "French kissing," he finished.

Sokka bladder had then decided to open and well, let's just say that Sokka missed.

The two stood awkwardly, Aang awaiting an answer, and Sokka furiously washing his hands. Finally, the older boy turned to the Avatar, wiping his hands on his pants.

"And who, may I ask, are you using this French kissing on?"

"Well who do you think?" Aang deadpanned.

Sokka's eyes twitched, hoping that this sort of thing would never come up. Ever. Maybe it was just his wishful thinking that Aang would always stay an immature 13-year old boy. But really, French kissing? He couldn't handle it!

"You're so lucky you're not Zuko," he said, narrowing his eyes. Aang, not knowing of Sokka's inner-monologue of the pros and cons of Aang and Katara being together rather than her and Zuko, cocked his little bald head in confusion.

"So...can you tell me about French kissing?" he asked, hope sparkling in his eyes.

Sokka looked at Aang disbelievingly. "Hell. No." Avatar or not, Sokka was not going to nudge his baby sister's boyfriend along the road of lovin'. Not a chance. With that thought, Sokka nodded to himself and walked out in a self-righteous march, leaving Aang in the bathroom, shoulders slumped in defeat.

Looks like woo-ing Katara would have to wait...

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Hahaha, guys, this one is kinda weird. I have plans for this little plotline. It'll resurface plenty more times as this anthology goes on, just watch for it :)

And sometimes, I think people write Aang too experienced, especially in the immediate period after the war. I mean, come on, first there's the 100-year gap. I would assume they did things differently way back then...plus he was stuck in an ice burg and he spent most of his time before getting frozen playing and training for becoming the Avatar. He's not going to up and become Mr. Smooth right after his and Katara's lovey-dovey moment in the finale. Though don't get me wrong :D I'm not singling anyone out here or pointing any fingers. It's just my opinion and reasoning as to why Aang is acting like he is in this little...one-shot thang.

MMkay? Ahaha, anywho.

Sokka seems like the guy who'd have an older-brother complex with Katara, especially around guys. I'm sorry if that's dead wrong. I don't remember how he acted when Jet was first introduced...that was a long, long time ago. But hey, over-protective Sokka makes for good humor :D

And if anyone gets the Scrubs allusion in this...I'll give you a hint. It's when Turk and Dr. Cox are on a certain schedule...:cough:

I hope you enjoyed XP

Tell me what ya think!

Ciao :)

PS. The quote at the top, the literal meaning is translated to: Better late than never.