LES: This takes place two years after Aang begins to learn Airbending Vision. By now, he has mastered both Earthbending vision and Airbending vision. Now… it is time to work on Waterbending vision! Oh… BTW, this chapter contains a (removed) Lemon. You can read the full lemon version by following the link in my profile that directs you to my Tumblr page. Underneath the link to my normal Tumblr is a link specifically to my smut. Click on that one and find this story/chapter.) Aang is a tad bit younger than I would like… 15 to be exact. But, he's Come of Age by Water Tribe standards, and he and Katara are engaged. Therefore, it's okay.

Chapter IV: Water


"Hey, Aang!" Katara called, tossing a mango in the young Avatar's direction.

Without even turning to look at her, the young Avatar reached up and grabbed the mango out of thin air. He turned to face her with a big grin on his face as he took a bite out of the fruit. "Mango, huh?" He commented.

"You're getting much better at that." Katara commented. "A year ago, I would have given you a mango in the side of the head for sure."

Aang laughed. His ability to see with Airbending had greatly improved. When he first began, he could sense where big things were in the sky, and a mango getting thrown at him probably would have gone unnoticed and hit him without him realizing that he was under attack by fruit. However, now he was much more in tune with the air around him, and was able to pick up the movement of even the smallest projectile through the air. He could Airbend and fly completely unaided now, which was a feat that the Four Nation's Council believed he would never achieve.

The Four Nation's Council had been Aang's greatest obstacle on the road to recovery. At the first official meeting, Aang had barely been on the road to recovery from his blinding at the hands of Firelord Ozai, and the only vision technique that he knew was Earthbending, and it showed. Rogue Dai Li had attacked the meeting, and Aang was the only one who couldn't react in time, having not seen the attack coming. It was only Katara's timely intervention that stopped him from being seriously hurt.

After that incident, the Council had become concerned with Aang's ability to be the Avatar. Of course, being the Avatar is a life-long job, and they couldn't just suggest that Aang kill himself so that another could take his place. But they had asked that Aang be reduced to little more than a figurehead, a symbol of peace and unity, while he appoint Bending Masters in each of the nations to carry forth his will in his stead.

Aang had grudgingly accepted this plan, but he stressed to the Council that it was only a temporary measure. Aang swore to them that he would overcome his blindness and become an effective Avatar once again. They officially put on hold giving Aang the title of a fully-realized Avatar, until he could become effective again.

Aang had been upset by that, because he had mastered all four elements and mastered the Avatar State, but the Council still considered him little more than an Avatar-in-training.

It didn't matter. The people considered Aang to be fully-realized and all ready considered him to be the youngest fully-realized Avatar in history.

So Aang grudgingly gave the Council a list of the men and women that he wanted to represent him in the nations while he learned how to be effective again. Little did most of the Council know that pretty much every name that Aang gave was a member of the secret society: the Order of the White Lotus.

Now Aang was fifteen and closer to that goal. He was also closer to Katara.

Aang grinned as he thought about the fact that the necklace that Katara now wore around her neck was his betrothal necklace, made with a lot of help from other people.

When Aang had turned fifteen and come of age by Water Tribe standards, he proposed to Katara, and she had tearfully accepted his proposal. They were going to be getting married within a few months time, and Aang could hardly contain his excitement.

"Katara, don't you think it's about time that I moved on to Waterbending?" Aang asked suddenly, finishing off the mango in a few tasty bites.

Katara shrugged. "I suppose we could." She said. She motioned for Aang to come closer and she began to lead him in a simple Bending-less drill that Aang had done a thousand times when he was learning Waterbending. He held his palms out in mimicry of how she held her hands, their palms just inches away from each other, and they moved their hands in a smooth circle, illustrating the push and pull of energy that was the foundation of Waterbending.

"As you remember, the foundation of Waterbending is the concept of Tui and La… Push and Pull. Every move in Waterbending is based on this fundamental concept. Either you are pushing your energy towards your opponent offensively, or you are pulling it from your opponent defensively. Waterbending is being aware of this flow, not just within your fighting, but within the whole world as well. The energy of Tui and La exists in everything, and can be found in many different forms." Katara took a moment to concentrate on the energy that flowed between her and Aang. Right now, the force that she got the most of from him was pull.

Ever since they had become engaged, the pull has been stronger. The pull urged them to get closer together, to become one, and to experience the push and pull of ultimate Waterbending together. They both felt the desire, but neither one acted on it.

"The goal of this training is for you to learn how to sense that push and pull energy where ever it exists. Once you are able to do this, you will be able to determine a person's intentions towards you by discovering if their energy is more push or pull. You'll be able to determine the nature of any attack launched against you. You'll even be able to sense when someone disturbs that energy flow, like when someone is creating lightning."

"That sounds useful." Aang commented. "That's a technique that could have come in handy in the catacombs of Ba Sing Se."

Katara faltered in her movements, and Aang realized a moment later that he had spoken without tact, an unfortunate bad habit that he was still trying to grow out of.

"Oh, Katara… I'm so sorry." Aang said regretfully. "I shouldn't be so stupid as to remind you about… what happened that day."

Katara took a deep breath. "No, Aang. It's fine. The thing that matters to me the most is that we survived the war, our friends survived the war, we're together now, and we're soon-to-be married. I love you, Aang." She held up her hands again. "So, why don't we continue your training?"

"Of course." Aang said, continuing the drill with her.

"Let's start small." Katara said. "Focus on our energy. Sense the connection between us. Which side of push and pull are we showing each other right now?"

Aang closed his useless eyes and focused harder on their movements, around and around, pushing and pulling at each other. Around and around, pushing and pulling, like the ocean tides at the sandy shore.

The energy became a pulse that consumed his entire being, until he was breathing in rhythm with it and, eventually, his heart began to beat in rhythm to it also.

Aang focused on the energy as it flowed between them, feeling the hypnotic push and pull of their energies.

"I can feel it." Aang said, almost in a trance.

"Push or pull? Which one is it?" Katara asked, allowing him all the time he needed.

Aang instantly felt which energy he was exerting towards her. Pull. He wanted her so badly in that moment that he literally felt like his body was calling out towards her, urging her to come closer.

Figuring out Katara's took a little longer. He submersed himself in the flow of Katara's energy, feeling the push and pull of her energy, trying to determine which was stronger.

Katara could feel that Aang's pull was much stronger, and she fought against the urge to leap into his arms and beg him to make love to her. In that way, her push was relatively strong. However, the pull that she exerted on Aang was several times stronger than self-conscious thought telling her to push him away. She wanted him closer. She wanted to feel his arms around her. She wanted to feel him moving against and within her as they made love. The pull became much stronger as she was filled with desire and lust for her fiancé.

After several seconds, Aang smiled, and opened his cloudy gray eyes once again. "I'm pulling you. And you are pulling me." He said.

"And what does that mean?" Katara asked, definitely noticing as Aang leaned in closer to her.

"It means that we are definitely not being hostile right now towards each other. In fact, I'd go out on a limb and say that you want to get closer to me right now." Aang said, brushing his lips against hers in the briefest of kisses.

"Mmm…" Katara moaned. "You're a fast learner." Without any further prompting, she took a step into accepting the pull that they had on each other, and she stepped fully into his embrace.

Aang wrapped his arms around her to hold her close, and pressed a firmer and more passionate kiss to her lips, coaxing her tongue out to play with his. She responded eagerly, tangling her tongue with his. Aang moaned in response to her passion. "I love you, Katara."

"I love you too." Katara whispered, pushing herself even closer to Aang's body. They were as close as they could possibly be while still having their clothes on, but the pull was yet to be abated.

"It's still not enough, is it?" Aang asked knowingly, gripping onto her hips and holding her firmly against him. "I want… more, Katara. I want you."

"I want you too." Katara replied breathlessly, arching her body against his.

"Then what is holding us back?" Aang asked.

"Nothing." Katara said, smiling as Aang began to pull her into his manor in the upper ring of Ba Sing Se. Together, they made their way to his bedroom, their hearts completely sure with what they were about to do.

They stepped into the large and well furnished room together, and Katara's eyes fell on Aang's large bed.

Her heart was sure that she wanted this, but her conscious was nervous about it. When she first began dating Aang, she had been only fourteen years old. She had never really considered that she would eventually be in this position with a man. And, despite the vast love that she felt for Aang, she grew nervous at the sight of his bed.

Aang felt Katara's grip on him tighten. He didn't need to be able to see her to know that she was a little frightened. He could feel the vibrations of her body, both with his feet and where he touched her. He had no doubt of her love and arousal, but she was scared at the same time. He could sympathize.

"You're nervous." He said. It wasn't a question.

All the same, Katara responded. "I am nervous."

"Don't worry. I'm nervous too." Aang said. Without prompting, Katara placed her hand over Aang's heart. She could feel it beating wildly under her fingers. His fingers met hers and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze. "I am scared, but not of sharing this with you. It's just that… this is my first time… being this way… with a woman…"

"Aang, I know that you are a virgin all ready." Katara laughed a little. "You were thirteen when we started dating. I would have been very shocked if I learned that you had experience prior to that."

"Oh yeah… heh." Aang said, laughing nervously.

"This is my first time too." Katara said, carefully removing her dress. "I'm not going to let fear stop me from experiencing this with you."


(Lemon Removed. Follow link in profile if you want to read the full lemon.)


Katara gently caressed Aang's face and pulled the panting young man into a deep kiss, which he passionately returned despite his exhaustion.

Katara pulled away slightly. "I love you, Aang."

"I love you too, Katara. I'll love you for all time." Aang replied.

They cuddled for a few moments, both of them enjoying the peace and the silence that was the aftermath of their lovemaking, when suddenly Katara spoke. "I think it goes without saying that you've mastered the Push and Pull of energy, Aang."

They laughed together.