YES I'M ALIVE IT'S TRUE! I'm so sorry I left you guys. This story, was my first, and it's gotten the most reviews. *tear* I feel so proud. But I'm back (we have a break, YES! :D) and this time I'm not leaving. My other stories will be updated and I have another one coming soon *hint hint*. So... enjoy. :D

Me no own ATLA by the way, I thought it was obvious by now.


The next day, they woke up at dawn and headed out towards another Fire Nation village. It took the whole day to get there, so when they got there, they all plopped down on the grass and looked at a meteor shower happening right before their eyes.

"Wow," Katara said in awe. "I've never seen anything like this!"

"Kinda makes you realize how insignificant we are," Sokka said, with his arms behind his head.

"Ehh... You've seen nothing once, you've seen it a thousand times." Right as Toph said this, a giant meteor crossed the sky so close, it looked like you could touch it.

"Ohhh, you've never not seen anything like this," Sokka replied with his horrible grammar.

The meteor hit the ground and Aang noticed a nearby village. "That village is going to be burned down!" he exclaimed, pointing to the village.

"No. We can stop it," Katara said with a determined look. She looked over to On Ji, who was on the brink of freaking out. She then looked over to Aang, who got into an Earthbending position. She quietly whispered into his ear, "Look, I know that we have to put this out right now, but On Ji's here."

He glanced over to the scared Fire Nation girl. "Fine. I'll-I'll tell her to get water to put it out! It'll keep her busy."

Katara sighed at his idiotic plan but obliged. "Fine."

And so they went to work. Sokka sat back, looking upset at the fact that Aang just told him to watch Momo.

"Sokka, stand clear!" Aang yelled as he bended many gallons of water over his head.

"Right. Got it." Sokka mumbled, dragging his feet away with no enthusiasm. But as he did this, the water drenched him as well as the meteor.

Aang brushed his hands saying a 'Good job' to everyone, as On Ji came rushing back with a bucket of water. "How did- but- oh never mind. I'm going to bed." On Ji said, with as much enthusiasm Sokka had earlier. And with On Ji leading the way, they all drifted off into a quiet sleep.


"Psst! On Ji! Wake up! It's Kuzon!"

On Ji was startled awake by Kuzon. "Huh? What?" she mumbled groggily.

"C'mon. I have to tell you something." Aang said dragging On Ji away to a spot where Katara wouldn't find them.

"On Ji," Aang said with a big breath, "I'm the Avatar."


"Sokka. Sokka! SOKKA!"

"Meh... WHAT Katara?"

"I-I can't find Aang anywhere! And On Ji, too!"

"Maybe they're just talking..."

Or maybe, they're kissing as we speak! Katara thought.

"I'm gonna look for them. Sokka, stay here with Toph and watch the camp."

"Yeah-yeah," Sokka mumbled as he turned over and went back to snoring.


Aang started to drag an unconscious On Ji back to camp. He heard a rip of her clothes and decided to carry her bridal style so she would get anymore rips in her clothing.

When Aang returned back to camp, he noticed Katara gone, and Sokka and Toph still snoring away.

"What's going on here?" he mumbled to himself.

"Oh! Aang! There you are—" Katara stopped herself from giving Aang a hug as she noticed On Ji in his arms, out cold.

"Oh! Well, hello Katara. I-I just told On Ji that I was the," Katara's eyes widened, "Avatar."

"You WHA—mmph!" Aang clamped Katara's mouth shut while struggling to hold On Ji. He shushed her abruptly.

"Don't! You'll wake up On Ji! She, actually passed out."

"Really?" Katara's muffled voice could be heard behind Aang's hand. Aang nodded as Katara started to laugh into Aang's hand.

Aang took away his hand and shushed Katara again as she began to snicker.

"Please, Katara. Just help me put her down on a sleeping bag."

Katara sighed in defeat, "All right."

As Aang struggled holding onto On Ji, Katara searched for a sleeping bag and found one quickly. Aang rushed over, set her down, and let out a sigh of relief. He mumbled a thank you to Katara before walking away.

"Wait!" Katara stopped Aang. He turned around. "What are you gonna do when she wakes up?"

Aang shrugged. "I don't know from this point. We'll just... Go with the flow," he said calmly.

Katara rolled her eyes as he walked away. She glared daggers at On Ji as On Ji laid unconscious on the ground. She felt her heartbeat pick up in anger at what this girl caused. She just had to get her "precious" little hands on Aang. She sighed. Maybe... this was for the best? No, impossible. Why would they need On Ji? She probably didn't know how to firebend, much less swing around a weapon.

Katara caught herself staring at the girl, lost in thought. If On Ji wasn't so stubborn in fighting for Aang, she realized, they would be very good friends. Braiding each others hair, talking about gossip, telling each other jokes. It was then that she decided.

She must befriend On Ji. Even if it killed her doing so.


Aang walked around the woods looking for something—anything— to get his mind off of the drama that was being unfolded. He was never one for drama, for sure. But he couldn't help but feel a pang of excitement at the realization that Katara could like him. Like him! She had always given off subtle hints before, but not like the "subtle" hint she had given off when she kissed him. He brushed his fingers over his lips in remembrance of the soft, sweet, lips that had been pushed onto his. His eyes started to drift closed as he slipped off into a daydream...

Her scent. Her lips. Her smile. There was nothing that he didn't love about her. He wished he could tell her, but that would cause more drama than an Ember Island play. Because... he hated to face this fact, but...

On Ji liked him.

And he could never break a heart as sweet as On Ji's.

His eyes opened to see the silhouette of the trees illuminated by the sun. He quickly scanned his surroundings before turning around and going back to camp.


"These people don't know how close they were to getting toasted last night." Aang said as they relaxed at a local restaurant. They were eating at an outside table.

"Yeah, the worst thing about being in disguise is that we don't get the hero worship anymore. I miss the love," Toph explained with a dumpling in her mouth.

On Ji looked off into the Fire Nation city. She was sitting next to Sokka, as he mumbled "Boo hoo, poor heroes," sarcastically.

"What's wrong, Sokka? You haven't touched your smoked sea slug," Katara asked with concern.

"I can relate," On Ji said out of nowhere.

Sokka looked at her as she stared at the ground beneath her.

Katara wanted to retort with an "Oh, and you've had hardships? You suffered a loss with this war? How can you, out of all people relate to what's going on?" But she just bit back her tongue.

"You feel unneeded, like you can't do anything to help," On Ji mumbled. "I feel the same way. I've never had to lift a finger in my life. And I hate it. People always want to do the things for me. They think, just because I'm delicate, and a girl–" Katara's ears perked up, "–that I can't do anything. They feel like I must be protected just because I can't use a sword, or fire bend. I wish I could prove them wrong." She whispered the last sentence.

"Oh. Wow. Well, uh, maybe I could teach you some moves with the sword?" Sokka asked her.

Her lips curved into a small smile. "I have an even better idea."


Yeah, it's a cliffy. Sorry 'bout that guys. I should probably make these chapters longer... later. :D But, tell me if you like it, hated it, you want to kill me for it, anything really. Review and I'll be happy. :) Even if you don't, I'm still happy. :D

Oh, and if you guys didn't notice... my writing has improved! Yay! XD