I update this story more than any other story I've ever had. I guess it's because I know where this story is going.

I do not own Avatar and if you thought I did, you are sadly mistaken.

Katara's POV

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I locked myself in the servant room for the rest of the morning.

How could I have been foolish enough to kiss Aang? Sure, he's handsome and strong, but he's also just as evil as Zuko or Azula.

And he just had to be such a great kisser.

Aang is still a mystery for me. One minute he's cold-hearted and mean. And the next minute he's an angel.

Despite all of the accusations I made towards him, the state of the world isn't entirely his fault.

He was only a kid when he was released from an iceberg by a horrible teenage prince. Aang was probably so confused. Ozai used that to the Fire Nation's advantage and filled Aang's head with propaganda.

I still hate him, though.

He's seventeen years old and he continues to live under the cruelty of the Fire Nation.

Kissing him was a mistake. I was lured in by his looks, scent, and the spark that had settled into his eyes as he looked at me. It's still a mystery as to why he kissed me back. Could he have hidden feelings for me or was he just acting as the hormonal teenager he really is?

I sighed and shut my eyes. My head settled against my pillow and I found myself drifting off to sleep.

"Katara! Sokka!"

I stopped throwing snowballs at my brother and turned to look at my mom. "Yes, mom?"

She giggled and dropped down in front of me to tie my parka tighter around me. "Stop drowning your brother in snowballs, Katara."

"Hey!" Sokka protested. "I was winning!"

"You couldn't win a snowball fight against seal jerky!"

"Are you saying that seal jerky is a better opponent than you?" He teased.

"Don't get your little pony-tail in a bunch, Sokka. You and I both know who won," I replied.

He pouted, but then started shivering. Mom kissed his head and grabbed one of each of our hands.

"Let's get inside," mom said.

I looked up as the white snow started coming down in black.

Sokka, mom, and I looked at each other. Everyone in the Water Tribe knew what black snow meant.

"Where's dad?" Sokka asked.

"He's with the other warriors, sweetheart. Let's get inside."

Our mom pushed us inside of the tent and squeezed in with us. She put her arms around us both and held us close.

I could tell that Sokka was angry. He always wanted to fight with dad, but he wasn't old enough.

Suddenly, the scenery changed and I was lying in someone's arms. My legs were out in front of me and they were way longer than they were when I was ten.

I could tell from the Fire Nation skirt, that this was something current. I turned in the person's arms and found grey eyes looking back at me.

Aang.

He smiled and placed a kiss on my forehead.

I felt my eyes widen as his tattooed hand grasped mine.

"I love you."

Then the scenario changed, again.

This time it was sunset and I was standing on a balcony. Wind blew through my hair and I realized it was longer than usual. I looked down at my body.

I was now mostly likely in my late twenties or early thirties.

I heard yelling and looked down from the balcony. There were two children playing in the grass. One boy and one girl. They were almost identical and they laughed as they chased each other.

They were about five and seven. The boy looked older than the girl. Their matching dark brown, almost black, hair blew. The little girl's hair was long and wavy, but the boy's hair was short like Aang's.

The boy saw the girl gaining on him, so he laughed and suddenly he was running faster than humanly possible. I'd only seen one person move that fast before. Aang used Airbending to move like that.

The little girl suddenly spotted me. She smiled widely and ran my way instead of following her brother.

I was about to wonder how she'd get up to me, but she twirled and jumped high in the air. Before I knew it, she was on the balcony. Another Airbender.

I noticed her tan skin was darker than her brother's and her eyes were grey. I realized that she looked a bit too much like a combination of Aang and I to be a coincidence.

She ran and hugged my legs. "Did you see the new move daddy taught me, mommy?"

A knock at the door made me wake up from my dream and jump in surprise.

I got up from the bed and shook my head to get rid of the images left behind from my odd dream. I walked to the door and opened it.

There was no one there, but on the floor was a decorative little box. I picked it up and took off the lid. Inside, were the nicest, most expensive earrings I'd ever.

Next to the blue earrings was a note. It was written in neat, elegant handwriting.

I saw these and thought you might like them. Happy really, really early birthday.

I smiled and pulled the earrings out. I knew exactly who these were from.

The image of the small girl from my dream popped into my thoughts. I thought for a moment, but then shook my head.

Nah. It was sweet of Aang to get these for me, but I'm not going to go off and have his children. My imagination is so random.

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Ah, the beauty of Kataang children. LOL. Sorry for making you guys wait, but seriously…….. You guys are spoiled. I update like everyday.

And some of my readers had good ideas about Aang and Ozai's relationship. I already have an idea of what I'm going to do in that department. One of the two suggestions is right, but I'm not telling which one. LOL thanks for reviewing.

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