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002: Love

Her fortune, Katara can't help wonder about it… especially when a pretty Fire Nation girl mentions a familiar statement.

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"Avatar Aang! You're a very powerful bender. Will you show us something?"

Katara froze in her tracks, her mouth suddenly felt very dry as she turned her gaze to Aang and a new group of admirers from a small Fire Nation settlement. She had never thought that a time when the term "very powerful bender" would again arise in conversation.

But there it was. Hanging above her head, she had almost forgotten.

"You will marry a very powerful bender."

She hadn't thought about it in a long time. And yet, now she doubted it completely.

Look at them, flashing pretty grins and hanging off his limbs with giggling delight. As the Avatar, Aang would receive such treatment all the time, even from the most beautiful girls of the world, and Katara expected him to even think about her? A Water Tribe peasant with nothing marriage-worthy to offer but satisfactory sowing skills?

It was a foolish fantasy.

Love. The Fortuneteller had mentioned love.

She loves Aang. She knew untamed that fact for a while now.

Her eyes narrowed as she tore away her stare of the crowding female followers, loading their supplies back on Appa with pursed lips. Recently, it was taking a lot out of her not to interfere in the obvious adoration of the Airbender; nevertheless it was better for her to remain silent.

She heard them laugh obnoxiously loud, probably at something slightly humorous that had spilt from the Avatars mouth awkwardly without much thought, followed beside a shy scratch of his neck. The tittering continued for another five minutes as Katara sat in the bison's saddle, arms folded across her chest while she glared daggers at a curl that escaped her loops and dangled above her eyes.

She knew, however, any moment now, he would approach her gingerly and ask her to accompany him and his herd on a small journey – just out of manners of course. It's not like he would mind if she didn't come.

A shadow cast over. "Hey!" she gazed up to meet Aang's bright stare and cheerful grin hovering on an air-scooter above her before he drifted down inside the saddle. "Katara, would you come for a walk with me?" the inquiry was simple and sheepishly asked.

The Waterbender looked away so he wouldn't notice her scowl. "I'm sure you have more than enough company, I would just be dead weight."

He was quiet, then spoke carefully. "Dead weight? How would you be that if it's just you and me?"

Katara blinked, facing him once more.

"Just… you and me? What about those… those girls… just now… I thought…"

The Avatar chuckled, shrugging. "I told them I was busy," he said. "Important Avatar stuff, you know. So, how about that walk? I heard there's a really nice lake by the forest, why don't we go for a swim?" Aang stood, holding out his arm to her with a lopsided grin.

Katara beamed, grasping his hand. "I'd like that."

Maybe this love stuff wasn't as foolish as she thought.


This is just a short, emergency story. Since I haven't updated in a while, I decided I might as well post it. Originally, I was going to upload a really long one on Katara and Aangs wedding, however its still not complete, but it will be the next one up here!

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