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Notes: The update today is in answer to a request by Kimberly T. The second half of this is me spinning this out because you've all been waiting for something, and you deserve more than the teensy little bit I've got here otherwise.

Aang, like the boy that he was had gone to talk to Lee, out of boy solidarity or something, to try and get sympathy for telling her she was so repulsive that he'd have to be desperate not to die in order to make himself kiss her. He was actually trying to make it sound like she was being unreasonable! All-wise Avatar, her butt.

"So then he said he'd never want to kiss me, and when I asked what he meant by that, he told me he'd rather kiss me than die!" She put in before Aang walked away with making her sound like a shrew-toad.

Glaring, she was relieved that Lee at least wasn't going to think she was unreasonable as he slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, Aang. You didn't."

It seemed that boys spoke some other language that let Lee communicate to Aang that he had been dumb. While Aang was realising he'd been dumb, much to Katara's satisfaction, Lee turned to her. "Anyhow, that's crazy," he said. Then he sighed. "But since your brand of crazy seems to work more than not, let's get this over with."

That was the most insulting thing she'd ever –

Lee was kissing her.

Lee was kissing her and it was very nice.

Lee was kissing her and it was very nice and she shut her eyes and let him because it was getting nicer by the second. She buried her hands in his thick hair and felt his hands on her waist and it was amazing.

When he pulled away, she felt disappointed. In the green light his face was given an even sharper relief by the shadows that only emphasised long eyelashes and perfect cheekbones. This wasn't a boy like Aang or Sokka or even Jet. She wasn't sure what it was, but –

"How does your brother stand that your brand of crazy manages to beat his common sense so much?"

For a moment she couldn't even believe Lee had said it. He had.

"Augh!" Katara shrieked, and threw her hands in the air in exasperation. "Boys! Let's go!" she snarled and led the way out. Behind her, Aang and Lee were having a quiet argument about how Lee didn't want to kiss her either, and then Aang bounded after shouting about how he actually did want to kiss her, and Katara wanted to leave them both behind, lost in the caves so they'd have to kiss each other to get out. That'd show them.

Stupid Lee giving her the deep down shivers Jet had, only a million times better. Why'd he have to be such a . . . such a . . . boy!

Sokka had his suspicions about Lee and his sister.

For one thing, they weren't as sneaky as they thought they were, creeping around and sharing a bedroll. Luckily for all concerned, Katara was too young to have any idea what that might mean, but Lee wasn't, and Sokka was going to keep a close eye on them. Hadn't Lee just confessed to having had wild weasel-bunny nights with that crazy minstrel-nomad woman's niece?

He might have similar designs on Katara.

However, Lee was his friend, almost a brother now, and had let his face get burned off protecting Aang and Katara, so that warranted some trust, even if he really was breaking the Guy Codes by trying to put the moves on his best friend's younger sister.

Now he'd kissed Katara, and Sokka resolved to keep a closer eye on them both. Still, he was reassured when Katara stamped around muttering about how Lee's very nature as a boy made him offensive to her, an opinion he hoped she'd continue to hold about all boys for the rest of her life.

Except for Sokka, of course.

Watching Katara out of the corner of his eye, though, Sokka saw Katara get a dazed and happy look on her face, sometimes glancing at Lee when she did.

Fortunately for all concerned, Lee still claimed he thought Katara was crazy in the bad way, and Sokka encouraged this impression as much as he dared.

After all, you don't bite the hand that cooks the meat for you, and he had to be careful or Katara would try to convince Lee to elope or something else crazy out of sheer Katara-y spite.

Aang remained blissfully unaware of it all. All-wise Avatar, his butt.