Yo, my loyal readers!! Sorry I haven't been able to update for a long time!!!

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So, yeah, you get to read Katara's poem for Aang this chapter. It's gonna be sooo lovey-dovey, yaaay!!

This fanfic, which I stumbled upon a week or so ago, has become one of my new favourites. A nice, long oneshot (I think), with a simple yet sweet concept: Sokka's feelings about Aang's temper and his relationship with Katara, that has a nice, sweet ending that will leave you feeling like you just drank a steaming mug of hot cocoa, all warm and happy inside. Seriously, if you want a happy moment to brighten your day, read this!!

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Chapter 9 Part One (Katara's POV)

Together

l weaved between the tree trunks, desperately hoping Iroh would distract Aang enough that I could finish my poem. I stopped, breathless, and sat down upon a tree stump, the bed of loam and pine needles softly crackling beneath my feet. The small scroll was wrinkled slightly, but otherwise sound. I began to write.

Flushed, my hand aching from writing for what seemed like a good hour, I silently crept back to camp. The treetops above me swayed slightly, as if they too were anxious to see the reaction to my gift. Flustered, I burst into the clearing, eager to share my poem with Aang. Aang. He was writing with his back to a large slab of stone, his tongue sticking out slightly like it always did when he was concentrating, which would explain why he didn't notice me make my crazed entrance. I smiled, and slowly crept up next to him, circling behind his great headrest, then peering over his shoulder. What I saw, as I sat watching, his hand lingering over every letter, as if to make sure it, the word it was part of, the line, and the whole work were perfect, made my heart take a pleasant jump into my throat.

I love the way your hair flows so,

Droplets dancing round your figure,

Graceful as you Bend,

Like the Moon, shining bright

Locked in her eternal dance,

Mysterious and enticing,

Push and pull, now smoothly she rides,

To cheer with her glow the dreary Night

Your eyes, deep pools of icy blue,

Your skin soft and smooth,

Your face, loving and assuring,

Pure beauty incarnated

I look upon you as you peacefully sleep,

Like you've not a worry in all the world,

Or as I hold you in my arms,

And I can't help but feel elated

To add to your perfection,

You're the kindest I've ever met,

Selfless, caring, compassionate,

l hold high the day I met you

So understanding,

And so comforting, too,

I'd give up my whole world for you,

Yet can't imagine life without you

From the moment I awoke in your arms,

And saw your face overhead,

I fell in love upon a trice,

And wanted to stay by your side,

I then came to feel we were destined to be together,

And we were more than just best friends,

Nor special friends, MORE than friends,

And my love I just could not hide

So now we are together, and I want that never to change,

I know you love me too, and to know

This wonder of a girl loves me back,

Verily fills me with joy

Now I hold you in my arms,

Kiss you, hug you,

Pour myself out to you,

And know there's no longer reason to be coy

So stay with me forever, please,

Let our love stay strong,

Be my port in the ravaging storm,

Be the one I can turn to

I know I've said this, shown this,

Many times before,

But with all my heart and soul, Katara,

I will forever love you

I finished reading, happy tears just beginning to glaze my eyes, and sat silently bathing in my feeling of warm contentedness, for a few moments, before Aang gave a small cough and, as if upon instinct, looked turned around. His face immediately flared up in an enormous crimson lush, then it ebbed away as quickly as it came, to be replaced by a look of shocked pleasure mixed with hopefulness.

"Thank you," I said, nearly quaking with both anxiousness and intense love for the thoughtful boy.

"No problem," he said, with a slightly far-away air. I giggled slightly. He was probably still going over his poem in his mind, to try to think of any possible flaws. He jerked his head slightly, and gestured for me to sit down beside him, before wrapping his arms around me, both strong and insistent, yet tender and caring, and brushing his lips against mine, which had become a minimum standard in all our greetings, and in fact, every few minutes. I returned the embrace lovingly, the welcome feeling of perfection in our relationship, the feeling that I was at home with him, close to him, filling my entire body.

"What took you so long?" he inquired. He asked this almost jokingly. I knew he knew I had been up to something. "I know you've only been here reading for a few minutes." He then kissed me again, taking the lead, as he had become more and more comfortable doing over the past day or so, and I let myself sort of collapse into him for a few moments. It just felt so right when we were together. I broke away after a few minutes, smiling widely, and pulled the even more wrinkled scroll out from an inside pocket of my robes. I thought for a moment, then carried on.

"It's a poem for you."

He gaped for a moment, then the stupid, yet cute expression slid off his face to reveal one of pure joy, and he immediately scooted so he was sitting side by side with me, his arm over my shoulder, and, like a puppy anxious to please, sat silently, and I realized he was waiting for me to open the scroll, and that I got to decide if I read it aloud or not. I chuckled, and unrolled the papyrus parchment. I cleared my throat. "Let's read it together." He nodded happily, and we both read the lines aloud, hand in hand.

Ever since I first met you,

On that cold, fateful day

And you looked into my eyes,

I knew I wanted you to stay

We've had our troubles, trials,

And happy moments, too

And in every single one of them,

By my side was you

We've both had our troubled times,

Comforted each other, both in due turn

I now wonder how, possibly,

Your love I did earn

When I look into your eyes,

Youth, I see, yet wisdom, too

Your cheery disposition I love,

Along with the hope inside you

That hope I feel, when I look at your face,

Rushing up to fill me

Hope to live, hope to fight,

Hope that you can complete me

And know I know that you do so,

And I feel safe when I am with you

Strong in your arms, safe in your arms,

Always contented with you

So now I help you through,

To complete your destiny

And hope that we get through, together,

And that you will always be with me

In your grey eyes is my refuge,

In your hands my home

And now we walk together,

Over the rich loam

I know I love you, and will forever,

Wherever I may go

I hope we always stay together,

But now this I know:

Our love will forever stay strong,

Be us separated or side by side

Now I kiss you, then you kiss me,

Our love I wish not to hide

So I beg of you to always stay true,

And I, too, will stay loyal

And our love, I know, will last forever,

Through every triumph and toil

We finished, hoarse from reciting with few breaths, and I looked to find tears welling in Aang's eyes.

Chapter 9 Part Two (Aang's POV)

Lilies

I let my happy tears freely flow, and pulled Katara closer, burying my head in her hair, next to her neck, and hugging her, with every molecule of my body screaming in happiness. She returned the hug, and we both sat like that for some minutes, relishing the moment, and our contentedness.

"Thank you," I began, shaking with emotion. "I know that no material thing can every really show our feelings fully, but…. that's the nicest thing anybody's ever done for me. It… really means something." She rested her head on my shoulder, and as she lightly kissed my cheek, I felt the welcome wave of ecstasy, that never got old, envelope us both.

"As does your poem to me," she returned. We both smiled at each other, and leaned in for a kiss before getting up, hand in hand, and staring fondly at each other for a few moments. Neither of us blushed at this nowadays. It just felt so real, and perfect. Katara absentmindedly gave the tattoo on my head a little caress with the tips of her fingers, then seemed to have a sudden idea.

"D'you want to go on a walk? It's beautiful today." I took a moment to look around myself. The sun was starting to set, casting its rays over the horizon, light pink and orange merging spectacularly with golden rays that pierced the lavender of the evening sky. Sunbeams shone through the leaves of aspen trees near the riverbank, where the water rushed merrily along, small ripples on the surface refracting the sunlight to brilliantly illuminate a small cloud of dust near the sleeping bags. Birds chirped softly in the distance, and Sokka was off hunting, so, with Toph humming contentedly on Appa's saddle, her face pointed in our direction, obviously "watching" us happily, there would be no spoiling the extra alone time, walking across the serene landscape. I nodded my approval, and, her fingers laced with mine, we walked along the river.

Before we came out of the clearing, I noticed a small patch of lilies growing near the water. Some were curiously quite close to the colour of Katara's eyes. Smiling, I gently stooped picked one, sniffing the soft fragrance before looking at Katara, and carefully pressing the flower between two bits of parchment in my pocket.

Yaaay!! Chapter 9, finally done!!! My second multi-perspective chap. How did you like it?? Please, I'd like tons of reviews so I can know how I did. Was the fluffiness good?? And, considering I'm not a girl, and I'm certainly not gay, how did Katara's poem and her perspective turn out?? Was it "realistic"???? I must know!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter.