I DO NOT OWN AVATAR!

Aang waited at the center of the city in front of the house of the moon spirit. The reception was going to be held in the house of the moon spirit, but there were too many people to fit. Though Katara was upset, it was Sokka who really took it badly. He didn't want to get married there because Yue would obviously see and he was marrying another woman, but he at least wanted Katara to. His love for Yue had faded years ago, but he still wanted her to be able to look down on them and know that everything was going well and they were all happy.

So Aang stood, his best man Sokka next to him and Zuko next to Sokka, waiting for the sun to set and the full moon to come out. Katara was in a house that was near the back of the aisle, as anxious as Aang. Finally the pink sky faded and the moon shone bright. Katara grabbed he father's arm and began to walk with him.

Aang was wondering where Katara and her father were when Sokka and Suki's daughter, Yue, in a fluffy pink dress and a big pink bow in her hair, skipped down the aisle gracefully. It was only moments after Yue went to stand with her dad that Aang saw Katara walk down the aisle. She wore a long, baby blue gown, more elegant and beautiful than any he had seen before in his life. Her hair hung loose with perfect waves in it, and her veil was attached at the top to a silver tiara, scattered with aqua colored gems.

Aang didn't even notice that his jaw hung open until he tried to smile at her and felt it close. He was careful to keep his mouth closed after that. Suki and Toph walked behind her, holding the end of her dress up so it didn't drag.

It seemed to take forever for Katara to get down the aisle, Aang didn't mind though, he could stare at her all day. When she finally did make it to him, The priestess read a few lines, asking the Goddess of the moon to bless their marriage. That was when it was time for Aang to say his vows. He wrote them and memorized the perfectly weeks ago, and recited them all day and all night since then, providing Katara wasn't in earshot.

"Katara, I loved you since the day you freed me from the ice burg. You can ask Toph, it was pretty obvious. But you never really seemed to catch on, which was good for me. I would have been so embarrassed if you had figured it out. But every day we traveled, I loved you more and more. You taught me so much. Not just in waterbending, but in courage, faith, and mostly, in love. Ever since Appa and I brought you and Sokka home, you were the only thing on my mind. Every day I thought about you, every night I dreamt about you. I could never see anyone else as being attractive, because there was no comparison to your beauty. I spent years trying to work up the courage to come here and ask for your hand in marriage. Finally doing so was the best decision I have ever made. And now, on our wedding day, as we stand here, all I can think of is how lucky I am to almost be your husband." Aang saw tear roll down Katara's cheek, but she was smiling and happy. "If I could have only one thing in the world, Katara, it would be you. Do you take me, as your husband?"

"I do." Katara said, though she almost choked on her words, all the tears were making it hard for her to speak.

"You may now kiss the bride." The priestess said. Aang took a step closer to Katara, Held her tight, and kissed her passionately.