Enter the extra-long disclaimer to make up for the extra-short fiction:
"No, Samtana doesn't own my Avatar! No one puts a hand on Aang and gets away with it! Not Zuko and not Samtana! Do I make myself clear?"
"Wow, Katara, I've never seen you so protective of me like that before…"
"Don't put your arm around me like that, Aang. I'm not ready for a relationship yet."
"But… just a moment ago… and at the Serpent's Pass… and at the dance party… and all those kisses on my cheek… Doesn't that mean…?"
"Yeah. So?"
"Wow. Now I'm the one who's confused..."
Katara's Confession
"Listen, Katara, I have a confession to make."
"Sure. What is it?"
"Remember that time you told me you had never been away from home before?"
"Of course."
"And I said it's customary for an Air Nomad boy to greet a girl with a kiss on the lips?"
"Yes, I remember that."
"Well, um, that's not true."
"What?"
"I was just saying that because I've been in love with you since the moment I saw you. I made that little story up so I could kiss you. Sorry."
"Well, Aang, I have a confession for you."
"What's that?"
She leaned in close.
"I don't mind."
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If Aang were someone else, like Jet, he may have taken advantage of Katara like this. Not that she minds… This story assumes the existence of love at first sight. Which is my biggest regret in writing it. But I'm in a good mood. I'm going home in a few days for the holidays. I live about 3,000 miles from my home and it saddens me. But happy feelings about going home make me want to write... fluff... which I rarely do. Enjoy it while I've got it in me!
Sorry about it being short. I'm a busy person.
-samtana
