Toph tried her best not to snatch the phone from Aang's hand and stomp it into a million peices. He was texting Onji...again. Instead she sighed, trying hard to ignore the tapping of Aang's fingers on the keys. she looked up at him again as they walked into the building.

"Ha! She's soooo funny. Look at the video she sent me," Aang said holding the cell phone to Toph's face.

"A dancing kitten, how cute," Toph said sarcastically. She rolled her eyes. They had been texting constantly since that halloween party.

"Seriously Aang," Toph said stopping at her locker. "How the hell is Gyatso not killing you for the phone bill? You've been texting non stop since halloween, and its January!"

"Three words: Prepaid unlimited plan. Only fifty dollars a month."

"You sound like a cheap phone company commercial," Toph sighed, slamming her locker with unecessary force. She began to storm towards her homeroom. "So, you guys getting serious, or just trying to bankrupt your parents?"

Aang blushed. "Well, at first it was just for fun, but now... I just don't know."

Toph sighed again. She regretted ever going to that stupid party. She regretted telling Aang that it was time he moved on from Katara. He'd moved on, alright. But not with the person she'd expected.

"Anyways, I gotta go meet Onji in homeroom."

"I thought you guys didn't have homeroom together," Toph called after him.

"The semester changed, remember? New schedule! See you later, Toph!"

XXXXXXX

Aang walked down the hallway after gym class. They were calculating how fast the kids could run a mile. Aang got the best time.

"Hi, Aang!" Meng said, popping out of nowhere.

"Oh, hey...Meng," Aang grumbled. "How did you know I was here?"

"Your classes are perpendicular to mine, so I just ran around the corner, and, here I am!" She said grinning at him.

"Thats...nevermind." Aang said walking down the hall. He picked up speed when Meng walked next to him.

"So, I noticed you've been hanging around Onji lately," Meng said with a grimace.

"Yea, so?" Aang said. He cringed. He didn't want to sound so mean.

"So, how's the tomboy turned floosy taking it?"

Aang raised an eyebrow at the girl with the crazy hair. "That who?" he asked.

"You know," Meng said. "Your short little sidekick. Or, maybe she's the hero and you're the sidekick. It doesn't matter. I like the behind the scenes guys anyway," she said, batting her eyelashes at him.

"You mean Toph? She's not a...what was it...floosy? Who even talks that way?" Aang questioned. "And she's taking it just fine. She's not trying to stop me or do something crazy."

Meng smiled up at him. "Who said anything about doing something crazy?"

Aang looked down nervously at the girl. "No one. I've gotta go, Meng."

Aang walked as quickly as he could without looking like he was trying to escape. He hated working with Meng. He wished there was someone he could set her up with so she'd leave him alone.

Aang smiled as an idea rushed into his head. He had to find Toph.

XXXXXXX

Toph was punching out her rage on her punching bag. She had turned on her stereo as loud as it would go. She pictured Onji's face in the middle of that bag. She knew how upset Aang would really be with her if she knocked her lights out.

Aang banged on the slider door of the Bei Fong mansion. His voice was muffled over the music. Toph looked up to see him standing there, goofy as ever, even though she was mad at him.

She walked over to the door of the basement and let him in. "The front door works, you know," she teased.

"I know. But I was so excited I just couldn't..." Aang stopped when he finally got a good look at Toph. She was in her sports bra and shorts. He could see how toned muscles were. Her hair was in a sloppy pony tail. It was beginning to slip out and some of the strands clung to her sweaty skin. Toph shivered.

Aang gulped and felt a flash of heat rush through him. She looked incredibly sexy. He'd seen her this way thousands of times. But there was something different this time in particular. almost like she was staring at him the same way.

Aang resisted the urge for his mouth to fall open. Instead he tore his gaze away from her body and back to her face. A lock of hair was sticking to her forehead. Aang reached out and tucked it behind her ear.

"Anyway," he said shaking his head, "I need a favor. Remember how you told me to get over Katara?"

Toph struggled to find the words to speak. She couldn't believe what Aang just did. When he first came in, he looked at her in such a heated way. She felt his gaze drift all over her body. She could feel his eyes skim ove her in a way that made her shiver. She ached for his touch.

No one had ever looked at her like that before. She shivered. Just as she began panting, he reached out and smoothed her hair.

Toph mentally slapped herself for being such a girl. "Yeah," she said shaking her head to clear out the thoughts. "I remember."

"Well, I was wondering if you could do the same thing for Meng."

"Your stalker? I'm not going within fifty feet of that psycho! Why on earth would I want to even talk to her?" Toph exclaimed. Even though she wasn't scared of Meng, she still hated the idea of coming close to her. It made her angry to see how she could openly flirt and throw herself at Aang without worrying about being laughed at.

Aang sighed and took a seat on the couch, watching Toph's hips again. That was the part he was always drawn to, for some reason. They were small due to her height, or lack there of, but they were full in every sense of the word.

He tried not to stare as Toph bent over to pick a remote up from the floor. He could appreciate her recent developments. He wished he could hold her hips in his hands. But he knew he'd get sucker punched for it. Aang watched as she toweled off. He stared intently as she ran the towel from the back of her neck, to her chest, to her stomach.

"So," Aang spoke loudly, breaking his inappropriate thoughts. "You, uh, think you could find someone to hook her up with?"

Toph tossed the towel on a chair and plopped down on the couch next to Aang.

"Aang, i'm not a match maker. And I don't hook people up. Unless, that's what you've been doing with Onji this entire time," Toph teased. Only, her voice was teasing. In her mind she needed to know. She couldn't stand the thought of Aang hooking up with anyone.

"We...don't- I mean...we're not even...ugh! Nevermind," Aang said. "I just need her to get over me and find someone else. She's getting pretty obssessive."

"Yeah, its only a matter of time until she ties you up in her basement and starts collecting locks of your hair," Toph said laughing. She thought about it, and decided she wouldn't mind Aang tying her up at all.

"Not funny, Toph. She's crazy. One day, she gave me a t-shirt with her picture on it. She said she had one with my picture on it and she wore it under her clothes."

Toph fell over in a laughing fit. "What did you do with the shirt?" she asked when she got herself together.

"I put it on Sokka's doorstep. Remember? He thought he was being stalked!" Aang laughed. He smiled at the memory of Sokka rocking back and forth, worried that someone was coming after him. He didn't go outside for a week.

"Oh yeah! I remember that!" Toph said. She smiled up at Aang.

"You know," Aang started. "You've got a really cute face, Toph."

Toph blushed and looked away. "Where did that come from?"

"You do," Aang persisted. "I mean, I hear what other people say about you, Toph. But their just jealous."

"You sound like my mother," Toph said. She couldn't believe her ears. Aang said she was cute! "Wait, what other girls? Who's been saying shit about me?"

"Well, today Meng-"

"I'll kill her."

"Toph," Aang warned, "Don't worry about it. She's got a few loose marbles rolling around upstairs."

Toph smiled again. She felt a new sense of love spread through her. Without thinking, she threw her arms around Aang.

He was startled at first, but eventually returned the hug. Toph suddenly became hyper aware of her close proximity of him. She smelled his skin through his shirt. When did he start wearing cologne? She held her breath when she realized she was sniffing him.

She relaxed her head against his muscular chest, listening to his steady heart beat. She felt him begin to stroke her messy hair. Toph was the first to look up at him. He stared back down with the same intensity as before. The room got quiet.

Aang jumped up first, almost knocking Toph over in the process. "Well," he began stretching while looking everywhere except her face, "I've gotta go. You know, do homework and stuff. Bye, Toph," he said. He ran into the glass door and was knocked flat on his back.

Behind him, Toph erupted in laughter. He watched from the floor as she walked over to the door and slid it open. "Trying to walk through walls again?" she said smiling.

Aang laughed nervously and stood up, thankful for the cold, late January air that cooled his heated skin. "See you tomorrow," he said.

Toph watched as he picked up his discarded bike and pedaled away. She took several deep breaths before closing the door. "What the hell just happened in here?"

Thoughts? Any thoughts at all? None? Thats okay! I'll jusy go take a nap. Seriously, its nap time. Review, or not. Because it's nap time. I'll check them later. I don't own avatar.