A/N: FINALLY!I'm sorry this took so long! I've been caught up in watching various anime's because my friend got me into them :P And this is pretty boring, but I thought it would be easy to write out something that happened, and add my own twist to it. I also got a lot of suggestions, but my email spazzed, so I didn't get to save them. If you suggested something, please re-send it to me ;D And if anyone is reading my Merlin fanfic, it's on Hiatus, sorry :( And I'll try to be better about updating, but school's about to start back up, so . . . yeah.

Plus, I made this Kataang video, but youtube blocked it, so if you have a FB, please go to my page (www. facebook Freyaloves ) to watch it! It's called KATAANG - Slow Life :D

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"You all look great!" Aang smiled and began to walk outside, only pausing to pat Appa's nose. The sun was setting, casting a myriad of colors across the courtyard of the Jasmine Dragon. Aang went to stand by the railing, smiling softly at the sight. It wasn't long before he felt the soft vibrations of someone coming nearer, and wasn't surprised when it was Katara. Aang had come to a calm acceptance of their situation, and he wouldn't ask more from her, but he didn't think he'd have to.

Katara looked sideways at him, blushing. She also had come to an acceptance – less calm than Aangs' – that she loved him. And what better time to show him than now? The sun was a beautiful orange; Aang's robe a close second. Katara placed a hand on his shoulder and turned him towards her, pulling him into a tight embrace. Aang returned it eagerly, smiling into her hair. They pulled back after a while and looked at the sunset.

Katara knew she had to do this now or she'd lose her nerve. She turned back to him, and Aang did the same. He knew how he felt about Katara, and he would take anything she would give him. They looked at each other, Aang with love, Katara with pride, and she slowly leaned into him.

Aang's heart sped up and his eyes closed. He slightly parted his lips as Katara's brushed his. Her hands held his jaw and she deepened the kiss. Aang kissed her back eagerly. He was only vaguely aware of the implications that he was kissing the girl of his dreams – that the girl of his dreams had kissed him. He was too caught up in the feel of her soft lips on his. Of course it wasn't the first time he had felt them, but this was definitely the first time they had ever kissed like this. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling them closer together.

Katara wrapped her arms around his neck as Aang deepened the kiss even more. She tilted her head, wanting to be closer to Aang. Their lips melded together seamlessly, a perfect fit. Aang's arms tightened around her waist until there was almost no room between them. Katara sighed against his lips, which only made him kiss her harder.

This was how it was meant to be. They kissed until the sun set, only stopping to breathe. Katara knew that their relationship was probably going too fast, but with all the time that they could've been together, and the fact that Aang could've never come back piled up, they didn't want to be apart for a second more than necessary, and they weren't.

"Katara," Aang breathed as they parted again. His eyes were half lidded and glazed.

"Aang," she replied, cupping his jaw. "I love you."

Aang shivered and closed his eyes, trying to hold back the tears. "I love you too, Katara." He choked out. "So much." He rested his head on her shoulder and held onto her.

Katara held him, feeling a few tears fall down her cheeks. "I wish I had've told you sooner. I'm sorry, Aang."

"Don't be," he whispered, nuzzling her neck. He swallowed thickly. "You were just afraid. I understand."

Katara nodded, the tears coming down her cheeks faster. "I was. I was afraid you'd never come back, and you'd never know how I felt."

"But I did come back," Aang comforted. "And I know now. That's all that matters, right?" Katara nodded, fearing to speak. Aang gently pulled away from her. "Come on, we should get inside."

Katara nodded, and they began to walk back to the Jasmine Dragon. Before the got to the door though, Katara gently tugged on his sleeve and pulled him back to her, kissing him softly.

Aang blushed when they pulled away. "I could get used to that."

Katara smiled playfully. "Good, because you'll have to. I don't plan on being without you ever again."

Aang froze. "You really mean that?"

Katara nodded. "Yes, I do. Aang, I want to-"

"-Hey, you two! What are you doing outside, it's dark!" Sokka interrupted, opening the door. Aang's face turned bright red and Katara just sighed.

"Nothing, Sokka." Katara deadpanned.

"Good. That's how I like it." Sokka sounded pleased with himself. "Besides, you two have been making lovey-dovey faces for too long, and it's starting to give me the oogies."

"Oogies?" Katara said, incredulous. "What is that supposed to mean?" Aang smiled as they went into a familiar sibling banter. He knew it would probably be better to break them up before they woke up the whole Earth Kingdom, but there was something oddly comforting about hearing them argue. It was almost like old times.

Old times, Aang scoffed. When did they become that?