A/N: Hello! Welcome to 2015's edition! I am posting this one a day early, because, well, tomorrow's Saturday (well, in Australia, Valentine's Day is on Saturday this year. Idk about other countries) and I don't have any access to the internet tomorrow. OH WELL. Any excuse for Kataangyness, right?

So this one is 300-400 more words than the last. Hope you don't mind.

Note: This drabble continues on with the last chapter. Enjoy!

The 2015 Edition – 4 Years after the War

On Valentine's Day, Katara woke to the sun streaming through the bedroom window, highlighting the chocolate hair spread, tangled, over her pillow. Sighing, she tried to gain some control over the tangles, but quickly gave up.

Yawning, Katara rolled over to face Aang. The seventeen-year-old was still fast asleep, snoring softly into the pillows. Smiling softly to herself, Katara reached over and stroked his chin, feeling the over-night stubble there. Then, being careful not to wake him, she crawled out of bed, pulled a robe over her under clothes, and slipped out the door.

The house was quiet, with only a few lemurs poking around the kitchen. Amused, she shooed them out before they made too much of a mess, making a mental note to close the windows before going to bed that night.

The sun still streaming through the windows, Katara wondered out the front door, rubbing sleep from her eyes. She hadn't been for a walk through the island in ages, and she hadn't realised how much she missed it until now.

Surprisingly, Air Temple Island had changed a lot in those few weeks.

The first thing Katara noticed was that the daffodils had bloomed. The yellow-flowered plants were dotted along everywhere, bobbing happily in the breeze.

The breeze was the second thing Katara noticed. It was cool and refreshing as it whispered across her face, playing with her hair, catching in her cloths, making them billow out around her.

After that… a hundred other things Katara noticed. How the grass was soft against her feet. How the sun was warm on her skin. How the lemurs were everywhere, hiding in trees and playing in the grass. How good it felt to bel able to stride forward, as far and fast as she wanted, with no limits.

How this serenity was all temporary. But the fact that this freedom was limited made it all the more sweeter.

The past few weeks had been hectic. Meetings, travelling, paperwork… it had all just seemed to pile up. There wasn't even a good reason for it. No world crisis, no crazy person going on a rampage, no fussy politician kicking up a fuss. It was just one of those times.

They – the Gaang – barely had a spare minute to themselves. As it was, Katara had barely had the energy to kiss Aang good night before she had crashed into bed each night.

But, it seemed, things had slowed down, at least for now. The workload had lessened, fewer things demanded their attention… all of them had the chance to lean back and relax. It was a nice change, a welcome change.

She lost track of time, just wandered around the island, going wherever the paths lead, following the lemurs, or making her own way around. It was peaceful, silent.

And then Aang dropped down from a tree just in front of her, his torso bare, making Katara squeal and jump back.

'Sorry! Sorry – I thought you heard me coming!' he held his hands up. 'I didn't mean to scare you!'

'Aang! You were in a tree. How could I have heard you coming?' She shook her head, trying her best to look annoyed. 'And what were you doing in a tree?'

'I was looking for you. On top of a tree, I can see pretty much all of the island.'

Katara frowned. 'Wait, you were climbing trees? I thought you were sleeping.'

'I was sleeping. But I woke up. You were gone, so I decided to try and find you.' He raised an eyebrow. 'I found you, by the way.'

Katara tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. 'Oh… sorry.'

'What for? I don't mind. There's nothing like an early morning walk, anyway.' He grinned at her, reaching over to ruffle her hair. She scowled, trying to pat her hair back into place. Her hair refused to cooperate.

Aang's grin turned into a smirk, and he tugged on a lock of her hair. 'I've always loved your hair. It amuses me.' He chuckled when she glared at him. 'Okay, I'm sorry. Your hair is beautiful, not amusing. Here-' he pulled an apple from his pocket and held it out to her. 'Peace offering?'

She took the apple, looking sceptical. 'You had the foresight to bring peace offerings? You planned on starting a war or something?'

Aang shrugged. 'Well, originally they were just meant as snacks. But I can't see why they can't be both.' He pulled another one of the fruits from his pocket, biting into it.

'And just how many apples do you have stashed on your person?'

Wiping juice from his chin, Aang gave another grin. 'Just the two.'

Rolling her eyes, Katara bit into hers, savouring the sweet fruit. Humming to herself happily, she reached for Aang's hand with her free one, and tugged him down the path. He followed her, swinging their arms as they walked.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, he looked over at her, tossing his apple core over his shoulder for the lemurs. 'You know what's good about today?'

'Mmm?' She too threw her apple core away, wiping the sticky juice from her chin.

'I don't need a messenger hawk to say happy Valentine's Day.' He gave her a shy smile, and reached into his pocket for a third time.

Katara gasped as he pulled out a Panda Lily – undamaged, it seemed, by the apples – and leaned in to tuck it behind her ear. He gave her a quick kiss. 'And today I also get to give you a real flower in person. Happy Valentine's Day, Sweetie.'

She stood on tiptoes to kiss him back 'And this time I can give you the actual thing, not just a wooden one,'

He smiled again against her lips. 'I still have it, the heart. In fact, it's in my pocket now.'

He has my year-old heart in his pocket. 'Well, you know how to melt a girl's real heart, Mr Avatar.'

'Nope. Just yours, Sifu.'

Katara couldn't help but giggle. 'Happy Valentine's Day, Aang.'

A/N: So apparently Aang's pocket is like Hermione's bag. Huh.

But look closely. This is what a lonely, lonely person writes for Valentine's Day because they don't have anything else to do but sit and watch all the happy couples from a dark corner. I figured writing some fluffy Kataang will cheer me up, and hopefully some other people, too! XD

Happy Valentine's Day, peeps! Don't forget to review, and in a year's time check out the next chapter!