Ok, I have this really awesome beginning seen in my head. Basically Katara's standing on the edge of the building, hair and dress whipping in the wind. She's staring at Aang, with really wide eyes and shocked expression. Aang however is rather calm and holding out his hand to her.

"You love me?" Katara asked staring at Aang, the man who saved her, pulled her off the bridge, almost died by her side, told her his past, and was madly in love with her.

"Yes, Katara." Aang said taking a step closer and holding out his hand.

"Katara, or her money." Katara snapped at him.

"The wonderful, smart, beautiful Katara, who's about to throw her life away, along with me heart."

"No, you're saying things, things to make me stay." Katara said standing up and the crowd below gasped. There was the sound of Toph and Sokka fighting over the microphone.

"Do I look like I'm saying things?" Aang said taking another step forward. "I've done enough Katara, to know that material belongs are nothing compared to the hearts of people. I would love you if you were some hobo on the street. Please Katara, don't do this to me."

"But, but, but." Katara said looking at him for some answer, but found none.

"Katara, I want you to be happy, if you think this will make you happy I won't stop you but your talking me down too."

Katara was slightly shaking, staring at him, looking for some flaw, something to prove him wrong, but it was gone, there was nothing, she was staring at someone who was telling herthe truth completely. "What would you do if I died tomorrow?" That was a question Katara wanted him to answer.

"It depends on how you died, if it was this way, I would cry, visit you grave and ultimately die alone. If you were murdered, I would kill who ever killed you, and make my self live. If it was natural, I would surely be depressed, I would do everything and anything to make your name mean something."

"What if you killed me?"

"I would make myself live on this planet, be alive but be dead at the same time, I would never forgive myself."

"Say it again!" Katara demanded.

"What?"

"That you love me."

"I love you, Katara."

It was those four little words that made Katara freeze and stare at him. She remembered in her late middle and early high school years, her and her friends describing their dreams of a man. Tall, strong, smart, loving, and above all perfect. Aang was few of those, but there was something that made Katara all warm inside. She could feel the hot tears rolling down her cheeks, and Aang muttering something softly to her.

She was facing to leaps, one that would lead to the end, and the other to a potential heartbreak. She could hear the mutters of the people below, and Sokka and Toph still fighting over the speakers. Somehow in her search for the answer, her turning and small step backs, her shoe mind up her mind for her. One heel snapped off, and she toppled forward, she screamed in surprise, not knowing which why she was going. She was suddenly in a fierce hug, an iron hold on her firmly.

"It's ok Katara, I'm here." She heard a voice coo in her ear gently, but she was crying to much to know who. "It's alright, relax, I'm here."

"I'm dead aren't I?" Katara said clutching whoever it was tightly.

"I thought zombies were fictional?" And Katara looked up to see Aang holding her close.

"Aang!" Katara yelled hugging him hard and refusing to let go.

They stayed like that for a good set of minutes, ignoring the mutters from the crowd. Even then the cops burst through the door, they stayed like that, with Aang gently cooing her. Katara cried herself to sleep and Aang cried her back to the ground floor, gently smiling down on her. Sokka and Toph meet him in a hug more than anything, and Bato managed to slip the four in the car without a huge crowd forming.

"Alright, we're splitting you two, right here and now. Aang is coming with me, and Katara you go do something with Toph." Sokka said as he and Toph entered the house.

Aang popped out of the kitchen with his 'shadow' behind him. Katara had been Aang's shadow for weeks, and was as quiet as a mouse, following closely behind him, finding every excuse to be with him. She would have 'nightmare', and would run off to Aang's room and snuggle up beside him. Katara showed emotion, there was just not words to them, but Aang seemed to know what she was saying by a look.

"You sure that's a good idea, Sokka?" Aang asked.

"Yes!" Sokka said grabbing Aang's wrist before he could protest and dragging him out of the house.

Katara stood there, wordlessly shocked, and frozen without her person to follow. Toph however dragged her to her room and throw her on the bed. Raiding her closet, cloths were flying this way and that, and Katara just watched.

"Here we go!" Toph said holding a little blue sleeveless dress. "This will do nicely."

"For what?" Katara asked, speaking for the first time to someone other than Aang, when she said she had nightmares.

"Don't ask, try on." Toph snapped, shoving her into the closet to change. "So, how does it feel?"

"Um…it's different from what I'm use too." Katara said, coming out. It was indeed different, the dress ended at the floor like always, but she always had sleeves. It was cut on the side so her legs can move and came up to about the middle of her thigh.

"It great!" Toph said. "Now, my friend should be coming soon, actually you know her."

"Thank you Bato!" A female voice said, before the door opened to revealing Suki and her make up bag. "Well, look who's all grown up."

"Suki!" Katara smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Making you presentable!" Suki snapped. "What have you been doing?"

"Shadowing some guy all over the house." Toph said.

"Well, Ms Stacker, I believe I have some work to do." Suki said getting to her work indeed.

Suki worked Katara's hair, making it a lovely style, half down, half up. Momo perked himself on Katara's lap watching the whole thing, purring as she pet him. Katara found the two women to be very stubborn with the topic of what they were doing with her. Suki came all the way form Ba Sing Se to help Katara with whatever, and Toph just had a weird way of doing things. She was in and out of the room the whole time.

"Sokka is wonderful to see you." A man with a bread and mustache said trying to hug Sokka.

"Don't touch me Haru!" Sokka snapped at the man. "Or at least don't hug me."

"Picky, picky." Haru said waving a finger around. "Who's this, Sokka I thought you were married to Toph."

"I am, this is Aang." Sokka said pointing to Aang who really just wanted to go back home. Sokka pulled Haru to the side, whispering to him, "Katara's kinda like his shadow. And thetwo have a love problem, they can't just get over the first step."

"Who are you and what have you done to Sokka?" Haru asked with a chuckle. "Now, let's see what I can do you Mr. Gray-eyes."

Haru pulled Aang away before he could ask Sokka what in the world was going on. Sokka found the whole thing rather comical and would pop in from time to time, only to have Haru kick him out. Somehow Aang ended up in a nice suit, looking more like an actor than anything. Haru and Sokka were arguing over something Aang didn't really catch.

His suit was black, Haru said something about bring out those eyes of his. His shirt was a golden yellowy orange, completed by an orange tie. However Aang couldn't change back, Sokka toke his cloths and refused to give them back to, much to Aang's dismay. The two hurriedly left, waving to Haru, but then they were out of there.

Somethings being planned!!! Please review this chapter.