I know I said I would try to get up to 3 chapters up yesterday, but after the second one, I crapped out of ideas.

BTW, thanks to "A Great and Terrible Beauty" who gave me the idea for the end of this fic.

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I own everything! Mwahahahaha! Except Avatar…

Ch. 8

Aang and Katara were slowly making their way back to camp, hand in hand, and in silence, both thinking about what had just occurred. Just a few minutes ago, they were rolling around on the dirt, hugging, caressing, kissing, touching… These thoughts were almost too much for either one of them, they had always thought that their relationship would never extend farther than "good friends". Now it went so much deeper. And they both loved it. Before that day's events, they knew that they wanted each other, that they needed each other, but neither one of them had fully expressed it until that one day. And they both welcomed each other with open arms.

As they were walking back, Aang was getting uncomfortable with the awkward silence. I just spent 20 minutes rolling around in the dirt and making out with her, and apparently we are still to nervous to talk to each other. This is stupid. Aang decided to break the silence.

"So how long had you been waiting?" He asked with his usual grin.

"What?"

"Well, back there, in the field, you said 'you have no idea how long I have wanted that to happen'. So how long was it, exactly? I already told you that I've been waiting ever since I saw you when you freed me from the iceberg."

"I-." She began to blush "I don't really know. I mean, I knew that I liked you since that same moment. But I didn't really feel this way until sometime afterward. I think it was when we got to the air temple, when you saw Giatso's body and you entered the Avatar state. I saw how devastated you were and wanted to be there for you, to make it better. I told you that we were all your family now, but I knew that I wanted to be something more." She admitted with a smile, and Aang smiled back.

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Sokka was running as fast as he could back towards the field where Aang and Katara had been.

"Sokka! You idiot! Stop running! You'll let them know we're here!" Toph had just about grown tired of Sokka's nonsense. She stopped running and planted her feet firmly in the ground, and punched upwards, as if uppercutting someone. A wall rose out of the ground in front of Sokka, and he ran right into it, knocking him onto the ground.

"SOKKA, I"VE JUST ABOUT HAD IT WITH YOUR BULL (insert word here)! This was all your idea! It would really be a shame to have convinced the both of them to open up to each other, then drug them, then leave them on some god forsaken island to get together, and then you come along and ruin it all because you are afraid of what you wanted to happen in the first place!" (A/N Sokka's plan is really umm, odd, when you think about it…)

"I'm not afraid! I'm jus-."

"Yes! Yes you are! She's 14! She's a master waterbender! She can take care of herself! Not to mention that this is Aang we are talking about! Aang! You know, the same kind, gentle, wouldn't-hurt-a-fly, protector-of-the-world Aang! He respects your sister, and he would never do anything that she doesn't want him to do!"

And that's when it all hit him, why he was so afraid, why he was so overprotective… all of it.

"That's just it. He may not, but she might want to, and he would go along with it. And he would be happy to go along with it."

"Well, then that would be your sister's decision, and she'll make it if she wants to, and you should be happy that they love each other enough to make that decision together."

"It's a bad decision." He said in a grim voice as he picked himself off the floor, and once again started running to where he had seen the two last.

Toph sighed. Should I chase him, or should I wait for him to make an ass of himself…

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They walked back to the camp in silence once more, sometimes steeling glances from each other, every so often one noticing the other, and their eyes would meet, only to find that seconds later, they were rolling around in the grass again.

"Mmm, Aang... (kissing)… Stop for a second... (more kissing)… We have to find Sokka!" After hearing this, Aang remembered what he found just outside their campsite. And with a final, long, deep, passionate kiss, he pulled away and helped Katara up.

"Wow, you actually stopped." Katara said in astonishment, and perhaps, even a little disappointment.

"Yeah, well, you reminded me of something I have to show you. Come on, it's back at the campsite." When they got back, Aang started looking for where he left Sokka's boomerang. He found it leaning against the tree he had been practicing on. He picked it up and gave it to Katara.

"Look familiar?" He asked sarcastically, as he handed it over to Katara.

"How'd Sokka's boomerang end up out here?"

"I don't know, but I found it not to far away from the stream."

"Whatever, it could actually be useful. We haven't eaten yet. We can use it to cut down some fruit. Then we can give it back to Sokka when we find him. But let's find some lunch first, we skipped breakfast."

"Alright, I don't know what kind of fruit grows on a tropical island, except coconuts and bananas, if you consider coconut a fruit…"

"Then, we'll have coconuts and bananas." She said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go." He said, as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and started to move forward, but she resisted.

"What?" he asked her, surprised by her reaction.

"You're not coming with me out there. If you do, we'll come back in 3 hours with nothing but dirty clothes and grass stains."

"Yeah… And…" he said with a sly grin.

She gave him a playful push. "I know, practice your firebending while I'm gone."

"Katara, I told you tha-." She cut him off.

"Aang, I won't be here, so you have no chance of hurting me. Besides, how will you ever master fire if you are afraid to try again?"

"But I don't have a master to te-." She cut him off once more.

"Just do what you did before."

"Katara, I don-."

"Just try, Aang! For me!"

He hung his head and sighed as she walked away. This must be what they meant when they said it was impossible to win an argument against a woman…

Ha-ha! I like that last line. Just playing around, to any offended women out there. And thanks again to "A Great and Terrible Beauty".

Rest in Peace, Mako Iwamatsu (Voice actor for Uncle Iroh)