Hi! Okay, yes, I do know that it has been FORVER since I've updated, and I'm sorry! But this is a very awesome day, because for the first time ever, I HAVE A VALENTINE!! YAY!! So, I'm very happy, and decided to (hopefully) make others happy, too! So, hope its good and HAVE A LOVELY VALENTINES DAY!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. Fan Fiction. Get it in your head.

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Sokka didn't know why, but, for some extremely odd reason, he absolutely loved Toph for the things that she did that most everyone else found annoying. She was horribly mean to him, always accenting his bad qualities, and being just plain snotty. But that just made his heart beat faster.

She criticized him, never understood or believed him, and if she had the chance, Sokka was sure that she would give away his deepest, darkest secrets to the whole world. But he could never replace her.

She always told him what to do. It didn't matter if he was lazing around, sword fighting, eating or sleeping, she yelled at him to do a chore that Katara had assigned for her and that she didn't want to do.

She was always exaggerating, and taking things to the highest level of uncertainty, until people started to panic. She always needed to be right, and always felt the need to use sarcasm to alert people of immediate danger (a bit like him, maybe, but still).

Sokka had a feeling that Toph wasn't always honest with him, but he didn't exactly matter. There were things that other people just plain didn't want to tell, and it was fine by him if Toph had her secrets; because, secretly, he had his, too.

One of the things that bugged Sokka most of all, was the way she pretended to forget anything he said, and how basically horrible at faking she was. She didn't need to forget; but it was almost like she wanted to.

Of course they argued a lot. Everyone in the Gaang did. But really, in all truth, the two of them fought the least. Of course, if you asked anyone else, they would say the "Toph and Sokka are the most disagreeing people I've ever met in my whole life!" That was Katara. What a surprise.

But it was honestly just playful fighting, witty banter, a graceful ballet of insulting words, tossed back and forth between the two. Even when the others would say that it looked like Toph was going to explode, Sokka saw it in her eyes. She wasn't yelling, she was expressing herself, like a painter might create a mural, she created funny, sarcastic quips to make fun of him.

She felt it in his stance, and heartbeat. He was sure of it. When he really was irritated, his back was straight, and his fists were clenched. But when they 'fought,' he moved his hands around wildly, slouching.

And he would always remember that one moment when she said an off comment about some pointless matter, and he stood rigid and yelled, really, really, yelled, "No one likes you anyways! You're just a snotty, pompous jerk, thinking that you're the best, when others can outmatch you any day! You'll never have a real friend, because you don't know how to act at all! Being mean isn't how a real person acts! I'll bet that you've sold your soul to that evil spirit, Koh. And you know what that means don't you? Not one person in this whole wide world will ever love you!"

Such horrible, horrible words he said, all because of a shortage of food and a lack of sleep. He remembers the way she stood there for a few instants, mouth open with shock, pupils dilating. The way her eyes filled with tears, mouth opening and closing like a fishes, as if trying to think of a remark to throw back. But it seemed as if her brain had short-circuited, and she just slumped there, down on her precious Earth, as if nothing matter and the universe had begun to spiral out of control.

He regrets it. All the time, every day, he does. And when they were about to go to the final battle, the day before the comet arrived, and she kissed him and confessed her feelings, and he blindly told her he loved her back, that's something he doesn't regret. Not in the least bit.

So, now, a few months and a few (or more) kisses later, she still insults him, and throws rocks at him, and wakes him up in the most unconventional ways, he loves her. You can't ever, ever change! He tells her that all the time. And, as far as he can tell, she willingly complies. Because he still finds beetles in his food. And dirt in his water.

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Yay! Finally, some more Tokka for you all! I only came up with this idea today, surprisingly (I have a whole page of Tokka notes). Usually I dwell on an idea for about a month until I find the inspiration to actually write it out. But almost all of my ideas are depressing. And it's not a depressing holiday, and I'm hyper, so I just threw this out there! I'm mildly happy with this, but I really don't like the ending. Eh, what can you really do, though? Oh, and don't you people worry! The next chappie of The Pretender will be out soon. I'm working on it. So, sorry for such a long A/N, and I hope you like and please review! Happy Valentines Day! Thanks!

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