Back again! See? I told you guys I would update soon!

Thank goodness for this song's change of lyrics, otherwise I would have had Chapter 7 to be the very last chapter in the story. But I decided that wouldn't be my perfect ending. So, I shall continue until the song is over. =)

Anyway, this is all just MORE silly fluff D I notice myself that there's not much conflict in this story, but I hope you guys don't mind. It's hard to come up with something. Jet has been taken care of as well as the preps from school. Hmm.

Day 8! Read away!

I think that possibly, maybe I'm falling for you

Yes, there's a chance that I've fallen quite hard over you

Katara loved him. Loved him. Loved him! And he knew since day one that he loved her, too. It had only been a week plus one day that they've been together. Normally when people confessed at this time, they would break up a week later and that love was completely wasted. But no, not this time. Aang knew him and Katara were going to be together for who knows how long. A long time, he supposed. Maybe forever?

Aang shook his head at this. He didn't know that. She could suddenly change her feelings. But their affection for each other was so intimate that he couldn't help but wonder if them being together for a lifetime was probable.

Only the universe knew.

He sighed, stirring his usual cup of hot chocolate, reminiscing the events throughout the week. Oh, how he loved this week. How he loved Katara.

"Katara." He smiled at her as she entered the café. She had been checking her watch. She then looked up upon the mention of her name and smiled back at him, then approached.

For some reason, Aang started giggling. She was beautiful in every way he could think of. Her tan skin was soft and cool, like water. Her eyes were crystal blue, like water. Blue, blue, blue! She was bathed in that color, in water. He could only presume that was her favorite color and element.

Then he noticed her hair. It was deep brown—chocolate.

Her lips had a pink tint to them—strawberry lemonade.

Aang was giggling uncontrollably with these thoughts.

"What?" She asked, those pink lemonade lips curving into a smile at him, then into a grin, revealing perfect, pearly-white teeth.

White chocolate!

Aang was now laughing.

"What?" She started laughing a little, but was also getting sort of nervous. "Did I… do something funny?"

"No, no! It's just—Everything about you looks so tasty." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"WHAT?" She laughed hard.

And then Aang laughed again. They were in fits of laughter. They felt they were going crazy. At least, Katara thought Aang was going crazy, that was for sure.

"I-I'm sorry, Katara." Aang grinned.

Katara was still laughing. "Care to explain what you meant with that comment?"

"I was just thinking that the blue on you reminds me so much of the water element, your eyes especially. Your hair reminded me of chocolate, your lips reminded me of strawberry lemonade, and your teeth when you smile reminds me of white chocolate."

Katara had calmed down as he was explaining, but she bit her lip and tried holding in another laugh. "So… I look edible to you?"

"No, no! That's not it!"

"Because, Aang, that would mean you have serious cannibalism issues." She let the laugh she was holding go.

He slapped his forehead with his hand and groaned. "I guess I'm just hungry."

"Well, go get a pastry or a sandwich or something and stop looking at me like you can eat me."

He blushed, playing with his thumbs and not moving from his seat.

"Well?" She asked, waiting. "Aren't you going to go get it?"

"I kind of spent the last of my money on my hot chocolate." He admitted with an embarrassed grin.

She sighed, shaking her head. "Aang, why didn't you say something earlier? I'll go get something for you. What would you like?"

"No, Katara, don't do that!" He whined, grasping her arm and keeping her from going to the counter.

"I'm serious, Aang. You need food. You haven't eaten since lunch and it's already past four thirty."

"But I'm not hungry." He said, completely making up that excuse at the last second.

"Yes, you are. You want proof? Move your arms." She said. He obliged, not knowing what she was doing, but blushed immensely as she leaned down and put her ear to his stomach.

"It's growling." She smirked up at him a few seconds later.

He glanced outside, not meeting her eyes. "Whatever." He pouted.

She giggled, getting up. "Alright. What do you want?"

He sighed. "Egg salad sandwich? It's pretty much the only vegetarian option they have here." He grumbled.

She nodded, and left to buy the sandwich at the counter. He crossed his arms, observing the way her hips swayed as she walked and the way her lips moved as she spoke. He couldn't even comprehend how much he loved her—it was too much for his heart to process. It was overpowering.

She returned. "Think fast," She threw the boxed sandwich to him and he immediately caught it before it flew past him.

"Excellent." She smiled and sat back down.

"I'm still pissed at you."

"For buying you a sandwich?"

"Against my will, yes."

She laughed. "Alright then."

"You bought something for yourself, too?" He noticed as she pulled out a cream-cheese filled croissant.

"Mhm," She hummed, bringing it to her lips and munching on it. "Eat." She added with her mouth full, pointing to the sandwich.

He shook his head, smiling, and opened the box and began to eat the sandwich to her command. Man, she could be motherly sometimes, but that made him love her even more.

I've seen the waters that make your eyes shine

Now I'm shining, too

Because

Oh

Because, I've fallen quite hard over you