AN: So if someone would do fanart for this… I would die of happiness and elation. Seriously, currently it is my DREAM to have someone do fanart for this. For real guys. And if you yourself don't draw, find someone else who can and tell them to read and fanart! And if someone does perhaps draw something give me a link so I could see it! It would be the most amazingist, awesomest thing ever! J In fact, forget reviewing just draw me something instead! Jk, but, seriously. Again, you're all awesome! A shorty, but a goody!

We avoided each other the next day like pentapox. He made use of his time by dragging Katara down to the creek to fish "like the good ol' days" he said. Aang and I caused absolutely no mischief. He insisted I "relax" which translated into sitting on the couch all day. I love the man, but Haibai! He was boring! So I took a nice long bath. I just had to get away from him, he never stopped moving and all the chatter!? I slapped my forehead with my wet hand just thinking about it.

I then went outside despite all his protesting. I could feel his arms flailing around over his head telling me "you could get a cold!" and "what if you trip and fall!?" Something inside of me snapped.

"Aang! Shut it!" With that I sent him flying into the air via earth pillar. He *grits teeth* of course, floated down to the ground with barley a vibration. "You're driving me mad!" I threw a huge boulder at him that I stomped up. He broke it into harmless fragments before it even reached him. I almost ripped my hair out. "Would you just take it like a man, Twinkletoes!? I want to hit something!"

"Toph, I really don't think you should be earthbending in your-"

"What? In my condition? Come on say it Aang! Just say it! I'm fat and bred! I know, for the love of Tui and La, I know! I'm massive! I'm- I'm the size of a hippo-cow!" I screamed.

"That's actually not-"

"Yes it is! Just hold still!" I growled shooting a rock at him and when his attention was on the immediate threat, I jabbed him in the back with a slanted column.

"Ow, Toph, I wasn't even going to say-"

I let loose a guttural sound and stomped off. Stupid airbender, stupid Avatar, stupid, stupid, stupid! I built myself an earth tent far away from the sulking Avatar and sat on my butt. And then I cried and cried. For what reason I had no knowledge of, I just cried.

Why am I crying? There must be something wrong with me! That only made me cry harder. I feel awful! Why was I so mean to him? He only wanted to help. Another shuddering sob. It took me a few minutes to calm myself down and then I disassembled my tent and dragged my feet back over to Aang. I stood in front of his slumped form on the earth bench and scuffed my toe in the dirt. "Sorry," I muttered. And then, feeling extra bad, I held my arms out awkwardly. They were filled with a very much happy Aang. He gave me the tightest hug he could manage over my huge stomach.

"Aw, it's ok, Toph."

"And if you tell anyone about this… I will personally cut you into small pieces and then hide those pieces in the walls of my house. Agreed?"

"Yep," he gulped, releasing me. I went back inside, wanting to get away from the crisp air. I grabbed yet another jar of pickled cucumbers and sat on the couch, munching them down. Aang audible grimaced and gagged at my "interesting choice of food."

When I felt Sokka and Katara approaching later that day I bolted into my room, cradling a fresh jar of cucumbers with me as I ran… well waddled, to the back of my house. I didn't want to face Sokka, not yet at least. I lit the fire, wrapped a blanket around me and plopped down in front of the fireplace with my delectable, sour, scrumptious cucumbers. I was left alone for a while, that is, until Katara came knocking. "Come in," I called begrudgingly.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Fine. Did you catch any fish?"

"Yeah. Four big ones. So uh, Aang told me what happened."

"Of course he would," I mumbled. "Is that even normal?" I blurted.

Katara laughed. "It is. Your hormones are just all out of wack. Nothing to worry about, that is, unless you try to kill my fiancé again."

I chuckled and nodded. "I'll try not to."

"Oh and I think Sokka wanted to talk to you or something," she said.

"No! I mean, it's probably not-"

"Hi, Toph," Sokka said. I groaned and covered my face. He used his sister to get the door open so he could slip in. Stupid, but ingenious. I felt Katara scurry out and slam the door behind her. "We need to talk."

"No we don't," I whined.

"Yes we do," He said sitting next to me on the floor. It was awkwardly quiet for a moment. "So um... I kind of kissed you."

"Well I kind of kissed you back," I mumbled, putting the lid back on the jar, having lost my appetite. "So what does that mean, exactly?"

"Whatever you want it to mean."

"That's real helpful, Sokka," I deadpanned. Quiet again. "So does that mean you kind of might like me?" I asked softly.

His pulse sped, even faster than it was when he first walked in. It was a wonder the human body didn't just explode sometimes. "Yeah, I kind of do like you, Toph."

"Oh," I blushed. I mean, I definitely suspected he liked me like that, but hearing it... well that was a different story. "So does that mean we're... together?"

"Only if you want us to be," he replied gently.

I sighed. "I- I don't know... I mean maybe just not yet..." I was chickening out!? I wrung my hands together. No Toph BeiFong! You will NOT back out of this! "Can we just kind of take it slow? Feel it out, I mean?"

"Of course." There was a tender pause. "I won't pressure you into things you're not comfortable with."

"I know you won't," I said patting his knee.

"Then is it ok if I kiss you?"

I gulped and a shiver ran down my spine. I nodded. I heard the quiet rustle of shifting fabric as he came closer. My heart rate spiked and I was breathing like I had just run a mile. He settled between my knees and leaned in. I leaned back on my hands, nervous to boot. Last time it had been unexpected but this time I knew it was coming and I felt like I was shaking like a leaf. He cupped my face in his hands tenderly and instantly I felt calmer. I could feel his sweet breath on my face. Our noses brushed and I blushed even harder. He gave me a sweet kiss and our lips parted with a tiny smack. And then he kissed me again, slower. I was pretty sure I stopped breathing when his lips parted just a little and pressed against mine again. A wave of chills raced over my skin and I gave him a tentative kiss back. His fingers gripped my face a little tighter and he tilted his head to one side. I felt a little braver, suddenly, and parted my lips a little and closed them against his. He literally pulled my lips against his and I heard him suck in a breath. His kiss instantly heated and I felt like I was drowning in him. It wasn't until he groaned a little in pain that I realized my fingers were tangled in his hair. It was odd, I had never really had a chance to feel his soft hair before. It was long and in a (all thanks to me) mangled ponytail. Long, considering he used to have it shaved on the sides. I loosened my grip and returned his intense kiss. He pulled back with a 'smack' of our lips parting. I felt a little embarrassed at first like I had gone overboard and then I realized it was simply because he was being a gentleman.

"Was that ok?" He fumbled, almost breathless. I could only manage a nod. "Good," he murmured pulling me into his lap and wrapping the blanket around both of us. With warmth from his chest at my back and a fire heat on my face, I decided I was probably the happiest person in the world.

AN: I was pulling my hair out trying to write that kiss scene! I wanted to make it kind of modest so what did you think? Too descriptive, just right? :)