A/N: Thanks for your patience guys, I'll update again soon! I seem to have stumbled onto a question of morality for most people with this fic, my response is "Good for you!" Not to sound rude or anything but the fact that people aren't able to voice their opinions without something really drastic happening is inherently is true. So the fact that I'm saying this to those that have moral problems with my work is kind of a moot point, and sort of pointless in a way because the fic itself is a drastic event for some people, regrettably so. But i've said my two cents and am just going to let those that want to enjoy the fic, enjoy it.

Chapter 2
Who Are You?

"Aang, can I talk to you?" It was the day after I told Katara about how I felt, and had wanted to question Aang about whether she told him or not.

"Hey Sokka." Before I knew it Aang had dropped the large boulder that he was practicing his earthbending with on my foot. "OWW!"

"Sorry!" Aang said immediately as he bended the stone off my now swollen and bruised foot.

"It happens a lot." I said bitterly rubbing my toes.

"So, you wanted to talk to me?" Aang said overly cheery. I stumbled a bit as I heard his tone. He knew.

"I wanted to let you know that even though I have feelings for Katara, it doesn't change anything." I tried to sound consoling, but it didn't work.

"Then why are we talking about it?" Aang sounded bitter now, and slightly annoyed. "You knew all along how I felt about her, and what about Toph?"

"What about her?" I asked a little confused.

"Have you seen how she acts around you?" Which was basically code for you're an idiot.

"No, I was blinded by-"

"Your love for your own sister?" Aang shot back angrily. "Are you hearing yourself?" Leaves began to swirl in an updraft and Aang's eyes and Tattoos started to glow "You went after Katara, knowing how I felt about her, knowing what it would do to me, and knowing that I would do anything to protect her!" with a sharp gust of wind Aang staff jumped off the ground and into his hands, he took a battle stance.

"Aang…I'm sorry, what else can I do or say?" Sokka said in a panicked voice.

"You can be destroyed." He said coldly. Aang then extended his arm into a palm strike, bringing with it a gust of wind that knocked me off my feet and made me fly backwards into a nearby tree. A water whip then came seemingly from nowhere and smacked Aang on his cheek, bringing him back to his normal state but not lessening his anger. Katara then came out from behind a tree, carrying her waterskin at her side, poised and ready to do its job.

"Aang leave him alone." She stated. She walked up to him and stood about a foot away.

"He needs to understand that it's wrong Katara." Aang told her, his voice sounded hurt and he seemed depraved of a need to squeeze the life out of me.

"What he needs is to not be judged, he's human after all, I have a theory." Katara explained she was calm and seemed to me to be over the shock of my confession. She sighed and continued. " All this really is, is sexual tension I'm not comfortable with it but I think in…kissing him, it will get it out of his system." Aang face seemed calm at first and then slowly contorted into a disgusted cringe, but I couldn't believe my ears.

"I can't believe your okay with this, there has to be another way!" Aang's mouth caught up with his words, which flew out of his mouth in protest.

"This is the only thing I could think of, and everything else I thought of didn't make any sense." Katara smiled and shrugged innocently.

She then turned and looked at me. "Sokka-" I knew exactly why she called my name and before she even got to finish her sentence I ran over and our noses almost touched.

"Dork!" I heard Toph yell from the top of a nearby boulder. My heart sank, as I knew she had heard the whole plan. I had hurt her, and she was responding the only way she knew how. Now she was going to watch just to torture me. Katara's head spun in the Earthbender's direction.

"Shut up Toph!" Katara commanded.

"No." I responded. Katara then faced me again, a worried look on her face "Its okay, let her watch." Katara then leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss on the lips, innocent and nothing more. "What was that?" I asked her, she looked shocked.

"A kiss." She said dryly.

"No it wasn't, that was like getting a kiss on the cheek from Gran Gran!" I retorted trying to understand why she was holding back.

"You're my brother!" She shot back as if she didn't believe what she was hearing.

"Come on Katara, he wants it, so give it to him!" Toph shouted with cupped hands over her mouth. "Show him that womanly power of yours!"

"Fine!" Katara shouted back, she turned back to face me. She then brushed back the flyaway strands of hair with her hands, sighed, and lifted her hand and ran it over cheek gently. I then leaned in and kissed her, and it was the most incredible feeling I ever experienced. A moan escaped her lips and she pressed harder, 'Was she beginning to like it?' I asked slightly surprised.

My hands began exploring the contours of her shoulders and arms, then lower, to the small of her back and hips. She stopped me there, and broke off slowly almost hesitantly as she could barely allow herself to take her hands away from my neck, which she began scratching lightly with her nails when I went down to her hips. We stood there staring at each other; no one said a word. I looked around and Aang was looking at Katara accusingly, as if she was an experiment to be studied.

"I didn't enjoy it!" Katara yelled suddenly in Aang's direction, Aang walked out of sight with a disgusted look on his face; presumably back to camp.

"He never said you did." Toph replied, she then went running off after Aang.

"I didn't mean to hurt him." I said quietly, feeling like a complete idiot.

"What did you expect would happen?" Katara questioned her brother coldly.

"Why are you mad at me the kiss was your idea?"

"I didn't ask for you to feel this way about me." She hissed quietly.

"Why not? I noticed that you actually did enjoy it." Sokka said vengefully.

"Shut up." Katara raised her voice a little as if it wasn't the first time she said it.

"Maybe you do feel the same way about me, you never gave Aang any attention whatsoever. Can you tell me why?"

"Shut up!" She yelled firmly, as if it was a final warning.

"Admit it, you felt my breath on your neck when I kissed you, and it got you hot!" Katara's eyes then went wide; she slapped me as hard as she could across the face, knocking me to the ground.

I rubbed his cheek tenderly glared at my sister, feeling betrayed and thought above all people, she would understand. "Are you happy now, is this what you wanted?" I asked her dusting off my now skinned and bloody hands.

"You think I wanted this, of course not!" She turned awa "I just fell in love with my brother, and he suddenly tells me he feels the same way!" Katara screamed sarcastically.

"Katara, why didn't you tell me?" I asked in disbelief. She sat beside me on the ground hugging her knees to her chest.

"I thought you'd hate me." Katara addressed her feet weakly, she didn't look at me, and I didn't blame her.

"Katara, even if I didn't feel the same way, your still my sister, and even when something looks bad, I would never be mad enough to never speak to you again or something." I hugged her cloistered form and smiled even, hoping she would turn and look at me. She did, and leaned suddenly, and at that moment every inhibition was discarded, and I just went with what I felt.

As my lips touched hers I felt the hand on my back pull me closer to her, her hair teased me with its smell of lilies as it brushed against the side of my face. My hands began exploring her hips again as left off, every detail of her was fascinating to me. I couldn't stop myself as my hands crossed to her stomach, I barely grazed the tips of my fingers over the flesh that greeted them, it was the combination of the kiss and this that made me now drunk with admiration and love for this woman that seemed to be my sister… 'Was she still my sister?' I wondered. My thought seemed to kill the mood and she had picked up on it.

"What's wrong?" I asked comfortably as I could without the whole picture of my sister being underneath me in a very compromising position overwhelming my mind and morals.

"It's just." She turned on her side, looking now very uninviting with a deep thought look on her face, not looking at me. "What makes what we're doing right?" It was a good question, one I don't think I asked myself, and should have back when I was ten years old. I had an answer; I took her hand in mine and held it gently. "Just this." I told her with a smile. She laughed a little at me.

"Where do you come up with this stuff?" She asked still giggling. I kissed her lightly again.

"I honestly don't know, I guess its just there." I gave one look at her and smiled deviously. "At least if people think we're evil, we can be evil together." I shrugged innocently.

"Okay stop." Katara commanded half seriously trying to suppress her laughter.

"When I think of love I think of us." I told her teasingly.

"You're pushing it." Katara replied wearily.

"I don't know what I'd do without you." I told her kindly, she gave me a quick hug I began to tickle her and she laughed. After we both were exhausted from wrestling around. We rested in each other's arms for a while before Katara asked softly as if she was half asleep. "Should we go, its getting dark?" I took her hand, and helped her to her feet as I got up myself.

"Do you think they're going to be mad?" I asked her simply as we walked back to camp in the growing darkness. The lightning bugs gave an ambience to the whole scene, and gave me the bigger picture of everything, but Aang and Toph's reactions were beyond me. Katara sighed heavily, like she didn't really know either. "I don't know what's going to happen, I didn't even see this coming." Suddenly the darkness of the night seemed eerily fitting for us to be walking back to camp.