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I wrote this chapter last night. But i didn't upload it till the next day because I wrote it really late and I had class the next day. So this chapter has a bit of fluff, not too much but the fluff is there. Enjoy

YEAHHHHH

Burnin that Gasoline...

Yeahhhh

Burnin that Gasoline...

Aang was still headbanging to Audioslave as he drove up his street and into his garage. He noticed his dad's corvette was missing, Must be at work, Aang thought. The song ended and he turned off the ignition. Both Sokka and Katara looked at each other and Sokka mouthed the words "crazy" at her while pointing at Aang.

"Call me crazy all you want Sokka, I really don't give a fuck."

They all got out of the car and headed into the house. They were taken back at how big it was and how clean it looked. It was a tri-level house. There was the basement, then the main floor, and an upstairs. Katara and Sokka looked at his house with awe.

"This... is... where... you... live?" Sokka managed to utter.

"Yeah, i like it cause it's simple and cozy and really helps me focus on my studies."

"Wowwwww.." Katara still looked shocked.

"Sooo what do you guys want to do first?" Aang asked.

"Umm, i don't know, i mean its your house." Katara said.

"Well we can play XBOX, ping-pong, foosball, or we can just chill, watch TV, or listen to music."

Katara opened her mouth to say something but Sokka cut her off.

"Ooh, ooh, let's play XBOX." He sounded like a small child.

"Sure, the XBOX is in the living room, follow me, oh and could you both please remove your shoes? Thanks."

Katara and Sokka complied, not wanting to track in dirt into Aang's home.

The main floor of Aang's house was mostly carpet but the kitchen floor was hardwood and the countertops were made of granite.

"Oh and you can take off your socks if you want to if that makes you more comfortable, mi casa es su casa." Aang said.

Katara and Sokka complied again, not wanting to be rude. They made their way to the living room and Sokka almost dropped dead.

"Oh MY Spirits..."

In Aang's living room was a 50 inch plasma television, the XBOX was set up right in front of it and the room was outfitted with surround sound.

"Aang pardon me if this sounds rude but how can you afford all of this?" Katara asked.

"My dad works as an IT manager, he's a pretty smart cookie."

Katara giggled at his small joke. Aang clapped his hands together and rubbed them.

"All right, what's the name of the game?" Aang asked anxiously.

"Ummm, you got Left 4 Dead or any Call of Duty?" Sokka asked.

"Do I?" Aang said as he opened up a cabinet full of games, cd's, and dvd's, and even a couple of vhs tapes. They were all organized alphabetically and by type of entertainment. Aang browsed through his game collection and picked out 3 games and threw them on the floor at Sokka.

"Here you can pick."

"Hmmm, ooh, let's play Left 4 Dead 2."

They played for an hour or so while Katara watched. Aang was all right at the game but Sokka was basically a pro. He knew the ins and outs of every map, weapons, and their locations. After a few more minutes of playing multi-player with Sokka, Aang grew tired of playing. He noticed Katara's boredom and he thought it was his chance to make some sort of move on her.

"Uhh, hey Sokka.."

"Mm?" He was focused on the game.

"My eyes are getting a little tired, so I'm gonna take a break for awhile, you can play single-player."

"Mm." He grunted.

Aang turned off his controller and turned to Katara. He waved at her and she waved back. He pointed his thumb towards the kitchen insinuating if she wanted to join him. She nodded and they both got up and left.

Aang opened the refrigerator door and got himself a gatorade.

"Hey you want something to drink?" He offered Katara.

"Umm, i'll just have some water."

Aang pulled out a bottled water and handed to her.

"Thanks"

"No prob."

There was a silence.

"Sokka's pretty good at that game." Aang finally managed to say.

"Well if the game has anything to do with guns or zombies, he's pretty good at it."

Aang chuckled, then continued to ask her questions to make conversation.

"So what kind of music do you listen to?" Aang asked.

"Umm, I like R&B, and hip-hop, and some acoustic stuff, what do you like?"

"The list could go on and on." Aang replied.

"So do you play any instruments?" Aang continued.

"Um, well I play a little piano and guitar, and I kind of sing." Katara rubbed her arm as she said the last part.

"You sing? You have to show me." Aang said in a kind of demanding way.

"Uhh, I don't rea-" But before Katara could finish her sentence, Aang yanked her by the arm and pulled her to the basement with him. Aang's basement was very spacious. It was finished and Katara noticed a lot of musical equipment. It was filled with all kinds of guitars, keyboards, amps, and also a drum set. It all looked very expensive to her. Aang continued to lead her through his basement when they turned a corner and Katara saw an elegant 6 foot grand piano.

"Wow, it's beautiful." She managed to say.

"Yeah, but not as beautiful as you." Aang said.

Katara blushed at his compliment. Aang sat down at the piano and motioned for Katara to take a seat next to him on the bench. She took a seat next to him and noticed his hands were quite large when they were resting on the keyboard.

"Damn, you have some pretty big hands." Katara said.

"Maybe you just have small hands." Aang retorted.

She bumped him playfully.

"Hey do you know Faithfully by Journey?" He asked.

In fact, she knew the song very well because it was the song that was played during her first kiss and last dance at her senior prom with her now ex-boyfriend Haru.

"Uh, yeah...yeah, i know that one." Katara replied.

Aang started playing the intro and Katara inhaled deeply trying to focus. She hadn't sang anywhere else but her shower. Aang cued her in and she sang.

Highway run

Into the midnight sun

Wheels go round and round

You're on my mind

Restless hearts

Sleep alone tonight

Sending all my love along the wire

They say that the road

Ain't no place to start a family

Right down the line it's been you and me

And loving a music man

Ain't always what it's supposed to be

Oh Girl

You stand by me

I'm forever yours...

Faithfully

Aang harmonized with her on the last word surprising Katara. Wow, his voice is so... pure. She thought.

She continued to sing while Aang sometimes harmonized with her that made her melt at the sound of both their voices. It got to the part in the song where the guitar solo was supposed to be and Aang just decided to improvise, so he vocalized the solo. Katara laughed and they finished the song.

"Wow Katara, you have an amazing voice."

"Oh please, it's your voice that sounds so amazing, not mine."

"No I'm serious Katara, have you ever thought of becoming professional?"

"Not really, I mean, I only sing when I'm in the shower."

"Well you're pretty good for a shower singer."

She bumped him again playfully. Aang noticed her hints and his eyes met with her cerulean one's. I could get lost in those forever... he thought. He slowly leaned forward and tilted his head to the right as did Katara. He closed his eyes. This is it, no turning back, he thought. Both their lips were a few centimeters away from touching, and they could feel each other's warm breath, when Sokka turned the corner.

"Hey Katar-What the fuck!" He cut himself off as he saw his sister almost kiss Aang.

The two quickly separated themselves.

"Sokka! Ever heard of knocking!" Katara exclaimed.

"If you haven't noticed, there's NO door here." Sokka shot back.

"I should think about putting a door there." Aang interjected as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Shut up." Sokka's voice was serious. His brotherly instincts kicked in.

"I just came down here to see where the music was coming from and low and behold, I catch my little sister about to kiss a guy who she just met no more than 8 hours ago."

"Shut up Sokka, or I'll tell dad about that "potpourri" you keep taped to the under-side of your bed.

He knew that she was referring to his stash. He knew he would be so screwed if his father found out that he was experimenting with drugs. He knew he had been defeated and walked back upstairs to the living room to continue playing. Katara turned back to Aang.

"Now, where were we?" She asked sensuously. She leaned in and tilted her head.

Her voice was as smooth as silk but the moment was gone to Aang. Gone to Soon, hey isn't that a Michael Jackson song? he thought. He stopped her before she could continue.

"Sorry Katara, but I'm just not feeling it right now."

"Oh, I see..." Katara said with a disappointed tone.

"No, don't get me wrong, i'd like to kiss you but, I just want it to be perfect, and Sokka is right, we just met, maybe we should to get to know each other a little better and take things slow. Sound good?"

"Are you saying that you want to be my boyfriend Aang?" Katara asked teasingly.

He blushed a crimson red.

"Will you let me be that person?" He asked. Katara could sense his nervousness.

"Yes, I will."

They hugged and got up from the piano and went back upstairs to the living room to explain things to Sokka. To their surprise he had turned off the XBOX and was sitting on the couch with his arms and legs crossed.

"Well well well, if it isn't the two lovebirds."

"Shut up Sokka." Katara said as she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, anyways, Dad called, he came home early and he wants us back now for dinner."

Katara sighed knowing that she would have to see Aang another time.

"All right, Aang could you give us a ride home?" She asked.

"Oh n-n-n-n-n-no.. Were walking home Katara, i looked up directions to home from here on my phone and it's only a few blocks away."

Aang understood that Sokka was just being his protective brotherly self and could see why he didn't want him to give them both a ride home.

"Come on Sokka, I don't want to walk, my feet hurt from walking all day around school and-"

Sokka cut her off.

"Oh boo-hoo, maybe I should play you a song on the world's smallest violin." His voice was filled with sarcasm as he crossed his index finger over his thumb imitating playing a tiny violin.

Katara sighed knowing that she could not argue her case. The siblings grabbed their backpacks and shoes and Aang walked them out. Sokka didn't say a word to Aang as he walked out, but Katara stood at the doorway.

"Aang I'm sorry for my brother's rudeness and I speak for him and myself when I say thanks for your generous hospitality."

"It's not a problem at all Katara, and don't worry about Sokka, he's just being a brother."

Katara smiled knowing that Aang was so understanding. He smiled back and she walked out as Aang closed the door behind her. He was about to walk back to the kitchen but he heard a knock on his door. He immediately opened it.

"Forget something?" He asked.

"Yeah, I sorta did." Katara said, as she stepped towards him and kissed him for a good 3 seconds. She pulled away as Aang was still making a "kissy" face before he realized that the kiss ended.

"Oh." he blushed and rubbed his neck nervously as he always did when he was nervous.

"I'll see you tomorrow.." She stated.

"Okay, but tomorrow's Saturday.."

"That doesn't mean that I can't see you."

He blushed again.

"Here call me." Katara took out some lipstick and grabbed his arm and scrawled her number on his skin.

"I'll definitely do that." Aang stated as she finished.

"Come on Katara, Dad's waiting!" Sokka shouted. He was waiting on the sidewalk.

Katara sighed, then gave Aang another peck on the lips and walked down the driveway. Aang waved goodbye at the siblings but Katara was the only one to wave back. Aang closed the door and he couldn't hold back his excitement.

"WOOOOOOOOHHHHH! Aang's got a girlfriend, Aang's got a girlfriend." He chanted as he walked back to his kitchen to prepare his dinner.

Just an FYI: Aang's home was based on my own home in America.