Photographs
"Aang! Stop it!" Katara giggled as Aang took another photo of her. The two of them were at the beach enjoying the sun and surf. Kids were running around, their parents and older siblings chasing after them.
"Come on, Katara," Aang groaned. "I need to take someone's photo and you take photos really well anyways." Katara felt her cheeks heat up and turned her head to the side hoping her fiancée wouldn't notice. But the annoying, lovable, bald headed guy raised his new birthday present and took a picture.
"Aang! Give it to me!" Katara cried and launched herself at the camera wishing she had never brought it for him to begin with. Aang laughed and easily avoided the attack. Stupid martial artist student. Katara crossed her arms and pouted, "You're mean Aang." Aang just grinned widely.
"Love you too Katara." Katara rolled her eyes. Getting up she started to make her way to the surf. "Katara where are you going?" Aang asked.
"Well we are on the beach," Katara called and before Aang could say anything she had dived into the water. The cool refreshing water seemed to pass over her. The champion swimmer rose up to the surface, breaking it she took a deep breath of air. Putting oxygen back into her burning lungs.
Before she even realized it, she felt a pair of hands grip her hips and someone kiss her fiercely. It was Aang; even with water now cloaking his body she could still smell his fresh misty cologne. She wrapped her arms around his neck and tilted her head back, bringing new passion to the kiss.
As the need for oxygen started to get stronger they pulled away. Aang had a sneaky smile on his face.
"What are you grinning at?" Katara asked as she took deep breaths of air.
"You," he said simply and got a quick picture of her smiling, blushing, wet face.\
A/N Slightly on the short side, but that's all good. The next one is music and I am telling you right now that it is so sweet and full of fluff. Please review!