A/N: I really should have had that last chapter posted days ago, but for those of you who don't know, the site has been suffering a really bad error when people try to post in a larger fandoms. A work around has been found, but its rather difficult for me, but still I got the last chapter in place. Hopefully, I can just upload this one like regular and they will have fixed it.

Here is to hoping that you guys are getting alerts for this still, because I am not.

"I'm supposed to do what exactly now?" The monk asked skeptically.

"You turn the wheel which ever way it wants you to go in the game. Your pedals down there are stop and go," Zuko said as he inserted coins into the game.

Zuko pressed the few buttons needed to get the game actually going and watched as Aang promptly plowed into another car. The monk looked abashed and seemed almost as if he would apologize to the game, but didn't think twice about the second car he rammed into.

"Remind me never to let you drive my car," Zuko said jokingly.

"This is a lot harder then it looks," Aang said taking a left turn too sharply and flipping his car.

As the screen came up proclaiming Aang's defeat, Zuko helped him out of the game.

"Let me help you this time."

Zuko climbed into the 'drivers seat' and pulled Aang onto his lap. The monk blushed, but didn't complain. He started up the game again and this time they took off. Zuko whispered directions into Aang's ear and slowly guided Aang's hands with his own. The monk's light blushing now turning a bright pink, but he stayed determined on beating the game. As they crossed into the finished lined, even managing a decent placing, Aang yelled out excitedly. The monk turned as best as he could and threw his arms around Zuko's neck.

"I did it!"

This was a routine Zuko was growing rapidly attached to. Aang was so excited to have done anything new and Zuko was increasingly more grateful that he could be the one to share it with him. Aang had a passion about everything that he did that kept Zuko excited every moment with him. This was another of Zuko usual spots. He had been here a million times, played this same racing game a million times, but never did he have the kind of excitement with it that Aang brought. The monk just had this ability to capture his attention in that moment and make him feel like there was only now. Tomorrow never seemed so far away.

"Is there any other game you wanted to try?"

"Sort of," Aang said nervously.

Aang climbed out of his lap and waited for Zuko to stand. Once on his feet, Aang grabbed his hand and dragged him across from all the game over to a photobooth. Zuko figured he should have guessed that it would involve more pictures. They seemed unable to escape them. Aang didn't give Zuko a chance to hesitate, he just shoved him into the booth. Aang lingered for a moment. Zuko could hear him clicking buttons and getting everything set up. After a few moments, Aang climbed in directly behind him.

Zuko was able to admit that for the first two pictures he had positively no idea what Aang was doing, but he quickly figured it out as the first picture consisted of Aang covering Zuko's eyes. The second picture, Aang covered his ears and kissed his cheek. The third picture Zuko had a general idea of where this was going as Aang reached up and covered his mouth. Zuko grew curious what the next picture Aang had in mind.

Trying to figure out what Aang was doing, Zuko turned directly into him. Their lips met and Zuko didn't mind in the least. Aang seemed more aggressive, but still awkward. Zuko let his tongue brush lightly over Aang's lips and he quickly found entrance to his mouth. Zuko tasted him and pulled Aang closer to him. He was about to deepen the kiss further when he heard the last photo take. Firmly, he had to remind himself where they were before he pulled away from the kiss. He knew his eyes held the promise of more if Aang was willing to claim it. The flushed look on Aang's face told him that he might expect the monk to take him up on that offer. Aang kissed him once more, but it was just a soft brush of lips before he climbed from the booth.

They waited a moment for their pictures to print. It gave them two sets. Aang's stared happily at his. Zuko could tell how excited it made the monk. It took Zuko a moment to realize that Aang probably had little to no pictures of himself. It explained to Zuko why Aang would be nervous, but also excited about it. Zuko looked at his watch and saw the time.

"The movie is getting ready to start. Want to grab some candy?"

Aang got excited in the same impossibly happy way he had all night. Zuko found his hand clutched tightly by the monk as he was dragged off to the concessions. It took a bit of convincing, but Zuko finally managed to talk Aang out of buying everything, and they settled instead on half of everything. Zuko was pretty sure they had one of almost every candy available. Not to mention the giant tub of popcorn and sodas. It took a lot of juggling and Aang's handy cargo pockets before they managed to get it all and pick seats.

The seats Aang picked were in the back. They were ones he liked best anyways. He had trouble sitting in front and craning his neck the whole movie, but Zuko wasn't sure how much movie he would be watching.

As the reminder to turn phones off came on, Zuko pulled his own out and put it on vibrate. He had a photo text from Katara that he had missed. He looked at it and saw a perfect picture of Aang and him in their first kiss. Zuko rolled his eyes. It figured they would get busted. He shoved the phone in pocket. He looked over to see Aang unloading his.

"Don't eat all of that or you're going to make yourself sick," Zuko warned.

"I wont eat all of it, but I want to try it," Aang said.

The lights dimmed and previews scrolled across the screen and Aang watched amazed. It took him to the third one to pull enough away from the screen to start opening candy.

"What is this movie?"

"Its called Toy Story, I think you'll like it," Zuko answered.

Aang nodded, but didn't say anything else.

True to his word, Aang didn't eat everything, but he certainly sampled all of it. They had quickly come to realize that Aang loved chocolate. Which was fine with Zuko as he mostly like dark chocolate with its more bitter taste. Aang was not a fan of anything gummy, but Zuko was happy to help him out with that as he did enjoy those the most. When it came to sour candy, they found themselves at war. Each of them seemed fond of them.

Zuko struggled not to mentally slap himself as he realized he was cataloging everything that Aang liked and disliked. He tried to remind himself that past this night, he wasn't going to have any reason. It was a kick to the gut. He found it difficult to maintain any level of sadness as he watched Aang enraptured with movie. The monk's silver eyes wide as he watched. The thought that he might not get to see them again did leave an ache in his body. He pushed it all from his mind and reminded himself that there was always the chance that Aang was going to extend his stay. Either way, he planned to live tonight like it was the only one he was going to get.

When the end credits rolled, Zuko discovered he had been right about the movie all along. He watched very little of it. Most of the time, he found himself focusing on Aang. Their small chattering during the movie about the candy and what came next was nice, but Zuko knew he was too busy watching Aang to pay much attention. He watched the roller coaster of emotion that washed over Aang from the movie. All his happiness and sadness and worry and the tender expression on his face at the end. Zuko felt like he couldn't get enough. It had been a task the whole movie through to keep his hands to himself.

They stood and stretched, Zuko helped Aang to pack away his candy as they talked about the movie. It was hard not to get wrapped up entirely in the conversation about animated toys. Aang seemed to be bursting with energy after the long sitting though. The monk's energy was practically tangible. Zuko attributed part of that as all the sugar that was consumed. He felt that it was practically his duty to hold hands, lest the monk start bouncing off the walls.

"Is there anything you want to do next," Zuko asked.

"I have no idea, but I have no desire to sit still. I want to go somewhere. Do something. Move," Aang said.

"How about I pick the next place? Is that okay with you?"

"Sure."

"We'll need to make a pit stop at my place. I want to change my clothes. It should be just late enough now for most places to livening up," Zuko said.

"I thought you kept spare clothes in your car," Aang pointed out curiously.

"I do, but those are work clothes. I need something that I can 'play' in," Zuko said with a devious smirk.

Aang raised an eyebrow and looked at him expectantly.

"We're going to a little club I know of called The Boiling Rock."

FN: Firstly, I apologize for the bit of name abuse in this chapter. I realize I used their names a lot. However, it was rather difficult not to. We have a bit more action and a bit less introspection on Zuko's part, because most of that would simply be, "Aang has to be the most stupidly happy over excited person I know, I'm wonder if he is like that in bed..."

I hope you guys enjoyed the fluff, because the plot is coming back.

This chapter has a special dedication to my boyfriend, who demanded they go see Toy Story.

As always, Reviews are highly appreciated.