Hello! This isn't the first time I've done fanfiction, but it is the first time I'm submitting here.
It's been years since I ever wrote anything, and I hope to really just practice and start again.
I'm currently going to an International School (my first language isn't English), so I want to see my progress of writing. I could do it with homework or simple essays... but I figured that writing stuff that actually interests me would be more exciting.
So! Excuse my English, first of all. As I said, my mother-language isn't English, and I'm still learning. I tend to make silly mistakes that I notice much later on, if at all. Again, because I haven't written stories in English for years, I'm a bit rusty.
Apologies aside, here's my first story here. I thought about it for quite a while in my head and I really wanted to get it written somewhere.
I hope my readers enjoy the stories I will be uploading here. Critique is always welcome! Even if you don't have much to say, I love getting reviews! They give me motivation and inspiration, so don't be shy to give them!~
Short summary;
This takes place after Aang's fight with Ozai. War has ended; Aang and his friends are slowly rebuilding the World. One day, something rather odd happens to the young Avatar... looks like the spirits have given him an unexpected gift!~
And thus, a series of humorous and adorable events start happening.
[Pairings; all canon ones. Kataang, Maiko, Sukka,... There may and may not be some OOC moments here and there. Kataang-centered.]
[Rating; K - T. Kissies and huggies, be warned!~]
Sun was setting on the horizons of the city of Ba Sing Se. The sky was warm orange with a hint of darker blue, signaling the coming of night soon. A warm breeze blew over the land.
A land once torn with war and fear, now filled with peace and happiness. Also, progress and development. Even though the barbaric Fire Lord and his insane daughter were defeated and put behind bars by the Avatar, the World still needed a lot of time to recover. The political and social events were only heating up now that there weren't Fire Nation troops patrolling the cities. It seems like the Avatar has got a lot to do after defeating the most evil man who had yet stepped on this land.
Oh, the Avatar, Aang. So young and innocent, and yet full of bravery, experience, compassion and justice. His adventures with his friends, and his self-discovery, has shaped him into a powerful Avatar. A protector. A savior. A... lover.
It seems that the events of Ember Island was just yesterday.
About a week and a half ago...
Aang was flying in the Fire Nation's Airship along with his friends, Sokka, Toph and Suki. They took the Fire Lord with his limp body as a "prisoner". Toph had molded rocks around his body to keep him from trying to escape or move at all.
They were heading towards where they promised to meet Zuko and Katara. The four could only hope that the fight with Azula ended for their good.
The tired Avatar gave out a long sigh. He had bruises and burns across his body, with nothing covering them. The pain was rather minor, but it still irritated his exhausted soul.
"Hey, Aang," Sokka said, steering the airship. The Avatar perked his head up.
"You look like you need a rest." he finished. He had turned his face towards his friend. A worried smile appeared on the warrior.
It wasn't really like him, to be honest. But it was very sincere of him to feel worried, still.
Aang yawned, "Ah, yeah. I guess I should take a nap." he stood up and headed for the door.
"Tell me when you need something." They all nodded and watched him leave the room.
He stumbled a bit around the hall of the ship. His mind only on getting to somewhere where he could lie down and rest. It's been a long day, a long week… a long year, now that he thinks about it.
'It all seems to be so long ago when Katara and Sokka freed me from the iceberg… '
Katara. Ahh. Whatever happened that night, Aang doesn't want to remember. He knew he was being immature and irrational. The last time they spoke, they were arguing. It might as well been the last time they ever saw eachother.
'I pray to spirits she's safe. I can't fathom the thought of her being hurt.'
He made it to a small room with a bed and a cupboard. The eerie red atmosphere and Fire Nation symbols scattered across the room bothered him to no end, but he paid no attention to that. All he wanted was to rest.
The scarlet bed (that seems to be for injured soldiers) was more than inviting right now. The young Avatar dropped on the bed, took a deep breath and was already falling asleep.
Moments passed… Minutes… Maybe even an hour…
Time went by so fast, but he seemed to be caught in it. He didn't dream. He didn't even think much. He sighed again, feeling the warm feeling of sleep take over him, when suddenly-
"WHAM!" the airship shook and landed on something hard.
Immediately Aang jumped up, ready for a fight, an escape, anything. He didn't plan on sleeping through a possible ambush or an attack.
He rushed out the door, his head dizzy from the lack of rest and from disturbing his sleep.
Stumbling across the hall again, he made it to the steering room, only to find no one there.
"Sokka? T-Toph? S...Suki?" he tried his hardest to get their names out and call for them. His vision got blurry and he felt faint. He simply needed to rest, his body demanded for it.
After a long silence, caused from the Avatar simply being too tired and caught in trance from his exhaustion, footsteps were heard coming into the ship.
They came closer and closer and Aang had bearly managed to turn around, when…
"Aang?" a shaky voice came from the door.
His vision still fuzzy, his stance still on the edge of falling, he made out only the figure infront of him.
"Aang!" the voice was louder. It sounded so familiar…
The figure came very close in a matter of seconds, gripping a strong hold on the Avatar. Hugging him tight, as if it was the end of all time for them.
Aang couldn't respond very fast, but he recognised the figure now, and the quiet sobs coming from her were heartbreaking.
"You're… safe. You're… alive! Thank the s-spirits! Ohh, Aang!"
"Hey, Katara…" Aang said with a quiet tone. He was filled with joy that the waterbender was well and breathing. He tried to return the hug, and to comfort the weeping girl, but his legs felt weak and he fell on his bottom.
Katara didn't let go of him. She got down on her knees, holding the boy tightly in her embrace.
Words couldn't explain her happiness and relief.
He was with her. Nothing could ever break her arms from holding him. Tears of pure happiness ran down her dark cheeks.
Moments passed. The rest of the gang had gathered into the room, quietly watching the two share a touching moment of reunion.
Aang finally got his arms around Katara, but just lightly. He buried his face in her neck, trying his best now to support her and hold her.
"I'm glad… you're… safe and alive, too. It's gr...great to see you, a-...again." his words faded, barely hearable for anyone in the room. But Katara heard them clearer than anything.
Couple more moments passed. This quiet but peaceful bliss…
Before anyone even knew it, Aang let his arms fall to the ground and his eyes completely shut.
"H-Huh?" Katara moved a bit back, still holding onto him.
"He fell asleep. Looks this day got the best of our Twinkle Toes." Toph explained.
"O-Oh, right…" The young waterbender noticed. "I'll get him to bed."
She held him on her side, carefully taking him across the room to the crimson bedroom.
"Wait… where's Ozai?" she almost forgot to ask. She didn't seem to care about anything but Aang's wellbeing right now.
"Aang defeated him. I'm not exactly sure what he… did. " Suki said.
Katara gave a confused look to the trio.
"He said something about taking the Loser Lord's bending away. It seems permanent." Toph said, leaning against the wall.
"What? How?" Katara asked, looking at her sleeping companion.
"Trust me, we don't know either. It seems to be some kind of spirit mumbo-jumbo." Sokka said, shrugging.
The waterbender didn't feel like thinking of an explanation. She was sure that Aang will explain later, in better detail.
She continued to escort the unconscious Avatar to his bed.
"Set course to...!U-Uhh..." Sokka exclaimed happily, forgetting what he was going to say.
"Um, where exactly were we supposed to meet up?" he asked, feeling silly, looking around the room for anyone to help him out.
"Let me steer. We'll announce the fall of the Fire Lord to the public, first." Zuko gave a small smile, before taking over control of the airship.
/
Katara carefully put Aang on the bed, shifting him so that he'd be comfortable, putting a blanket over him, sitting down next to him.
His slow breaths made her feel relaxed. His tired face seemed so calm.
'Let no Fire Lord disturb your sleep no more. It's all over. We did it. You did it. You saved us all.'
She didn't notice a smile coming up to her face. Her hands firmly hold onto Aang's, giving her the comfort she needed.
'You came back to me. Alive.' she thought to herself. She felt so proud and happy for her powerful friend.
Suddenly, she felt utterly sad and guilty.
'The last time we spoke was… horrifying. I was so… horrible. How could I do this to you, Aang? Have I got no heart at all?' she asked herself.
'I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you and for making you wait and feel rejected.' tears formed her eyes.
'I'm sorry for hiding my own feelings from you. Especially when you've confessed to me… I was stupid. But… I couldn't let us be together. Not when Ozai was still running rampant. I couldn't let us waste time worrying for eachother when you're facing the most deadliest man in the World…'
Katara knew that she was lying to herself. Of course they still thought and worried about eachother. And she did worry a whole lot. She knew he did, too.
Love isn't something you can control.
'I hope you forgive me, Aang. You came back to me physically… can you come back to me with your heart, too? I can't wait anymore… I want to be with you…'
Before she could even think everything through clearly, she placed her lips on Aang's, softly. Her heart raced, her cheeks flushed pink, but she was happy.
"I'll make everything up to you, Aang." she said quietly, her gaze never leaving him.
"I love you."
/
A few days later, Aang and his friends had met up with everyone else. War was offically declared over, new Fire Lord announced the plans for a peaceful and happy world alongside the Avatar. Things seemed to be going uphill.
The Gang spent the next few days at Iroh's Tea Shop. They all went to their respective meetings and had to do a lot of plans for the future and help out civilians, but they were relaxing during sunset.
Aang had slept well (like everyone else), and the meetings weren't that bad, really. Everyone paid respect to his personal needs and let him rest.
Zuko was as busy as ever. Now that he's the Fire Lord, he had quite a lot to do. A whole nation needed to be united and relationships with others had to be fixed. The price for the war was also quite bothersome, but along with his friends and the council, Zuko strived for the better future.
Sokka spent most of his time with Hakoda and the Water Tribes, arranging plans and meetings to help re-build the world.
Suki and Toph started training classes for earthbenders and non-benders. The two had developed a strong friendship and trust.
Mai helped Zuko around, always staying by his side, making sure he wouldn't forget to smile and kiss her every day. Ty Lee had joined the Kyoshi Warriors and helped Suki around with training new recruits.
Katara was helping around Ba Sing Se. Going around assisting families, the poor and the sick and joining council-meetings with Aang.
After talking things straight with the young Avatar, they had forgiven eachother and confessed their true feelings (again), this time it ending with them kissing on the balcony.
Present day…
Aang was just returning from a meeting with the council. The subject was about re-building villages that were either burned down or greatly affected by the Fire Nation Troops.
It sure was a bit boring, but to Aang, it was a responsibility. He knew he'd have to continue serving the world(s) as the Avatar, helping people and restoring peace and bringing justice.
Aang walked out of the room. The council and him had agreed to let him go early today. Yesterday and the day before he spend flying around the Earth Kingdom in search for villages in need.
He closed the door politely, then turned around and started walking towards the main entrance. It was a rather big hall.
Out of the blue, Momo flew onto his face. The young boy chuckled and played around with the lemur.
"Hey, Momo! Wanna get some snacks before heading home?" he asked his pet.
"Brrrchk!" the animal replied with eyes shining. Of course he did.
Aang smiled and continued walking down the hall with his lemur on his shoulder.
A few minutes later, one of the councilmen also left the room. He bowed and closed the door, turning around and starting to walk.
"Huh?" he looked at the ground. "What's this?"
The man picked up a white feather, analyzing it carefully.
"Hmm… Where could've this come from? I haven't seen any birds flying around here…" he said to himself.
He looked closer at the feather, "It's nothing like I've seen before… it seems so… otherwordly."
"Meh." he threw it away, continuing his walk. "The guard probably forgot to close the windows or something."
Allright, this is the end of Chapter 1! It's more of a prologue / set-up, I know heh.
Let me know what you think so far, and if I should fix something (related to my literal skills).
Please give a review, if possible. Again, I'd love to hear others' opinions on my work!
Thank you for reading!~