As we sit at our table, I couldn't stop staring at his lips. The festival was nearly over, Aang and I finally retiring from a night of nonstop dancing. My feet were throbbing, but I couldn't care less. I keep staring at Aang, watching him while he talks to some diplomat about possible peace movement ideas. I guess it was something I was just going to have to get used to.

My eyes found his lips again, and I wanted nothing more than to lean over the table and kiss them. I quickly noticed I was slightly moving forward. Sokka was giving me a questioning look, eyebrows fully raised. I blush and sink into my seat. Sitting there, I begin to fiddle with my hands anxiously, until I hear Aang stand up. He gives the diplomat a respectful bow, sending him on his way. Aang sits back down in his chair, his eyes flickering towards me. He gives me a smile, and places both elbows on the table, cupping his face with his hands.

"What is with you two?" Sokka asks, his eyes shifting from me to Aang a couple of times.

"Hmm?" Aang says, obviously tuning him out, like I was.

Sokka brings his face close to Aang's and raises his eyebrows. He leans back and begins tapping the bottom of his chin.

"You seem different…"

Aang's eyes slightly go wide. "Different how?"

"I don't know…are you growing your hair out again?" Sokka says, touching the top of Aang's head.

"I...I don't think so…" Aang says, feeling his head as well. "Nope, no hair!"

Sokka grabs Aang's arm and lifts it up.

"Hmm…your arms have gotten bigger… You've been working out, haven't you?" Sokka says, snapping his fingers as if he cracked the case.

Aang just gives him a bored look, pulling his arm away. His eyes travel back to mine. He sighs and his lips curl into a smile. "I don't think that's it Sokka…"

Sokka glances over at me and squints his eyes. He points his index finger at my face.

"You look different too!" He says, his voice raising. I roll my eyes.

"Knock it off, Sokka." I grumpily say, slightly worried that he may be getting warmer.

I hear Toph groan next to me.

"Ugh, I can't stand this anymore!" She yells, putting her feet on the table. She angrily points at Aang. "You are so loud! Your heartbeat is giving me a headache!"

"Toph, don't yell at-." I begin to say, only to be rudely interrupt by her for the thousandth time tonight.

"You too Sugarqueen! You're just as guilty!"

Aang and I sink low in our seats, our faces bright red. Sokka turns to Toph and gives her a confused look.

"What are you talking about, Toph?"

She sighs and brings her hand to her eyes, shaking her head. I see Aang slip even lower in his chair, his shoulders slumping.

"Well Sokka, if you must know, it's that those two lovebir-."

"Sokka! Let's go dance!" Suki quickly says, interrupting Toph. She grabs his hand and pulls him out of his chair.

"But…Toph was…" He starts to say, somewhat hesitating Suki's grasp on him. Suki is persistent, however, and soon enough, they were in the middle of the courtyard, swaying to the music. Suki meets my confused stare with a wink. I sigh with relief, and turn around, furrowing my eyebrows in anger towards Toph.

"Toph! What are you doing?" I yell, slamming my hands on the table.

"Me? What are you two doing? I can't even be around you two without feeling all sorts of vibrations!" She says, placing her feet back on the ground. She winces.

"Sugarqueen, right now you're fine. But Twinkletoes, tone it down!" She says, earthbending to send a rock towards Aang's shin.

"You're making me lose my dinner!"

Aang's face is about as red as the sky was during the comet. We sat in silence, waiting for someone to speak. Someone yelling across the courtyard thankfully interrupted the awkwardness that was becoming too much of a rift.

"The fireworks are going to start soon!"

Toph sighs angrily and sits up. "Well, that's my cue. I'm going to bed."

"How come? The fireworks are the best part!" Aang says, reaching for her.

"Meh, I'll manage." She says, waving him off with her hand. "They wouldn't look so great to me anyways"

"Oh…right…" Aang says, awkwardly.

Toph slowly begins walking away. I sigh, feeling both happy and sad that she was leaving. Happy because it will be nice to look at Aang and not worry about how fast my heart is beating. Yet…I feel bad that she couldn't see fireworks. They were my favorite part of the many celebrations we had back home in the Southern Water Tribe. Sure, they probably look a lot better in the Fire Nation, but I loved seeing my father light up a few sparklers when I was a young girl. Toph speaking again quickly interrupted my thoughts.

"You know…you two are going to have to tell Captain Boomerang eventually. He's gonna find out, if not by me, mostly likely from you two, kissing somewhere."

"What? Who said we were kissing?" I say, crossing my arms over my chest. Toph scoffs.

"Oh please, Sweetness. I can sense anything. I may be blind, but even if I wasn't, I could find out about these things by taking one look at Mr. Airbender's face. It's written all over it. You're lucky Sokka is oblivious."

I turn to Aang and glare at him, only for him to give me a shaky laugh and lift his hands up in defense.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds alone to watch the fireworks. Don't let Sokka catch you!" She says, running towards the palace.

I shake my head and sigh, and look over at Aang. He was back in his original position, elbows on the table, and hands on his cheeks, eyes on me.

"You need to be a little more discrete." I scold him. He simply just shrugs his shoulders.

"I really can't help it though…" He sighs, reaching across the table to grab my hand.

"Want to dance again?" He asks, rising up from the chair, releasing my hand. I begin tugging my hair anxiously.

"I don't know Aang…my feet are still sore from before…and what if Sokka starts asking questions again...?" I say.

"Sokka can ask all the questions he wants…he'll find out eventually anyways." He says, offering a hand to me. " Come on, dance with me…"

I sigh and take his hand. "Alright…one dance though. I don't think my feet can handle anymore after that!"

His lips open into a large grin and we make our way to a secluded part of the courtyard. The music was soft in the background, somewhat audible, but mostly drowned out by the numerous conversations going on at the moment. He places his hands softly around my waist, and pulls me into his chest. I put my hands behind his neck and lean my head over his shoulder, shutting my eyes. We begin swaying together in harmony with the music, keeping a peaceful silence between each other.

The silence was broken by the first crackle and boom of the fireworks, lighting the night sky in orange, red, blue and green. A huge smile spreads across my face.

"Colors of all the four nations…Aang, this is so beautiful." I say, moving my eyes from the sky to him. His eyes were transfixed on the fireworks, putting dashes of color into his calm grey eyes. I couldn't help but watch the fireworks from his own reflection in his eyes. He turns towards me and arches an eyebrow.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing…your eyes just look…I don't know… colorful." I say, feeling my cheeks heat up. He chuckles and pulls my waist in closer.

"But they're so grey…and blank." He says, sighing into my hair. "They aren't like yours."

"What are you saying? I love your eyes." I gasp, pulling away from him so I can get a better look at them. The colors of blue and orange were dancing around in his eyes.

"They're so…tranquil. And bright." I whisper.

He laughs. "Bright? Katara, they're dull. Nothing like yours. Your eyes are azure…like a clear, transparent lake. Sometimes calm like the ocean on a beautiful sunny day." He squints, evaluating my eyes even more. "But…sometimes they are fierce. Dangerous, even, like the ocean during a storm. That is my favorite part about your eyes."

I look away, knowing my face is a dark shade of red now. I lean in and give him a light kiss on the cheek, turning his cheeks the same color as mine. He pulls me close again, and we dance, the colors of the fireworks lighting up the sky above us. I ignore the pain in my feet and lose myself, swaying with Aang for what must have been a long time. I glance around the courtyard and notice that most everyone was gone. There were a few drunkards still straggling around, and the occasional couple, dancing the way Aang and I were. My heart flips when I think of the word. Couple. A couple? Is that what people would classify Aang and I as? I gently pull away from him, looking him in the eyes for the hundredth time tonight. The fireworks have long stopped and now his eyes were the calm light grey color I loved.

"I think it's time to turn in…" I say, not trying to hide the sadness behind my voice.

"Yeah…you're right." He says, glumly.

We separate from our embrace and make our way towards the steps hand in hand. We reach my room, the door finally reattached due to our shenanigans this morning. I smile at the memory, which seemed so distant.

Aang slowly reaches his arm to the back of his neck.

"So….uh…" He fumbles.

"I had a wonderful time tonight, Aang." I say, stealing the words out of his mouth. He smiles at me shyly.

"Me too…um…" He says, looking down both ends of the hallway. I do the same.

He slowly leans towards me, his eyes closed. I close my eyes as well, waiting for his lips to finally meet mine.

"Ahem."

I snap my eyes open and Aang flies back.

"Ah! What?" He says, putting his arms up in an airbending form. I turn around, only to gasp.

There, casually leaning up against a pillar in front of my room was Sokka, arms sternly crossed.