New Years post finally! On what? The 26th? Just imagine its New Year's again okay? Alrighty then, it's a really long post and I even considered breaking it up into two updates but I just wanted to give it to you guys straight up. Anyway, yeah, bumped up the rating for adult situations and good mature Aang/Katara stuffs near the end. It's not terribly naughty, but it's on the edge and I hope it's not too OOC and like...yeah. I attempted drawing fanart for this chapter but it turned out crap like most of my drawings, well it was okay crap. Lol, so…I don't really know where I'm going with it after this, I'll probably do a Valentine's Day post and I considered speeding it up to summer's break and do a road trip or something fun like that. I've also considered doing a prequel fanfiction to this one and do it around the 'trip' that comes up in other chapters about the previous summer. –shrug- I'll think about it but in the mean time enjoy! Sokka can do disclaimer.
Sokka: Okay! Kat doesn't own us and she got something off of Wikipedia, you little cheater.
Hey, I ain't typing all that up. That's why Wiki's there.
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"Hello?" Aang answered his phone.
"Hey, Aang. Plans for New Years?" Katara asked.
"God, you spent all Christmas with him, maybe it's time to spend time with family?" Sokka suggested.
"Aang is family!" Katara fought back.
"What are you married, or something?" Sokka demanded.
"No! Sorry, Aang," Katara said, apologetically. "Speaker phone, doing Sokka's dirty laundry, so he thinks he can come and watch, while listening in. I wish we could make it private," she emphasized, with a cough towards Sokka, "but I don't have a headset since Sokka sat on mine a few weeks ago." Katara groaned.
"Why? What are you going to do? Ask him to come over so you can go into your closet to ta—forget I said anything." Sokka's voice came from the background.
"Anyway, I was hoping you could come over. I talked to Toph; she said her parents would let her stay until only ten, but at least it's something." Katara told him.
"Yeah, I'll talk to Uncle Gyatso about it." Aang told her.
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On the day of New Year's Eve, Aang pathetically looked through his closet.
"No…no…no…no…no…UNCLE GYATSO!" he shouted. His uncle came to his room.
"Why do I have no decent clothes to wear?" Aang groaned.
"Because you don't like to go shopping." Gyatso replied simply. Aang banged his head against his closet door.
"But I want to look nice for Katara!" Aang moaned.
"Why don't you just wear what you wore for Homecoming? That still fits." Gyatso told him.
"But Katara picked that out. She's already seen it." Aang sighed.
"Ah," Gyatso nodded. Aang looked back in his closet. His eyes widened and he jumped hurrying across the mess that littered the floor, breaking something he got a few Christmases ago he was sure. It was a nice striped button up shirt.
"Do you know where I got this shirt?" Aang got resurfacing from the mess in his closet. Gyatso shrugged. "Well, it looks like it fits. I'm gonna go iron it!" Aang hurried out of the room.
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"Hey, Sokka, how do I look?" Katara ran into her brother's room.
"Fine." Sokka replied drably, not looking up from his computer.
"Sokka! Really. Look up from our computer, look at me and tell me how this looks. You're a guy, what do you think Aang would think of me?" Sokka spun around in his computer chair and surveyed his sister and a light blue long sleeved blouse, black knee-length skirt and her hair down.
"You look like you're sixty, do something with your hair, roll up your sleeves and get a shorter skirt that'll get Aang's attention." Sokka told her.
"Sokka!" Katara rolled her eyes.
"Hey, you wanted my advice. I'm a guy. You want to know what a guy would like." Sokka shrugged.
"But Aang—"
"You wanted my advice. Take it or leave it." Sokka raised his eyebrows.
"I'll do my hair, roll my sleeves up. But I'm not getting a skimpy little mini skirt that could pass for a belt just to please Aang. Aang doesn't think that way. I don't even OWN one of those things." Katara stormed off.
"At least wear a skirt above the knee!" Sokka called after her. She continued to storm. "Whatever. She better not blame me when Aang doesn't look at her twice. Oh, that's right, he looks at her twice all the time, silly me." Sokka walked back into his room.
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That night at 7 P.M. sharp Aang rang the doorbell. Toph was already there, since she wanted to start her party time as soon as possible. Katara gasped and jumped up as she ran to the door.
"What is she, a trained dog?" Toph asked Sokka before following her friend to the door.
"Something of the sort when it comes to Aang." Sokka rolled his eyes. Katara opened the door and Aang grinned as Katara gave him a hug. He lightly kissed her as he came in and handed her something.
"It's sparkling cider, for midnight. Y'know, it's like champagne except it doesn't have any alcohol. Or apple juice except it's all fizzy." Aang explained.
"Awesome, thanks." Katara smiled as she took it into the kitchen. After Aang took off his jacket and took off his shoes he gave a hug to Toph.
"Hey, glad you could come over tonight." Aang told her as they came back into the main room with Katara and Sokka.
"Yeah…but I can only stay till ten." Toph sighed, sitting next to Sokka again.
"At least it's something." Aang shrugged as he took a seat next to Katara and put an arm around her.
They spent some time watching movies, but Toph grew impatient and demanded that her only time there she did not want to be watching movies. So they went upstairs and Sokka demanded that they all crowded around his computer and he opened up a bookmarked page.
"Okay, I've been waiting to do this until everyone was here. See what we do here, is we enter all of our names, how were all connected to each other…yadda, yadda…little profiles of everyone. Here I'll let everyone fill in their little sections." Sokka let everyone sit down and take turns. Katara typed for Toph and they filled one out for everyone else they knew and then Sokka sat down and hit submit.
"And then see! It will create our own television show! Like who's what characters and antagonists and protagonists and plots and stuff. Isn't it awesome?!" Sokka asked as they finished for the page to load. As they waited Toph impatiently pushed a button on Sokka's stereo to listen to some music and jumped up on Sokka's bed.
"Mm-hm…" Katara sighed rather skeptically as she crossed her arms.
"Toph, you're going to hurt yourself." Katara rolled her eyes, used to her friend's behavior. They let it load for a little while until it finally came up.
"Okay, are you ready for this? Here's what it says:
A century prior to the series' opening, Aang, a 12-year-old Airbender of the Air NomadsSouthern Air Temple, learned from the elder monks that he was the Avatar. Usually, the Avatar is told of his or her true identity after turning sixteen; however, the monks feared that a war between the four nations was on the horizon and that soon the Avatar would be required to maintain balance and order in the world. Shortly thereafter, the monks decreed that Aang would be separated from his guardian, Monk Gyatso, and sent to the Eastern Air Temple to complete his training.
Confused, frightened, and overwhelmed by these recent events and his new responsibilities as the Avatar, Aang fled from his home on his flying bisonAppa. While traveling over frigid southern ocean waters, a sudden storm caused Appa to plunge deep into the sea. Aang unconsciously entered the Avatar State, and used Airbending to protect Appa and himself by creating an air bubble around them. However, the air bubble quickly froze into a sphere of ice, forcing the two of them into a state of suspended animation
The series opens one hundred years later, with the Fire Nation on the brink of victory in its imperialist war. The Water Tribes are in crisis — the Southern Water Tribe's warriors have left to wage war, leaving their home defenseless, while the Northern Water Tribe, though largely intact, is continually on the defensive. The vast Earth Kingdom is now the only true barrier to the Fire Nation's conquest, but as the Fire Nation continues to encroach on its borders and conquer its territories, hopes of victory grow bleaker with each passing year.
Two teenage siblings from the Southern Water Tribe — Katara, an inexperienced Waterbender, and her brother Sokka — discover and free Aang and Appa from the iceberg. Aang soon discovers to his horror that, during his absence, a century-long war has been waged. The very year he vanished, Fire Lord Sozin took advantage of both the Avatar's absence and the Firebending-enhancing powers of a passing comet to launch a war on the other nations. To Aang's shock and disbelief, the Fire Nation's opening gambit had been a genocidal assault on the Air Nomads. The Air Temples were stormed and the Airbenders slaughtered in the Fire Nation's effort to break the Avatar Cycle, leaving Aang as the last known Airbender in existence.
As the Avatar, Aang's duty is to restore harmony and peace to the four nations. Along with his newly discovered friends Katara and Sokka, his flying bison Appa and his winged lemurMomo, and later the blind Earthbender Toph, Aang travels the world to master all four elements. During his quest, he must constantly evade capture by the banished Prince Zuko and his sister, Princess Azula
The exiled 16-year-old prince of the Fire Nation, Zuko is obsessed with capturing the Avatar in his quest to restore his honor and redeem himself in the eyes of his father, Fire Lord Ozai. His character matures throughout the show, influenced by his time as an exile, and he becomes less of a spoiled prince and more of an emotional outcast, at times struggling with his feelings of pity and bonding with the same people his nation has terrorized. He often acts coldly, but has revealed himself to be a very caring character as well - a trait which most often is exhibited in the presence of his Uncle Iroh. Zuko's appearance is well-known due to the scar over his left eye, which he received during an Agni Kai with his own father.
The 14-year-old princess of the Fire Nation, Zuko's younger sister, and Fire Lord Ozai's favorite child, Azula has been cruel and self-centered her entire life. Her mind is set on war and power; she manipulates and even tortures others to advance her own desires, ignoring family and emotional bonds whenever necessary. As a Firebending prodigy with a sadistic personality, Azula is a dangerous bender. She sees others as expendable, and intimidates her lackeys and all those under her command.
Although normally years of disciplined training are required to master a single Bending art, Aang must be a master of all four and defeat Fire Lord Ozai by summer's end, when the return of Sozin's Comet will give the Firebenders the power to win the war. If these events come to pass, not even the Avatar will possess the ability to restore balance to the world.
"That's weird…" Katara read over his shoulder.
"No, that's awesome!" Sokka exclaimed.
"I'm an…Earthbender…? Okay, cool." Toph shrugged.
"So…I'm this 'Avatar'…and…I'm being chased…by Zuko and his sister?" Aang laughed.
"And it says we found you in an iceberg…" Katara skimmed over the lengthy anecdote again.
"We should totally make a home movie. Let's see what's Zuko and his sister and friends are doing tonight!" Sokka exclaimed.
"Oh, come on, Sokka not tonight. We'll get together after school sometime." Katara reassured him, even though she knew they wouldn't. There was no way Azula and her friends into that house.
"Fine, party pooper!" Sokka folded his arms and then jumped on his bed with Toph and danced to his music with Toph.
"Just for the record," Katara yelled to Aang over the loud music, "I doubt they're going to get through this night without getting hurt. I'll have 911 on my cell, speed-dial." Katara shrugged as they walked out of the loud room. Katara leaned on the rail and looked down to the first floor and checked the clock in the living room.
"Nine-thirty, Toph will have to leave soon." Katara sighed.
"Mm…" Aang sighed, as he rubbed her back. Katara stood up straight and leaned into Aang as he wrapped her into a hug. Suddenly, Katara felt something wet and sticky hit the side of her face.
"What the…?" Katara looked up. Sokka and Toph were looking out of Sokka's room with straws and laughing. They high-fived each other and disappeared back in the room.
"SOKKA!" Katara roared. She tore into the room and chased him down. Her long slender legs carried her fast and trapped him down on his bed. Toph slowly shrank against a corner of the room.
"SOKKA! I AM TRYING TO SHARE ONE NICE QUIET MOMENT WITH AANG AND YOU AND TOPH HAVE TO GO AND RUIN IT WITH SPITBALLS!" Katara pounded on Sokka as he tried to defend himself. "LISTEN! IT'S ALMOST A NEW YEAR! MY RESOLUTION WAS GOING TO TRY AND BE NICER TO YOU BUT IF YOU ARE GOING TORTURE AANG AND I, I'M GOING TO FORGET THAT!" Katara sat up and glared at him before storming out and slammed the door. It was silent and Toph and Sokka looked at each other.
"Did you see Katara's face?" Sokka bust out laughing.
"I WISH I could!" Toph laughed, "Just listening her was good enough! She was soo mad!" she giggled.
"I knew that would be the last straw on the camels back." Sokka sniggered at his pun.
"Ugh, 9:45. I'll have to leave soon, but I'll have my cell phone on vibrate so you can keep me posted on any Katara/Aang torture." Toph snickered.
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A little later Toph left and Aang, Katara and Sokka decided to finish the movie they started to watch earlier in the movie. Well, Sokka watched it as Katara and Aang visited.
"Do you mind? I'm watching. Why don't you go somewhere else?" Sokka suggested.
"Okay—" Katara started to get up.
"No! Stay. You and Aang are going to sneak off to a closet. Just—stay." Sokka growled.
"Why do you always assume Aang and I are making out? Have we ever just sat there and made out, Aang?" Katara asked.
"No." Aang shrugged. "We're too intellectual to do that. We'd rather have an intelligible conversation." Aang folded his arms.
"Whatever." Sokka rolled his eyes. "What about that time at the movie theatre?"
"What about it? We never said we sat there and made out!" Katara fought.
They watched the movie for a while until it was ten minutes until midnight. They turned on the TV to the countdown and watched the large crowds. Aang slid into the kitchen and he grabbed the sparkling cider and ran out to the back deck. He struggled with popping the plastic cork.
"Oh, give it to me, you pansy." Sokka growled. "We're going to miss the countdown." Sokka rolled his eyes as he popped it.
"Sorry." Aang stormed back inside following Sokka. They poured it into the slim champagne glasses, as it was only three minutes left. They all stood around the television.
"Reday? Ready? Ready? Ready? READY? Last two minutes of this year! You'll never get this year back! Ready?" Sokka jumped around.
"You're going to hurt yourself!" Katara said in a sing-song voice.
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Aang put his arm around Katara's waist.
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"Ready for the New Year?" Aang asked.
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"A whole new year with you?" Katara smiled.
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"Of course." Katara grinned
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"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Katara." Aang tapped his glass to hers. As soon as her glass left her lips, Aang met his lips with hers in a sweet passionate kiss.
"First kiss of the New Year." Aang grinned.
"First kiss of the New Year," Katara nodded.
"Hey, if ya'll are done kissing…" Sokka raised his glass. They all tapped glasses with each other.
"Hey, let's you and me go watch the fireworks from my room." Katara whispered to Aang. They both ran up to her room and sat on her bed. The soft booms came from behind the mountains in the distance. She giggled as they both kissed, completely ignoring the fireworks in which they had come up to watch in the first place. Katara kicked her shoes off and crawled up onto her bed, kneeling as she leaned more passionately into their kiss. She accidentally spilled some of the cider that she still held in her hand.
"Oops," she laughed quietly. Katara set down the glass on the bedside, as did Aang. "You might want to change your shirt."
Instead of letting Aang change his shirt she pushed him back into the heated kiss. Her tongue asked for entrance into his mouth, as she straddled him. Aang sat back startled but taking it all in. They had never before kissed like this before. Her fingers went for his shirt and started to unbutton it.
Apparently she's helping me change my shirt, Aang thought sarcastically to himself. His fingers timidly followed as he undid her blue blouse. It was as Katara was unbuttoning his pants he stopped them.
"What are we-you doing?!" he hissed, trying not to stare too much at her scarcely covered chest.
"—I think I left my noise maker in Katara's room!" Sokka's voice came from the stairs. They had no time to react. Sokka came in. He screamed.
"AH! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" Sokka ran out of the room. "GYATSO! GRAN! AANG AND KATARA ARE HAVING SEX IN KATARA'S ROOM! THEY ARE HAVING SEX! STOP THEM!" Sokka shouted. Aang started to re-button his shirt.
"Now look at what you did!" he hissed at Katara.
"I—but—I don't—I didn't—bu—wha—" Katara stumbled stupidly. Aang ran out of the room, closely followed by Katara. Sokka was running around the kitchen and he screamed when Aang and Katara came in. He grabbed the champagne bottle and started to down whatever was left, which was quite a lot, considering only Gyatso and Gran had only one glass each.
"Sokka!" Gran scolded. He dropped the bottle and grabbed the phone book and opened it.
"Do you think there's any therapist's open this late?" he asked hysterically.
"Stop it." Gran hissed shutting the phone book. Sokka slammed his head multiple times against the phone book laughing hysterically.
"This is a dream! A horrible, perverted, caffeine induced NIGHTMARE!" Sokka laughed, insanely. Gran grabbed his hair to stop him, then she turned towards Aang and Katara, Gyatso following example. Sokka stood next to them copying Gran's threatening glare.
"Who are the punishers here?" Gran growled to Sokka.
"Sorry." Sokka ducked out. "I'll just go…" Sokka stared at them, his eye twitching
Gran returned to glaring at the two.
"We—"
"I—"
"Bu—"
"An—"
"Katara explain yourself, this instant. This is not the way I want to start this year." Gran barked.
"This should be good." Sokka said under his breath, just loud enough for Katara and Aang to hear. They ignored him.
"I was living in the heat of the moment?" Katara shrugged. Gran glared.
"Who am I kidding?" Katara groaned. "I don't know what I was doing. I was punch drunk, I guess. Maybe Sokka spiked the drinks?" Katara glared.
"WHAT? No, I didn't!" Sokka exclaimed.
"Aang, what do you have to say for yourself?" Gyatso folded his arms across his chest.
"I'm sorry, Uncle. I was just up there with Katara watching fireworks and it was just all so fast and I don't know. Nothing really happened except for my shirt came off and Katara's shirt came unbuttoned. I'm sorry, it'll never happen again." Aang apologized, blushing. "Not until we get married anyway." Aang said under her breath to Katara. She giggled and blushed.
"What are you saying to my baby sister?" Sokka demanded. Gran and Gyatso stayed silent for a few moments and sighed at the same moment.
"Never again." Gyatso told them. "We should get going."
"But, Uncle! The New Year just began! A little longer?" Aang groaned.
"Go get your things." Gyatso told him.
"Okay," Aang groaned.
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Sokka grabbed his cell phone and ran into his room. Aang had just gone home and it was about 12:30. He flipped it open and dialed Toph.
"Toph..." Sokka started.
"So what's new? What did you do? Throw cider on Aang and Katara as the New Year rand in and they were kissing?" Toph guessed.
"No, but that would have been good, but I would have had to clean it up." Sokka pointed out. He lowered his voice, "I caught Aang and Katara about to have sex in Katara's room tonight."
"YOU WHATTT?!?!" Toph hissed, obviously not wanting to wake her parents. "Please tell me I'm loosing my hearing."
"Yeah, I walk in and Aang's shirt is off and Katara's shirt was unbuttoned. If I didn't get in there any sooner…I don't want to think about it." Sokka told her.
"Hu—Bu—Wha—?" Toph stumbled still in shock. "Damn, those two move WAY too fast."
"And then they blamed ME for spiking the cider." Sokka rolled his eyes.
"That would be a good idea." Toph admitted.
"Yeah…but then things like that happen. I don't care how much fun spiking drinks are, I don't want anything to happen to my sister, no matter how much of a pain in the ass she is." Sokka told her.
"Wow, you sure do care a lot about her. I wish we were brother and sister. At least then I'd have more freedom. Maybe I can adopt into your family. Your Gran is a lot better than my Mom and Dad." Toph told him.
"That would be weird if you were my sister. We'd probably get sick of each other." Sokka told her. They were silent for a moment.
"Nah."
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As I was writing this I sorta thought I shoulda made this a Tokka fan fic cause I never put Suki in here I feel kinda bad. But I still kinda like Sokka and Toph as just best buds, not as romantically involved. So –shrug-, anyway I hope that Aang/Katara wasn't to OOC horrific for ya'lls.
Also, I thought it was funny to throw in the whole TV show generator thing. ;)