There were few things to hate about the summer. With the longer days it is every teenager's dream to sit on a beach and soak in the rays of sunlight until a hazy night covers the grains of sand and the tides rise with the moon.

Aang once enjoyed such things. He would surf the waters with a makeshift surfboard or swim the vast ocean with various exotic animals. His heart would fill with glee to surf next to the love of his life, watching the sprays of blue liquid sprinkle throughout her brown hair like crystals.

Even with a broken heart, those memories brought a smile to his face.

Time had a way of smoothing the most ragged edges, especially on this tiny place called Ember Island. The real Aang felt detached from his public persona as Avatar. Everything happened so quickly. How he managed to get his day to day tasks completed was a marvel.

Well, Azula would kill me again if I don't. Thought the man with a chuckle to himself.

Azula was hands down the best public relations advisor anyone could ask for. Though she was a double agent as the fire lord's master of arms, she made sure to keep the avatar in check with weekly pamphlets that listed detailed schedules for each day. Aang was happy to have her.

He had even invited her on a much needed vacation, which of course, she initially rejected. At borderline annoying urging from her brother, however, she finally agreed to accompanying the most lonely celebrity in the world to a weekend on the beach.

Aang sighed deeply as he watched other beachgoers enjoying friends and family, wondering of he would ever get a chance to feel that sort of glee again.

"Time heals even the most shattered of hearts. And destiny is a funny thing. Iroh's words held profound encouragement. Aang thought on them until he felt a presence behind him.

"You decided to come down to the beach, I see," said the man before turning around.

When he did, he felt a staccato beat in his chest and a foreign urge that he was unsure of how to deal with.

"I figured if we are going to be productive today, I should appeal to your childish side".

Aang heard her words, though comprehension was tossed out to sea as his pupils grew in size. He had never seen Azula in anything other than her armor before. Yet there she stood, too far to grasp with anything but his eyes in a red two piece bathing suit, her hair down and jewelry adorning her body, making her look very much like the princess she was.

Aang swallowed, licking his suddenly dry lips.

"Azula I didn't expect..."

The princess cut his slowed speech off quickly, closing the gap between them. Aang was sure she felt the intensity of his heated body and felt slightly embarrassed for staring. He couldn't help himself.

"Yes, you're welcome or whatever," said the princess, pushing a cold something in his hand.

Aang stared in awe into her eyes, watching them narrow.

"It's going to melt, you idiot! Are you firebending?" sneered the princess, suddenly.

Aang shook his head, looking down to see a single scoop of chocolate icecream on a cone, that was heating rapidly in his hand.

Coming to his senses, he refroze the icecream, making the princess smirk with approval.

"Good," she said.

Aang noted that she did not have one herself.

"Mine melted before I arrived," she admitted when they took a seat back under the umbrella.

Aang gave a hearty laugh, that caught the princess off guard, making her chuckle as well. He was sure it was the most beautiful thing he ever heard.

"Thank you," he said, taking a lick. He caught her openmouth stare instantly as he did the action. Sure that he was making the right move, he added. "It's enough to share".

Azula's blush was difficult to miss, but without words she leaned in and took a piece for herself. Aang likewise continued to lick the icecream, until their lips met.

Neither of them pulled away even when the icecream melted, and their locked lips were all that was left. Aang tossed the cone, and grasped the back of the woman's head, hearing a satisfied groan in response. His mind wavered between sane and insane thoughts as he kissed the princess.

I'm sure Iroh did not mean this. He thought to himself, closing his eyes in tandem with Azula's. But it feels so perfect.How the two managed to keep their hands from roaming was beyond him, along with how passionate their kiss became with Azula slumping until her head was on his shoulder. By the time they released, they were both panting. Azula's eyes were low and bright.

Surprisingly, it was the avatar who found his words first.

With a smile, he asked, softly, "Should we get seconds?"