"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." - Ingrid Bergman

“This is where we split up, guys,” Aang announced with a meek smile plastered on his face.

I felt my whole body grow rigid. My mouth opened, like I wanted to protest as loudly as I could, but I couldn’t say anything. I just stood there stupidly, watching him with wide eyes, as the fear (not fear for myself, but for the boy in front of me) trickled down my spine.

He pointed to Sokka, saying, “I need you and Toph to head back. Stop anyone coming this way, and check on the injured. Keep an eye on each other, okay?” My brother nodded, patting Aang on the shoulder gently; Toph snorted, muttering something about missing out on all the fun, before giving Aang a swift punch in the arm. And then they were off.

‘Say something…!’ I urged myself. He turned to me, and I felt another wave of emotion. Fear, anger, anxiety, love. The words were lost on my lips.

“Katara…,” Aang whispered. I jumped. His eyes met mine with an embarrassed grin. “I need you to head back to where Teo and the others are--tell them what’s happened so far.” Rubbing the back of his head, he looked away. “I’m sorry for being such a pain. After all of you made me promise not to do it alone. But it’s better this way, right? I mean--”

What was he talking about…? Why did he want to do this? It was just so--didn’t he understand? I wasn’t going to let him fight alone. No matter what. He could argue with me ‘till he was as blue as his arrows, I didn’t care. I would argue right back. …why was he still talking?

“--and I-I don’t want anything to happen to you guys. Even you, Katara. If anything happened to you, I don’t kno--”

It only took a second. Hands cupping his pale cheeks, I silenced his rambling lips with my own. I had no idea why I did it. I just--I didn’t want to lose him. I loved him too much…. Selfish, wasn’t I?

He didn’t move… so still, with his lips parted slightly (from the shock, I guessed). Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea…. I started to pull away, knowing that my face was flushed and that I would have to explain myself. Great, just great--such a stupid thing to do right before such an important battle!

Suddenly, Aang’s arms snaked around me and his body relaxed. He began to respond to my demanding kiss with much more enthusiasm than I’d have expected. I chuckled against his lips lightly. It was awkward and nothing like I’d imagined.

It was better.

Like floating through the air, just the two of us. Every once and a while, we’d hit a small gush of wind that caused us to spin, but wasn’t that just part of the thrill? Learning and experiencing--together?

When we parted, breaths heavy and faces pink, he let out a soft, “Woah.” I laughed. Raising an eyebrow jokingly, he added, “I don’t suppose that was a ‘good luck’ kiss, huh?”

“No, that was more of a ‘shut up, I’m not going to listen to you anyway’ kiss.” I sighed and pressed my forehead to his. “I love you. I’m not going to let you do this by yourself, Aang.” The words rolled off my tongue so easily now (oh, how hard it was even planning to say them before!).

“I know…,” he said. …it was like he always knew. Gray eyes catching my own, he reached for my hand. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

I accepted his hand with a smile. “And I, you.”

And we walked up the flight of stairs to our destiny.

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SEQUEL TO THIS PIC: [link]

Um… so here we are again. With another Katara and Aang picture. Is it sad that my love for these two has been growing so much lately? AND I DREW ANOTHER KISS PIC. I STILL DON’T LIKE HOW I DREW IT, BUT OH WELL. AND GENERIC BACKGROUND FTW.

They’re in the outfits seen in the S3 trailer; I figure that will be what they’re wearing in the end. Haha. I wish Aang would keep his hair longer, I’m growing fond of it.

I know I said that I don’t care what Katara thinks; that there will be a confession. BUT. I would love to see a confession from Katara. It would be awesome. And I would love it so freaking much. Because I can see Katara being a little more forceful than Aang. In the end, I just long for a confession and a kiss. BECAUSE I AM A TOTAL SAP.

DO NOT COMMENT ON THIS SAYING: “ZOMG, RANDOM COUPLE 196 is better!!1!!eleven” I don’t force my beliefs on anyone, so please respect my opinion. Please. Ship what you want and be proud, right? Don’t be afraid to comment even if you don’t like the couple--comments on the style or art make me happy~ Just don’t go and start a ship feud. I will not respond to them. (Hope that makes sense…. ;.; )

Thank you, everyone~!