Firstly, I want to apologise for the spelling and gramar... I used to have a very good program for it, but my uncle stole it from me!! :p

secondly, the rating is going up to M, only and ONLY to be safe... I have no plans on making lemons (not in this fic anyway) but I also don't want to be banned for having a wrong rating...

Normally I wouldn't update 'till friday... but since all the wonderfull reviews... I just couldn't keep you guys waiting (see what a review can do? see? huh huh :p)

but I have to admit that it kinda scares me howmany of you know whats going to happen...

anyway, hope you'll enjoy this chapter as much as i enjoyed writing it, and the next chapter should be up before the weekend...

Chapter 3: Asking Iroh for advice... can someone translate him?

Aang looked at the Yasmin Dragon Tea Shop whith a mixed feeling of despair and exhaustion. If Iroh failed in givin him decent advice, he could kiss a perfect wedding night goodbye, and he had no plans in doing that. When he opened the door, he found the thea room strangely empty, except for the aging man he grew so fond of, sitting at a table with two steaming cups of tea. The room was lit by several candles, which gave it a faint gloom and made shadows on the walls. Aang walked towards Iroh with a heavy knot in his stomach. The old man smiled brightly at the sight of the Avatar, and gestured towards the empty seat in front of him, motioning him to sit down.

"I was expecting you, young Avatar," he said with knowing eyes.

"You were?" Aang asked, taken abback.

"Yes, both Sokka and Zuko informed me about your... problem," Iroh said softly, sipping at his tea.

"I must say, its delightfull that you went through all this trouble, just to make it special for her, and I do respect that," The ritired-general nodded his head, and took another sip of his tea.

Aang bowed his head. "I hope you can help me, I wouldn't know what else to do..."

Iroh nodded. "Neither of us is going to leave this room untill I gave you the advice you were searching for," he said solomnly.

Aang nodded, unsure what to say next. He took a sip of hot ginseng tea and waited.

"You see... lovemaking... its like creating art... never can you make twe the same, and the more emotion and devotion you put into it, the more beautyfull it will become," Iroh looked at the young airbender, as if he wanted to see if Aang understood what he said. When the Avatar nodded, he went on. "You can look at it like bending the four elements... you need to bend air first, making sure that there's no tension whatsoever between you... then you continue with waterbending, all the worries and doubts should be shed... then there's earthbending, making the love steady as a rock... trust en reasurement is important for the two of you, without that, the balance is off and you won't be able to continue... then as last, there's fire... it stands for the passion and love which will entertwine the both of you during the whole process..."

Aang looked simply lost by the time Iroh finished talking.

Iroh sighed slightly. "You can't have the perfect wedding night as long you keep worrying and doubing yourself... you need to let those feelings go, you know you love her, and you know that she loves you... that should be enough,"

"I really appriciate all of this Iroh, I do... but my problem is not wether I'm confident enough... the problem is more... well, how do you know when its time? That you're sure that you wont hurt her?" Aang asked, taking another sip of tea.

"I see... Its more about the deed itself," Iroh stated, as if he was discussing the weather, and not the most important night of Aangs life.

"I don't know anything about that..." Aang said, feeling a blush creeping up his bald head.

"Hmm," Iroh took another sip and looked judgingly at Aang. "Fine then, I'll tell you about the art of lovemaking... Its like making tea actually..."

Aang resisted the strong urge to smack himself on the fore head Sokka-Style, he knew this was coming...

"you see, firstly, you have to make sure that the water is hot enough... secondly, the amount of tealeaves is also important... if you add to manny, the tea will be to strong... hurting the tea-lover... but if you don't add enough, the tea will be weak, and not drinkable..." Iroh explained with a glint in his eyes.

Aang couldn't help but thinking that Iroh was way to obsessed with tea for his own good. "What are you trying to say?" he asked polite.

Iroh frowned. "I hoped that I was clear enough..." He coughed uncomfertably. "You see, it is utmost important for her to be ready for you..."

"How do I do that?" Aang interupted.

"Well, every woman has a special place between their legs, when you found that place, and touch it right, she will open up to you as a lotus," Iroh tried to explain.

"I can't just ask her to open her legs so I can search for something that's probably smaller then a ratbeetle eye," Aang exclaimed.

"Its not hard to find... and trust me that she'll help you find that special place," Iroh tried to reasure, refilling his cup. "Now, when she is ready, you'll have to be very gentle when you go inside of her... you can't just ram it in and get it over with..."

Aang nodded, finally something he understood!

"But I'm afraid I have to say that you will hurt her at the beginning... that's why you have to be gentle... like water adjust itself when you pour it into a cup, she will adjust to you, but you'll have to give her the time she needs... don't go further until she gave sighn of approval..." Iroh said, looking the airbender in the eye. "Let her decide howmuch leaves you add in the steaming water... and let her decide when you can serve it,"

Aang nodded, although he didn't had a clue of what Iroh was telling him.

"When you only drink the tea of thirst, you won't find the pleasure it can give you then when you drink it because of the taste," Iroh went on.

"I really hope that I've helped you, I wouldn't know what else to say..."

Aang nodded and stood up. "Thank you Iroh,"

"No problem," the retired general smiled, standing up also. "Just let your worries go, and you'll be fine," Iroh hugged the Avatar fatherly.

Aang stepped outside and let himself fall against his bison. "What am I going to do now?" He sighed deeply. "Who else could I possibly ask for advice? You know, if this wasn't for Katara I would've asked her... but since she's the reason that I need advice... I cant ask Roku... can I?" Aang frowned.

Appa gave a soft roar and pressed his head against Aang, who patted the bison and looked at the surpassing people, wondering what to do next.

So, thats for Iroh...

The next "person of advice" is a surprise for all of you :p

after that person, there will be one more, and then is a chapter of the wedding, and a chapter of the wedding night (no lemons!!)