Hello guys! This is my first, ever, Kataang fan fiction! Please review it, and tell me your opinion. Thank you, thank you! I do not own Avatar; The Last Airbender, nor do I own the sequel series 'Legend of Korra'.

Note that the story takes place before Aang defeats Ozai.

Note that some characters might go out of character.. But I'll try my best.

(Aang's POV)

The clanging of swords hitting the ground was seeping through my ears; and the hotness of the flames that coated the dense area around me continued to flame.

How I wish that I could go in the Avatar State as much as I want; but I didn't unlock my last chakra, 'at the crown of my head', because…

I just couldn't let go of Katara. Sorry.

I love Katara; and I always will, but there's a war going on, and there's apparently stuff to think about other than romance. I don't understand this as much as I should, but I should trust judgement..

But it's starting to get hard. And I don't want to forget now.

And I won't.

Sokka sliced through the coursing flames and used the flames to his advantage, lighting up the sword with the destruction of the boiling flames and he threw his sword, using a quick flick of his wrist; and he ended the fight with a flash.

"Well, that's a wrap!" Sokka beamed. He grasped the heart of his boomerang and put it back in its rightful place. Retrieving his 'space sword', he noticed that one last Fire Nation man was charging at us, with a lance enflamed.

"Your voice will soon come to an end!" He cried. "I don't have any cough medicine, so I'm afraid that can't happen on my watch," Katara said as she bent her water from her water skin and turned it into ice. She stuck the few points of the crooked ice and attached the ice, or more like forcefully thrown the ice points onto the silky robes of the fire-man. Oh, Katara-

"Hey, is that a village?" I cried out, pointing my finger towards the small huts that were crowded around one big campfire. "It is!" Katara beamed. "Oh, thank you Aang! It's great to be in a new village!" She ran towards me, arms outstretched, and I warmly accepted her hug. I slowly looked at her face, then closed my eyes, and leaned closer to her lips…

"Twinkle Toes!" Toph snapped. I jumped out of my skin for a second. "There's a villager coming!" Appa roared in agreement and Momo sneered. Or at least, I pretended to think he sneered..

"Hello, travellers," A young man said. "You must be Avatar Aang," He shook my hand. "You must be Toph Beifong," The man shook Toph's hand eagerly. "Yup, thats me!" Toph said proudly. "And you must be Sokka, the non-bender!" The man shook Sokka's hand eagerly. Sokka grimaced and wrinkled his nose. "I am a bender! I am the sword bender!" He cried, holding out his sword.

The silence held the awkwardness forward.

"Uhh, that's great!" The man stuttered. "And wow! A sky bison!" I grinned proudly. "His name is Appa!"

While the man was petting Appa, Momo jumped on his shoulder and purred.

"Is this your lemur?" The man smiled. "Yup! He's Momo!" I smiled even more.

The man gasped and stared straight ahead. He was blushing, and his eyes were lit up, like the campfires at night.

"Katara!" He cried. Katara turned around, and she smiled too. "How do you know my name?" She asked, surprised.

"I-I've heard of awesome water bending stories about you," The man said, scratching his hair and blushing. And this is when I grit my teeth together, and furrow my eyebrows. I just realized how appealing he may look to women.

His identity was handsome; his hair was a rough sandy brown colour, and he had small, piercing eyes that showed his confidence in battle. He wore a headband to represent his village's insignia. And his skin was tanned, but not leathery. He wore a black robe with baggy pants. He was handsome, apparently. And he was taller than Katara. I looked down at my feet and frowned. Why couldn't I be taller?

And I shoot a look back at Katara. She's blushing too, with her face rosy and a bit pink. She's fumbling with her words, and looking up and down nervously.

"They look quite good together!" Sokka whistled. I didn't reply. The monks told me I shouldn't use violence to take care of problems. So instead, I just grit my teeth and look down.

"My name is Yeruno," The man said nervously. "Y-you already know my name," Katara said. "I'm from the Southern Water Tribe."

"Southern Water Tribe, huh?" Yeruno said. "No wonder you're so beautiful."

This is getting out of control, and my head is spinning from jealousy.

"You're not so bad, yourself, you know…" Katara blushes.

"Smoochie, smooch! Someone's in lo-o-o-o-ove!" Sokka whistles. "Shiver! Shiver!" Toph yells. Appa roars, and Momo finds a new friend and goes off to play.

"Shut up!" Katara blushes immensely. "Well, I know I am," Yeruno says as he leans, almost touching her lips…

My face turns red and I yell, "Okay guys, can we take a tour around the village!?" Yeruno and Katara pause. "Why Aang, of course!" Yeruno says, annoyed.

Yeruno goes a bit close - no, too close to Katara and I break between them. "So, Katara, can you show me some water bending later?" I quickly say.

"Why yes, Aang!" Katara beams. "Can I come?" Yeruno says. "N-" I begin, but Katara interrupts me. "Yes, Yeruno, of course you can!" Katara says and she grins, and blushes at the same time.

That's the end of this chapter! Please review. Aang may have been a bit OOC, but no flames, please..