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Ice Cream

"Hi, Sokka, is Katara home?" Aang asked as his friend answered the door. The older boy looked sleepy and yawned, rubbing his left eye as he did. He wasn't even out of his pajamas yet.

"Hey, Aang. Yeah, Katara's upstairs in her room." he replied, jabbing his thumb behind him towards the stairs. Aang nodded and stepped inside the house noting that they'd gotten a new welcome mat, and, predictably, it was blue. It had a cute whale on it and he laughed inwardly, suspecting Katara had been the one to pick it out.

"Thanks, Sokka." he called over his shoulder as he made his way up the carpeted stairs. His shoes made a muffled thumping sound on the way up unlike his own stairs that were bare and it made a banging noise when you went up. That was one thing he liked about Katara's house; it was always a quiet place.

When he reached the top, he headed for the blue door at the end of the upstairs hall and took hold of the gold handle, knocking as he did so.

"Go away, Sokka." Katara's voice commanded from inside. Aang frowned a little when he heard that her voice didn't seem very happy.

"It's not Sokka." Aang said from outside. There was a bang from inside. It sounded like a chair fell over.

"Aang? Oh my gosh, I didn't know you were coming! Come on in." she said. Aang obediently opened the door and when he saw what Katara was doing, he frowned and crossed his arms.

"Drop…the spoon." he ordered. Katara dropped the spoon she was holding back into the tub of ice cream she was eating from and looked down guiltily.

"I know…" she mumbled. Aang sighed, knowing exactly what was going on having delt with the ice cream situation before and walked over to her bed, sitting down beside her. The mattress rebounded a little from under him as he sat himself on the green sheets.

"Alright, what are you upset about?" he asked, sporting a knowing smile. Katara couldn't help but spill to those shining grey eyes; they were her secret weakness.

"It's Jet. You know, the guy I had a thing for?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow. Aang nodded, growling on the inside. He never liked that guy, and not just because he was a jerk either. He never mentioned the other reason to her though. That was a secret.

"Well, I found out he was a jerk and that he never really liked me. He was trying to make another girl jealous so she'd go out with him. And here I am. Eating ice cream in my room to drown my problems." she sighed. She attempted to take another spoonful, but Aang swatted her hand away. Instead, he distracted her hands by taking them in his and he smiled warmly, attempting to cheer her up. It got a small smile from her.

"It's okay, Katara. Obviously, he's not the guy for you. And if he's a jerk, why should you care what he thinks?" he asked, then he blushed a little. "If it's…any consolation, I think you're a wonderful person." he added quietly. He flashed a smile displaying his white, straight teeth for a second before they were hidden again by an adorable shy smile in which he dipped his head down slightly and looked up at her.

His smiles were positively contagious and Katara found one creeping up on her lips.

"Thanks, Aang. You're wonderful too." she said, pulling him into a hug. He hugged her back, glad she couldn't see the blush that was flaring on his cheeks. He was sure she could feel the heat though.

She sighed a little and Aang shivered as her warm breath skimmed over his neck leaving a line of goose bumps behind it.

"Why can't every guy be like you?" she asked, more to herself then anyone.

"What, do you think I'm perfect of something?" Aang said, pulling away from the embrace, an amused grin tugging at his lips.

"Well, yeah! I mean, you're what every girl wants in a guy! You're smart, and funny, you're sweet, and caring, and cute a-…Why am I still talking? I am such a spazz!"she exclaimed, a little too loudly, attempting to cover up her slip-up with a nervous laugh, avoiding contact with his eyes. Aang blinked upon hearing the news that she thought he was cute; surprised and pleased, but mostly surprised.

"What?" he asked. Katara looked down, blushing furiously.

"Well…I...uh…you…ugh!" she exclaimed when she couldn't think of anything to respond with. She looked at him nervously to see what his expression was, then immediately regretted it. He was giving her that look again and she knew she'd spill the truth any second. Her lower lip trembled in an effort to hold back the imminent outburst that was coming, but it was no use and she gave in, the words bursting from her lips like a waterfall.

"Ikindasortahaveacrushonyou." she said in a rush, her words jumbling together. Aang managed to catch every word though and his heart sped up excitedly.

"Really? Because, I've had a crush on you ever since we were four!" he said. Katara turned her head toward him again, astonished at the news.

"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked, smiling disbelievingly at him. Aang rubbed the back of his neck shyly.

"Well, I was afraid that you wouldn't like me the same way." he admitted softly. He felt her slide her hand over his.

"I guess you won't have to worry about that anymore." she said with a laugh. Aang laughed too.

Suddenly, they caught each other's eyes. It only took that one moment. That single moment. Something in that second clicked and impulse started to kick in before the rest of their minds could have a say. Not that they cared about sense anymore. Love didn't make sense.

Before they knew it, their faces were inches apart and the space was slowly growing smaller.

Centimeters away…

Millimeters away...

Both of their heats were hammering away in their chests as the moved closer. They could feel each other's breath on their faces now. They were so close. So incredibly close it was agonizing. And then finally, there was no space.

The kiss was short, and it even seemed short to them. The slight awkwardness of kissing their best friend for ten years had made sure of that.

"You taste like ice cream." Aang murmured while they were still a short distance apart. Katara giggled a little at the comment.

"You taste like pineapples." she whispered. Now it was Aang's turn to laugh.

"Just had some this morning." he replied. There was a short moment of silence as the two just stared at each other through half-open eyes. There was something special about that silence, though neither could really put a finger on it.

Aang found himself staring at her lips and before he could stop himself, he was leaning in again. Katara didn't seem to mind though, for she gratefully returned the kiss.

Cured of awkwardness, he made sure to savor the French vanilla taste on her lips this time.

That was his favorite flavor from then on.

A/N- Alright, the secrets out. I'm awful at AU's. Epic sad face --- :( I hope you liked it anyway. I tried.

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