Aang and Katara

It is a beautiful day with lazy, puffy white clouds in the sky and sunshine. A red bird flew in the sky, and was soon was engulfed in the shadow of Appa.

Appa moved slowly through the clouds. Aang sat in Appa's driving seat, leaning back, enjoying himself with a reed in his mouth.

Beside him was Katara, stretched out on her stomach looking over Appa's side. She wore a tank top and a long skirt made out of soft fabric, of course her outfit was the color of her Water Tribe. Her hair was down and blowing in the wind.

She turned to Aang, whom was now a little over sixteen. He was developing into a gorgeous young man, with muscles and abs, and piercing eyes that made her melt. He was also the love of her life; and it had been that way for nearly two years now.

"It's such a gorgeous day, Aang!" she exclaimed.

He looked over his shoulder and smiled at her, showing his dimples and melting her heart. He moved over to her and kissed her soft lips. "It is…but I like the view from here better."

Katara giggled and began to blush. "Oh, Aang."

"I mean it, Katara," he told her. "You're beautiful."

Katara looked up into his blue eyes and could see there future. She ran a hand through his growing brown hair.

"Thanks, Aang, you're so good to me…."

He smiled at her. "I love you Katara."

She smiled and could feel the love in her heart taking over. "I love you, too, Aang." She pulled his face closer to her and she kissed him passionately.

He returned the favor and they layed there, on Appa's back, kissing, holding each other, tangling themselves in his fur.

Their love had taken them to so many places across the world. Who knows where it'll take them next….Maybe that love will develop into something more…but who's to say?

With Aang and Katara, you never know…love does things to you, and the affairs of the heart can go deep….