I replaced my random AN with Chapter 2, just in case you didn't know.

I don't own the characters, they belong to Bryke, but I do rather enjoy this AU style :3 I hope I can keep you interested with it! And don't be afraid to toss out some nice, helpful criticism! It's one of the reasons I'm sharing my stories again LOL

Toph and Aang have potty mouths this chapter 8B

FYI in case you haven't guessed, this is shounen-ai, guyXguy stuff. Don't like, then leave.

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The day after the flirting incident is Aang's last free day before he has to go back to college on a daily basis. Ah, weekends come and go so quickly. It's just not fair. At least Summer is right around the corner. Deciding to finish his weekend off with some fun, Aang decides to call Lee.

Not because he's desperate. Not because he's curious. Not because he's afraid. No, he just really enjoyed talking with the other young man. It was pleasant, like talking to an old friend.

And he's really, super hott with an awesome accent like FireLord's. That's probably the main reason he's calling Lee the next day like a desperate girl with a huge crush.

Grabbing his cell from the bedside table, Aang jumps onto his squishy water bed like he has a thousand times before. It jiggles and wobbles and he basically giggles to himself, enjoying the sensation. He tries not to think about how sooner or later all this jumping will come back and bite him in the rear when the bed pops. He scrolls through his phone book quickly, a huge grin on his lips. Not because he's anxious, oh no, not at all.

"There you are! Huh, kind of a weird number… Must have a different network then me. Oh well!" He hits send and the phone starts to ring. Aang settles onto his bed, getting comfortable, hoping he'll be there for a long while. The phone continues to ring and poor Aang just can't sit still. He taps his foot, taps his fingers, wiggles around on his bed.

It's rung only four times.

Finally a click! Aang's eyes are wide with excitement as he waits for Lee to speak.

"Hello?"

Ohfuckshitcrap! That's not possible!

"Hello?"

Aang knows this voice from anywhere. He could pick it out from a thousand people in a crowd. He's memorized how it sounds singing and talking.

It's FireLord.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Zuko asks again. Strange that no one would answer. Could it be the wrong phone number? Is he speaking clearly?

"Well, since no one's there, I'm going to hang-" CLICK. "Oh. Never mind then." He sets the receiver down, brows furrowed in confusion. There was someone on the other line. And they were being rude. They hung up on him!

He runs a hand through his jet black hair, letting out a heavy sigh. "That was weird, though."

"What's up, Zuko?" Sokka walks into the living room of their shared apartment, a towel around his waist and another in his hands as he dries his hair. "Did someone just call?"

"Yeah, but they didn't say anything." The famous singer leans against the back of the couch, basically sitting on the back of it, with crossed arms as he thinks about what just happened. "I kept saying hello but no one answered me, even though they were the one to call me. I finally just said I was going to hang up, when they hung up on me."

"Wrong number probably. They could have been too embarrassed to say anything." Sokka chuckles. "Or maybe they were just in total awe of your voice and couldn't speak."

"Ha. Ha." Zuko tosses a pillow at his long time friend, hitting him in the face.

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After slamming his cell phone down on the nightstand(habit, maybe?), Aang jumps out of bed and runs. He exits his apartment, leaving his door wide open, and he rushes to the stairs, taking them two at a time. He doesn't stop his legs until he reaches Toph's door at the very bottom.

"Toph!" Aang calls, pounding on her door. "I know you're here! Let me in! Please!"

"Hey, take a chill pill," he hears from behind the locked door. He listens for the click of the door unlocking before he pushes his way inside. The blind girl swiftly moves out of his way so she doesn't get hurt.

"Toph, you aren't going to believe this!" Silver eyes are wide as Aang smiles at his friend, basically screaming at her.

The girl just stands there, door knob in hand, blind eyes staring at the decorative mirror on the wall (long story short, she thought it'd be funny). She doesn't give any indication of her emotions.

"Toph, come on! I have to tell you everything!"

Sighing heavily, Toph closes the door. "You are so lucky that you are my best friend and that I love you. Otherwise, I'd be kicking your ass right now." She takes a step towards him. "Or you'd be dead. One of those two things." Taking steady aim, she punches him arm, causing Aang to yelp and hold his injury.

"What was that for? I have something amazing and scary to tell you! I can't believe it's true! It's just-wow-I don't know- crazy!"

Toph silently thanks God that she's blind so she doesn't have to see the dopey look she just knows Aang is making right now: innocent, wide eyes that are sparkling, red cheeks, and happiness written all over. "All right, Twinkletoes, let's go sit down so you can tell me all about this scary, amazing, wow thing."

"Thank you so much, Toph!" He smiles more somehow, and wraps his arms around the small girl in a tight hug, earning him another punch in the arm.

After receiving his punch, Aang growls softly, a pout taking over his features. Quickly putting it behind him, he rushes to Toph's clean living room and lets her couch eat him up. He looks over his shoulder impatiently, watching Toph take her sweet, precious time.

"Oh, I'll just start telling you. You can hear me, anyways! So, remember that guy from yesterday, Lee, that I told you about? I decided to call him today! I know, I know, how lame and stupid, rushing something like that!" He keeps his focus on Toph as she sits down beside him on the man-eating couch, continuing to retell everything that just happened in his own, happy, over exaggerated way.

Toph can't help but sigh and roll her eyes at a few things, especially when he gets to the point of the phone ringing forever and forever. Does he have to give all these small details to her? She really doesn't need to know what he was thinking and feeling for those few seconds. Goodness, he may as well write a whole novel on the past ten minutes!

Finally Aang stops, losing himself in a dream of what just happened. A dream come true, basically.

"That is some story, Twinkletoes. Didn't you say he was on a break right now to write some new songs, get inspiration or something? Maybe he came to this town since it's so small."

Silver eyes widen (who knew they could get that big?) as Aang looks at Toph with excitement and a feral gleam in his eyes. "Don't tease me like that! It'd be amazing and cool, and I'd die of happiness!" He falls from the couch to lay on the floor in bliss.

Toph yet again sighs, rolling her eyes. This isn't going to disappear any time soon. She's going to have to hear this story again and again. Ugh…

"So, why'd you hang up on him, then? If it was FireLord, why not talk to him?"

"WHAT? Are you crazy? He wouldn't want to talk to me! I'm just a lowly peasant, basically! Plus he would never be interested in me! He's all about the sexy, skimpy girls with huge, fake breasts! Remember that concert we went to, and there was that dark skinned girl there? She was all over him! Rumor is, she's his girlfriend!" Aang covers his face with his arms, depression wanting to take away his happiness.

"You never know, Aang," Toph says. "Famous people do that kind of stuff all the time just for looks. You should call him again, if only to apologize."

Sitting up, the young college fanboy smiles. "Yeah, you're right. Thanks Toph. And I'm sorry I was so… exuberant."

"… You have a test in English tomorrow, don't you?"

"How'd you know?"