The color of water

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Somethiing felt feathery and nice on her left cheek, like a lick. "that felt....soooo ooo" katara said with a mewing type of voice. Opening her eyes she turned to face a beady-eyed monkey, "AHH? GAH! MOMO?!" Katara sat up quickly hair hair was a mess it fell over her face making her look very unpleasing. She noticed she was still in her robe.....oh shoot it was daytime! that....man he...was he, the man in the trees was a dream?

pulling her hair back quickly tying it with a hairband she stood up but felt vey weak. Her legs felt strained and without effort katara laid back on the ground. Luckily someone had made a makeshift bed for her, where was Aang and sokka? she noiticed she was not anywhere in a pond the trees had vanished. Good. No men from trees can stalk on her! groaning her head hurt rolling to one side she noticed a calm little spring rose up from a crevice.

She looked into he opque water, cupping her hands she drank slowly but then spat it back out. "Ick! sulfur water" what a bad start of a fresh morning. "Katara! thank goodness you're awake!" a figure, Aang stood there holding momo in his arms aways away from her, right as se saw Aang her mood lifted even though a foul taste was in her mouth. Her faced brightend up with a smile framed on her face. "Aang!" she shouted, renewed energy came fourth and she ran to greet him with a hug. But with her lack on enegry she fell right into his arms and sobbed, he was almost as tall as her now, thank god.

"umm...Katara." another voice said, it was sokka. Katara was almost about to give a hug to her brother with all the strentgh she had left but she felt something slip off of her. OH ME GEE!" her top of her robe which was very unsessesfuly tied had fell off exposing her frontal side, Aang stood there red in the face with a goofy grinn on his face. Aang....must of felt...Katara wisped her robe back on and stood there wobling about. "Katara, why are you up? you are sick. We found you half naked on the ground, well Aang found you." Aangs face burned with a blush that everyone could notice, "hehehe-I'll go go-o get some foood" he said and walked off if something was bothering him.

Katara looked at him, "he sure looks funny." sokka was right, with to much talking her sickness made an uproar and she brok up into a coughing spree. "Here Katara go lie down, we will get you some food." Sokka led back to her bed, he also gave her his tarp so she could use it as a pillow.


She felt horrible, not just the fact she was sick. But it was such a pure day that there was no passbying clouds in the sky, the sun trickled down in streams on her face making it a warming pleasure, and what a relief it was to be in the open fresh air. Someone came and sat down by her, she wanted no company at the moment so she rolled over to one side so her back was facing who ever it was. "Sorry if I awoke you" Aangs voice could be heard. Katara said nothing but her eyes had opened a bit, "Katara.....is everything alright? you have seemed very down from the day since...we found you." he said, Katara wiggled around seeing if it was a way to fish out the memories of the inncident the night before.

Aangs- POV ~~~~

she was silient, did she not want me here? I was about to go and maybe dish up some food for her. But then I head a voice cacked with sadness "Aang...." I stopped then slid back into my sitting positoion. She said nothing. I waited a bit hoping sokka was in no abouts, or he would think I am thinking dirty thoughts about her. "oh Aang...can i tell you?" she said supprisingly after about 10 minutes of watching her chest heave up and down.

I felt a lump in my throat of eageress, I was about to lick up any information she gave me like a hungry dog. Instead she flopped over to face me and streaks of tears where coming from her blue eyes. My heart sunk...she was crying. "Damnit!" she shouted, I didn't want sokka to come....a very wrong time indeed. "Damn that man" she said crying harder, she was crying of tears of hatred. very softly a put my finger on her velvet feeling lips. 'Tell me. Katara who is this man?" Katara swallowed hard, trying to not cry infront of me. "I'm so sorry Aang" she said. She now staggerd up into a siting psition and grabbed her knees. Her robe was ver short and I was trying not to look hot in the face, "Please tell me" I said feeling more and more aroused by her actions.

"The was this man..." she started off very slow, how I was expecting she would. "He..well that basterd was spying on my the time I was in the bath. Just the bath, i think" She said trying to keep calm, but I watched how her Hands gripped the covers firmly. "He knows my name...! I want to kill him.....basterd." I hated hearing such foul language spill out of her mouth, but she sounded frightend. She coughed a dozen times and laid back down, "Aang this man....he has bloned hair and blue eyes" I shifted in my position, I hated seeing her like this. "I'm sorry Katara,"is all i could say.

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Katara's eyes where puffed up from all the tesion and crying. She laid stiffly swirling in her own mind, her thoughts and sarrow. Aang sat there calmly not leaving by her side, wating for her dimissal or whatever she pleased for. After another few minutes of annticipation Katara relaxed once more but only to face Aang and fling herself fully onto the suprised Avatar. She laid there as the young man fully took over with glee holding her close to his body. "Katara...all three of us can find that man....we will find out who he is," Aang said trying to look up in the sky to hide his rather large smile.
Katara wasn't listening or looking she was burried in the crook of his arm leting off small bits of tears at a time. She then propeled her self so she was looking up at him, "Aang....I'm so sorry it's all this war, my mother and...and" her voice trailed off as it was a sigh of happiness.

~~~~~~~~~~ Aang POV

She was so warm and tender to the touch. her skin felt honey smooth as she would change her ways nestling up agianst me. one word to think of this occasion, it was wonderful. After awhile I couldn't take it anymore, oh how I wanted to tatse those lips of hers, but I didn't want to offend her in anyway so I bent down slowly. I was so close to her face...her eyes where closed. Damn don't be asleep. She mummbled something to me, I didn't hear becuase I was getting suduced by her, so beautiful. Then with my lips I kissed her cheak lightly making her open her eyes with her mouth a bit a-gape and with satisfaction. "We will always be great friends." I said to her and brushed back one of her fallen strands of hair, her mouth then looked like a thin line and she said one word "Aang......please don't kiss me." I felt sad, hurt. Then without notice she flipped over onto her makeshift bed and softly floated off to sleep. Damn.