A special task

How we fell apart

A year and a half after Aang defeats the FireLord, in Republic City

This was it this was my chance. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I knew I loved Katara, and I wasn't going to loose her.

It started out simple enough, we had a perfect day. We just played on the beach, like two kids having fun. That was all I really wanted anyways. Sometime it felt like Katara was slipping through my fingers, maturing faster than I could handle. The truth was I didn't want to grow up. I know I had to mature for the sake of the war, but I wanted to desperately cling to my childhood.

Everything was taken from me. When I had nothing, I had Appa, and my friends. What was so wrong with slowing down a bit. I just wanted to hold on to what was left of the boy who went in the iceberg. I've grown so much since then, but I've never been a fan of change. But Katara was growing, which meant I had to also.

"Today was fun Aang." Katara said sincerely.  Today was the first in many days we hadn't fought, also a week after the last incident, but today would be different.

She hesitated leaning in for kiss. That was a new low. Even when I was twelve she wouldn't shy away, now she thought she couldn't even kiss me. She settled on kissing my forehead. Great. She was about to turn away when I grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes.

I would never kiss her without consent( learned that the hard way) so now an unspoken look would ask. She looked shocked but she nodded and so I leaned in.

This time I kissed with everything I had, wrapping my hands around her waist. She was at my door about to leave air temple island, that was until I pulled her in. I led her onto the couch near the entrance and relocated us. She seemed surprised by the whole thing, but didn't question it. Once we were sitting down I stuck my tongue in.

   Whatever confusion she had was gone and she pressed her lips harder. I happily sighed. I was a fourteen year old boy after all, I definitely enjoyed making out, no matter what Katara thought. I wanted to get closer to her, I did.

I snaked my arms around her pulling her closer to me, and the kiss was deepening. My hands found her bare back, which they had once or twice before things got weird.

"This is good, this is comfortable" a voice in my head said.
"Buts it's not enough." I reminded myself.  I undid her bindings and I felt her stiffen. She pulled away
"Aang?"
I ignored her and started to kiss her neck. I could tell she was still stiff, but she allowed it, even sighing when I reached the right spot. Then I tried to undo her pants when she turned serious and grabbed my hands.

"Aang." She said, this time more a like a command.

I felt my voice breaking, and I was humiliated.

"Katara please, I- I'm ready."

"No you're not Aang, I know you're not."

"No, please I want to do this for you- I mean for me, please."

"Aang I thought we talked about this, I'm never going to make you do something you don't want to do."

Finally anger got the best of me.

"WELL IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE THAT."