Coming Together

Festivities

Gentle sunlight filtered in through the window, the shafts crossing their bodies as they lay tangled together in the sheets. Aang had found himself victim of her pouty lips more than once in the past two weeks when asked if he would stay with her. He always gave in, finding it incredibly hard to say no. Waking up next to her just felt so right to him. He almost felt bad, like he was taking advantage of her. The truth was she needed him as much as he needed her. He looked at her in his arms, her hair a wild mess around the pillows and her face, draping over her shoulders and down her back. Her lips were parted and he watched her chest rise and fall, slow and steady. He smiled and brushed a lock of hair out of her face, giving her cheek a small kiss. She stirred softly and stretched, turning away from him. He laughed quietly and took her in his arms, turning her back to him.

"Hey sleepy," he cooed at her. Her eyes opened slowly, looking around the bed and up into his eyes, instantly smiling.

"Morning," she responded, looking over to the clock on her night stand. It was early, just after seven. She let her head fall back onto her pillow and closed her eyes again, trying to decide if she was getting up or not. Aang started to untangle his legs from hers and she gripped him with her own set. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked with a little smirk, placing a hand on his chest. He just laughed and tightened his grip around her.

"I've been up since the sun. I'm getting up."

"No, you're going to stay right here and keep me warm." She said and looped her arms around his neck.

"Katara, it's summer."

"Then to keep me company while I sleep."

"Sweetie, we have this discussion every morning. I need to get up." He stated and tried to pull her off of him, even though he loved the attention of his sleepy sweetheart. "Besides, you should get up. It's kind of a special day."

Katara just looked at him with curious eyes, waiting for some kind of hint.

"Sokka and Suki? It's their wedding today."

She gasped and let go of him, jumping out of bed. She padded clumsily to her kitchen where she had her calendar and a line of X's led up to that day's date, circled with a heart. It was indeed their wedding day.

"No, no, no, no, this can't be right!" She said with a high level of anxiety. Aang heard her and came to her, looking at the calendar.

"It's today, what's wrong?"

She heaved and tangled her fingers into her hair.

"What's wrong? Everything! Nothing has been practiced yet! We haven't gone over a seating arrangement, the decor isn't put up in the ballroom that's rented out, oh there is so much wrong!" She said as her hands streaked down her face. "I need to get ready this second!" She shouted and was practically running down her tiny hallway towards her bedroom when a knock at her front door came. "Can you please get that?" She asked as she ran into her room, starting to get ready for the day. He sighed and walked towards the door, rubbing the back of his neck. When he opened the door he smiled widely.

"Well, speak of the bride." He smiled as he looked upon Suki, wearing a simple, short green dress.

"Oh, hello Aang," she said and blushed, him being in just pants, "I wasn't expecting you to be here so early." She said and raised an eyebrow curiously. "I didn't know you and Katara were... so close," she said and smirked, walking into Katara's humble home. He closed the door behind her, hearing her implications.

"Suki, it's not like that," he tried to defend, turning away from the door,

"Hey, you don't have to explain yourself. You're both adults." She said now completely smiling, crossing her arms.