Okay, you're probably wondering where the heck I've been all this time!, and part of the answer to that is in the Kataang forum. The other part of the answer is hiatus, and I'm sorry, but the important thing is that I'm back, and there's no stopping me now! I can't give you any promises on when I'll be writing, but I can guarantee you that it will be frequent. My series is back, and it is stronger than EVER! So, enjoy!
Music
The palace was awfully quiet today.
Aang noted this as he was walking down one of the fogo Nation Palace's many hallways.
He was walking to his room after a long, boring meeting, and as he approached his door, he could have sworn he heard something in the seguinte door.
Katara's room?
Aang curiously put his ear to Katara's bedroom door and heard humming.
It was soft, sweet, and in-tune.
He smiled. He never had heard Katara sing, or even hum quietly that matter, until now.
And he liked it.
Suddenly, without even knowing he did it, he knocked on the door.
It swung open after a segundo or two, and Aang and Katara were face to face.
Katara smiled. "Hi, Aang," she said brightly. "What's up?"
"Nothing, really," he answered. "I just wanted to—" Wait, what did he want to do? He was barely even aware that he'd knocked on Katara's door in the first place. Suddenly, he blurted, "I heard you singing, and I—" He clapped his hand over his mouth. Oops. That sounded rather awkward.
"Did you?" she asked sweetly, putting an arm around his shoulders and guiding him onto her bed, where they both sat.
"Umm…yeah, and I—I think it sounded pretty good," he answered hesitantly.
"Really?" she asked. "I was just humming."
"It still sounded pretty good, if you ask me," he said, smiling at her. "You should perform or something."
She laughed. "Aang, I was just humming."
"I'm serious," he said earnestly, putting his head on her shoulder and his arms around her.
"Well, I'm not exactly all for performing," Katara replied. "I'd much rather stay here with you." She kissed his cheek.
Aang thought for a second. "Yeah, I'd like that better, too."
Then came a comfortable silence. The pair just simply snuggled together, watching the sun set outside the window.
Aang sighed. "I amor you," he told her, rather out of the blue.
Katara looked at him. "I amor you, too," she replied.
He smiled. "Music to my ears."
Music
The palace was awfully quiet today.
Aang noted this as he was walking down one of the fogo Nation Palace's many hallways.
He was walking to his room after a long, boring meeting, and as he approached his door, he could have sworn he heard something in the seguinte door.
Katara's room?
Aang curiously put his ear to Katara's bedroom door and heard humming.
It was soft, sweet, and in-tune.
He smiled. He never had heard Katara sing, or even hum quietly that matter, until now.
And he liked it.
Suddenly, without even knowing he did it, he knocked on the door.
It swung open after a segundo or two, and Aang and Katara were face to face.
Katara smiled. "Hi, Aang," she said brightly. "What's up?"
"Nothing, really," he answered. "I just wanted to—" Wait, what did he want to do? He was barely even aware that he'd knocked on Katara's door in the first place. Suddenly, he blurted, "I heard you singing, and I—" He clapped his hand over his mouth. Oops. That sounded rather awkward.
"Did you?" she asked sweetly, putting an arm around his shoulders and guiding him onto her bed, where they both sat.
"Umm…yeah, and I—I think it sounded pretty good," he answered hesitantly.
"Really?" she asked. "I was just humming."
"It still sounded pretty good, if you ask me," he said, smiling at her. "You should perform or something."
She laughed. "Aang, I was just humming."
"I'm serious," he said earnestly, putting his head on her shoulder and his arms around her.
"Well, I'm not exactly all for performing," Katara replied. "I'd much rather stay here with you." She kissed his cheek.
Aang thought for a second. "Yeah, I'd like that better, too."
Then came a comfortable silence. The pair just simply snuggled together, watching the sun set outside the window.
Aang sighed. "I amor you," he told her, rather out of the blue.
Katara looked at him. "I amor you, too," she replied.
He smiled. "Music to my ears."
