Seven Years.

One on the contest entries for Tokka Week in Spanish, this one is a series of seven fics which tell the story of Toph's birthdays from 13 to 19, seven years of birthdays, this fic will be updated each Friday morning, unless I get enough reviews and update earlier, lol, anyway just read and enjoy it.

Seven Years.

For many, the number 13 is signal of bad luck, but for me it was all the contrary, that number gave me so much happiness, a happiness I had never felt before, it burned my chest and made me feel special, I never believed in all those superstitions surrounding that number, but if this was bad luck then I'm happy to be cursed with it. "Where are you taking me Sokka?"

Although at that moment I wasn't feeling that lucky at all, but I was happy, it was my thirteenth birthday and the person I secretly loved was holding my hand and pulling me out of the party my parents took the bother to throw for me. "Just trust me."

Sokka and I were always the best friends ever, we laughed together, and we had fun all the time, and yeah, we also argued although just occasionally, we were really close, he was perhaps the closest person to me and the owner of my feelings. Sure he never showed any affection toward me, or perhaps he wasn't man enough to do it. "I can feel your vibrations perfectly Sokka, something is bothering you, if you have something to say just do it, I don't want to lose my good mood quiet yet."

"Actually Toph, I'm relying on your good mood in order to not make a fool of myself… I think this is the proper place." Poor Sokka, he worked so hard to surprise me that night, he never expected my vibration sensing would ruin the surprise, and placing those flowers he was planning to give to me on top of a tree branch was of no help at all, I can sense its vibrations, it may be wood but this wood is alive. "This is for you… volcanic flowers… I heard from a good source that their smell is sweet… happy birthday Toph."

Sokka is so damn lucky, I could smell the sweet fragrance of these flowers from far away, but I like him so much to ruin it, so I pretended to be impressed. "Your source knows what he is talking about, these flower's scent is sweet, thank you… but there was no need to pull me out of my birthday party you know." I admit it, I'm cruel toward him, but he deserves it for not finding out about my feelings for him.

"Actually Toph, I took you out of the party for your real present…" It was then when I was hit by surprise, Sokka's vibrations had changed, they were violent and uncontrollable, his heart beat was running way too fast and his body began shaking. "Toph… this is your real present… please don't kill me."

At first I was unable to understand it, but then I felt his hand at my cheek, it was a warm feeling and a comfortable one, but it was nothing compared with what came after it, those lips, those lips I had dreamed with, those lips I had been wanting to feel for such a long time were finally pressed against mines, if Sokka wanted to surprise me, he had just done it, this time it was me the one shaking and him the one with full control over me.

I lost myself in the feeling, the volcanic flowers Sokka had gathered for me slipped from my hands and fell to the soft grass that surrounded the state of Gaoling, and my hands searched for his face moments before he could break the kiss, forcing him to stay, tasting his lips, I wanted to keep feeling his lips against mines, feel the exploding feelings surrounding my body, burning my chest, but it couldn't last forever, sooner or latter the kiss was supposed to end. "Sokka… you just…"

"I love you." He took my hands and rubbed them softly, it was a warm feeling, but was nothing compared to the memory of the taste of his lips. "Toph Bei Fong… will you be my girlfriend?" He wasn't an idiot, not all the time at least, he already knew what my answer was. With his hand he played with my hair and waited for my answer.

A smile was my only reply, the sweetest smile in my life, and with that last, the feeling I enjoyed so much attacked me once again, once again his lips were hitting mine, bad luck or not, my birthday number 13 was the best I have had so far, since from that day an on, Sokka remained by my side, if this was bad luck, then I was lucky by been unlucky.

You may have noticed it is short, not like most of my works, also it is fluff, yeah I know that, but I don't normally write fluffs, just depressive long fics with happy or not so happy endings, this one is Tokka to its fullest, see ya next week, or if you want to, you can read the translated versions of my other fics that were competing in Tokka Week in Spanish, which I won! Yay!