Author's Note: This is just my version of the Kataang kiss scene in the NYCC trailer. I kept seeing "ewwww...she didn't like it!" in reference to Katara reaction. But what if it something completely different. This takes place right at what we see in the trailer.

Suddenly she felt Aang's lips press against hers and she pulled away, eyes wide with shock. A hand tentatively reached up to touch the place where his lips had been. Aang's eyes lowered sadly when he saw her expression, his heart suddenly feeling heavy, and a blush spreading over his cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I just thought…"

"Thought what?"

He sighed. "I just thought that maybe after that kiss on the day of the invasion, that you would know how I feel, and that maybe you'd feel the same way about me." The young Avatar's mouth formed a small smile, the blush still coloring his cheeks. "Pretty silly of me, I guess."

"Why do you say that?" Katara's blue eyes focused on his as he raised his gray ones to look at her.

"Because of the reaction you just gave me. Because I'm the Avatar. Because I bet you still think of me as a kid, despite what you said that day on top of the submarine. Like I said, pretty silly of me to think that short, bald me would ever be attractive to someone as beautiful as you."

She saw the blush fade away and hidden behind the beginnings of tears in his eyes shone just a sliver of hope that she would refute everything he had just said.

They sat for a moment, both breathing softly and neither moving nor saying anything. Finally Aang sighed again and stood. He had been hoping for some sort of reaction from her. Even an outright statement of rejection. But he couldn't take sitting there anymore in silence as she stared at him. He just wanted to disappear, he was embarrassed and angry at himself for being such a fool over her.

"I'll see you later then." And he turned, leaving her still seated.

Katara watched his retreating form, watched his heart breaking with every step. She had wanted to tell him to shut up the whole time. He had it all wrong. Completely wrong. And as he walked away she realized she was making the biggest mistake of her life in letting him leave.


Aang turned, staring at her with confusion as she run to catch up to him.

"You are such an idiot!"

It was Aang's turn to be shocked. She had just rejected him and now she was calling him names?

"You are such an idiot, Aang. You have it all wrong. All knowing Avatar and you don't know anything!'

He folded his arms, suddenly feeling irritated by the whole situation. "Do you have a point or are you just going to keep insulting me?"

Katara sighed. "I do feel the same way. I do love you. But I was scared. Scared of what it would do to our friendship, you being the Avatar. I was completely terrified. You kissed me that day on the submarine and you don't know how long I've wanted you to do that, but it scared me."

Aang's arms had fallen to his sides, eyes wide and full of tears. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. She loved him. Being the Avatar he had wanted peace. Being Aang, he had just wanted her love. It was all he had ever wanted. He smiled at her and wiped the tears from his eyes.

"Really?" He asked, just to make sure he had not imagined it.

She nodded and moved towards him, smiling, and he felt her arms wrap around his neck. They were so close, his hands moving towards her waist, a blush once again spreading over his cheeks.

"Besides, I don't care if you're short…"

She lowered her head slightly and closed the distance between them, lips pressed against lips. As the kiss deepened and as her fingertips skimmed gently over the blue line that traveled along his scalp and the back of his neck, as she felt his heart speed up and his temperature rise under her gentle touch, she realized that she didn't care about him being bald either.