Whoa whoa whoa kid, it's KATAANG WEEK PART DEUX. Excitement! And I'm on time this time around! So here's day one of my Kataang Week collection, Another Week. Expect more tomorrow!

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Chapter 1: Panda Lily

"Katara!" Aang called excitedly, jumping off Appa's head and racing into the Fire Nation palace. He ignored the odd looks he was given as he tore through the halls at top speed, leaving clouds of dust in his wake. "Katara, I'm back!"

He crisscrossed through the whole of the palace looking for her, until finally he saw her in the gardens with Toph, Zuko, and Mai. She turned when he called her name and he grinned, fully intending to sweep her up into his arms…

But instead she punched him in the stomach. He was rather confused to find himself blinking up at her from the grass when only moments ago he had been attempting to hug her.

"What's wrong with you?" she shouted, grabbing him by the shirt and hauling him back to his feet. He stared at her, confused, and was unnerved by the sight of Toph, Mai, and Zuko backing away several yards behind her.

"Um," was the only response he managed. Katara let out a frustrated groan and slapped him. There wasn't any strength behind it, but it got the point across.

"Aang, you've been gone for three days," she said loudly. "You just vanished in the middle of the night. I've been worried sick. What in the world could have compelled you to just up and leave like that?"

Aang swallowed hard and held up his hand. She blinked several times, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. In the Avatar's hand was a flower. It was a lily with long thin petals, black and white in color. Katara reached up and took it, her brows drawing down as she regarded it.

"It's a flower," she said flatly after a very long silence. She glanced up at Aang, who was grinning.

"A panda lily," he corrected, wiggling his eyebrows.

Katara stared. "Okay," she replied, waiting for him to continue. He just kept grinning at her. She sighed. "Aang, what is this for?"

Aang's face fell. "Oh… you don't… you don't know?" he stammered. Katara shook her head. Aang blushed and looked at his feet. "Well… it's supposed to be a symbol of um… love, and devotion… that kind of stuff…" he murmured, fidgeting restlessly. Katara's cheeks turned pink, but Aang didn't notice, engrossed as he was in his shoes. He cleared his throat. "I figured since it's been a year since the war ended and we officially became um… a couple I guess…"

He exhaled heavily and finally looked up at her. "I'm sorry Katara, I didn't think about how much I would worry you, I just wanted to make a grand gesture and it was stupid in hindsight and-"

Aang's stammering was cut off when Katara leaned up toward him and placed a shy kiss on his lips, the lily clasped in her hands.

"You know Aang…" she murmured, smiling demurely as she stepped back from him. "If you wanted to make a grand gesture…" She reached back and tied the lily in her hair. "You could have left a note or something."