A: But it’s true, right? We kissed at the invasion and shortly before that K: Aang, it’s complicated A: You come closer and you go away, I don’t know how you feel K: We are in the middle of war. I can’t give you an answer. It’s not the moment
A: But then… when will it be? When will I have my answer? I don’t care if you reject me. I will leave you alone. I just want-…
K: Can you settle for this?
A: But… This doesn’t answer anything for me. K: Why are you so determined to get an answer?! A: Because I don’t know if I’m going to survive against Ozai K: Don’t say that. You will be alive!
A: Why are you so sure of that and not of what you feel for me? K: Because you will survive! I know it! I believe in you!! You are the Avatar. A: That’s not enough
A: Katara, I need to be alone for a moment. K: Fine. I’ll be inside A: Yue. It’s not just that
A: How will I know if she will give Aang her answer? Or is it for the Avatar who got his hands dirty to end the war? It doesn’t matter what I choose. Both ways look so lonely
What if… Katara was the one who stole that kiss?
It is something that I have come to ask myself and I dare to say that things would have been more intense.
I think it would be a good material for the angust for the Kataang shipp.
In the end I did not make an English version, I’m already very tired and I just want to publish this now
