Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction ❯ Duty Versus Love ❯ Am I A Bad Father? ( Chapter 39 )
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By: Light-Eco-Sage 
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Non Anime: Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Fantasy / Martial Arts / Romance / Supernatural / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2013 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 452 | Status: Work In Progress
Avatar is owned by Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko, not me!
Non Anime: Avatar The Last Airbender Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Fantasy / Martial Arts / Romance / Supernatural / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.02.2013 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 452 | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter XXXIX: Am I A Bad Father?
As the door slammed shut in Aang’s face, he groaned and leaned against the cool wood. For several moments, he remained like this before straightening and looking around at the door that Katara had left out of moments ago.
“You can come back in now.” Aang called.
A moment passed and the door opened, and Katara stepped into the room. “You knew I was there?”
“Earthbending vision.” Aang said. “It seems that we’ve both got a problem with eavesdropping.” He walked over to the chair and sat down, holding his head.
Katara moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around her husband. “Aang…”
“Katara…” Aang whispered, looking up at her. “Do you think I’m a bad father?”
“What? No, Aang! No.” Katara responded. “Why would you think that?” She asked.
“Before Anil was born, and I traveled to talk to your father about being a father… do you remember?” Aang asked, and Katara nodded. “Hakoda told me to be careful to avoid favoring the children. Could I… could I have been favoring Anil without even knowing it?”
“No, Aang.” Katara said, embracing him. “You spent a week making the decision. I’ve been married to you for seventeen years, and in that time I’ve seen you as both a husband and a father. You are a wonderful father. Your children love you. And there is nothing that you have given Anil, Tenzin, Kya, or Neela that you have not also given to your other children. I want for nothing, and they want for nothing.”
“But what if I am favoring Anil?” Aang asked desperately.
“You are not favoring any of your children.” Katara said. “Making Anil the next leader of the Air Nomads is not favoritism, it is the best choice. Even the other Avatars agree with you. He has been trained for this his whole life, he is the best Airbender and the best choice to begin teaching the next generations, and his siblings love and respect him.”
“I don’t think that Sho feels that way anymore.” Aang said.
“Aang, I know that you’ve never had siblings, but jealousies popping up among siblings are not all that uncommon.” Katara said. “We’ve dealt with this before. It might take some time, but Sho will calm down. Once he has calmed down, you can explain to him why you picked Anil as your primary heir and that Tenzin is not the next in line after him.”
“I wish he could have just let me tell him that he’s the next in line after Anil.” Aang said, sighing heavily.
“He’ll calm down, and then you can tell him.” Katara assured him. “I promise... everything will be fine.” She said, pulling him into a kiss, which he eagerly returned, desperate for some of her comfort.
Aang wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her closer to him, deepening the kiss.
After several minutes of indulging in his hunger for her kisses, Katara pulled away slightly. “Aang, I have some good news for you.” She whispered. “It just might make you feel better.”
“Really?” Aang asked, staring into her eyes.
“In fact, I’m sure that it will make you feel better.” Katara said, embracing him, and whispered into his ear. “Aang… I’m pregnant.”
Aang froze as Katara pulled away from him to gaze into his eyes. “Really?” Aang gasped, sounding both shocked and amazed.
“Yeah.” She said. “It looks like we’re going to get our wish for another baby after all.”
“Katara, this is…” Aang whispered, placing his hands on her waist. “This is such good news!” He said fondly, kissing her.
“And, according to my calculations, this baby will be born in winter.” Katara said.
“A Waterbender.” Aang said, catching on. “I hope we have another blue-eyed child. We don’t have enough of those.”
Katara smiled at his enthusiasm, pulling him into another kiss.
“I love you so much.” Aang said seriously. “Oh Spirits, Katara, I want to make love to you so badly right now.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Katara giggled girlishly, shrieking with laughter as he picked her up and began to carry her to bed. Aang gently set her down on the bed and crawled over her, kissing her neck.
“I love you.” Katara whispered as his hand found its way under her robes.
“I love you too, Katara.” Aang whispered.
Aang took great care in untying the knots that held the front of her robes together, and then pushed the fabric off her skin, kissing her flesh as it was exposed. Katara sighed in happiness as he worshipped her body.
They stripped each other of their clothes, exchanging silent kisses, only soft noises coming from the couple as she stroked his manhood to firmness and his fingers sought out the most sensitive part of her body.
Katara let out a small, breathless gasp as his talented fingers worked her up to the point of ecstasy. “Please.” She whispered.
Aang pulled her into another passionate kiss as they came together intimately, grinding against her sex, and drawing soft moans from his wife’s throat. He felt sure that he was being driven insane. Katara always had that effect on him.
Without any prompting, he picked up the pace, turning their quiet gasps and moans into pants of exertion. He could only stare in wonder at the goddess who lay beneath him, gloriously naked, her arms above her head, and alternating between closing her eyes in ecstasy and gazing into the eyes of her husband, her hips continuously moving against his.
Thanks to her previous orgasm, Katara was able to achieve another one quite easily. She moaned, a little bit louder than before, but still not loud enough to disturb anyone.
It only took Aang a few more moments to find his own orgasm with the extra stimulation provided by Katara’s orgasm. Aang kissed her and allowed her to swallow his moan of gratification.
It took several moments that seemed to be an eternity, but the feelings of ecstasy slowly ended and Aang sagged against her comfortably, allowing their racing hearts and breaths to calm down.
A minute later, Aang gathered the will power to roll off her body and lie next to her, and Katara instantly curled herself into his side, resting her head on his shoulder, and her fingers drawing little patterns on his sweat-dampened chest.
As they lay together, panting heavily in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Aang twisted his head to look down at Katara. “There’s… just one thing, Katara.”
“What is it?” Katara asked, caressing his face.
“About the baby…” Aang said, placing his hand on her lower abdomen. “We shouldn’t tell the children right now.”
“Why?” Katara asked.
“Because of Sho.” Aang said. “Just let me get things cleared up with him first, and then we’ll make the announcement and celebrate properly.”
Katara sighed heavily, leaning down against her husband’s chest. “Okay, Aang. I trust you to do the right thing, both with Sho and our new baby.”
“I always try.” Aang said, sighing heavily and embracing her, content to just lie there, cuddle, and rest.
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Sho stormed away from his father’s room and angrily made his way to his own room.
“Sho!” Someone called after him, but he ignored the voice and stepped into his room, slamming the door after him. Sho stomped around the room angrily for a few moments, and then stopped and unleashed a violent Airbending move that created a strong gust of wind that put the whole room in a state of disorder. A part of him knew that he would have to clean up after himself later, but he did not care.
He flopped down on the bed with an angry growl, and ignored the sound of someone stepping into the room.
“Sho?” The young Airbender looked around and groaned in pain when he saw that it was Ammy.
He turned away from her, unable to look at her. “You shouldn’t be up and about.” He said shortly.
“I think I’m where I need to be.” Ammy said, sitting next to him.
“Good. Then maybe you can explain yourself.” Sho said, sitting up. “Just what is this big calamity you see coming up for Dad. You keep saying it’s going to happen, but you haven’t said what it is. And you said that you need protection from me. Why would you say that? You know that I would never do anything to harm you! I l… I care about you.” Sho was barely able to stop himself from confessing his love in time.
Ammy stared down at her folded hands. “I don’t know what is going to drive them apart.” She said. “All I see is anger, hurt, betrayal, and anguish. I see Mom leaving the Southern Air Temple forever. I feel Dad’s pain. But that is all. And as for you… I know that you would never hurt me directly, but you are doing things that could hurt me indirectly. I can’t survive without a skilled Water Tribe healer to give me regular healings. Right now, that healer is Mom. Hitomi could heal me for a while, but she’s not nearly as skilled as Mom is. I’m telling you now, if Mom leaves the Southern Air Temple, and there is no Master Healer to take her place, I would not survive until my next birthday.”
“That won’t happen.” Sho said firmly.
“My life has been fragile since birth.” Ammy said.
“If Katara really is going to leave the Southern Air Temple… you said that there’s no avoiding it now… then there’s nothing anyone can do to save your life?” Sho asked desperately.
“There is still a slim chance.” Ammy said. “You’re choices always matter. But you have to choose to do the right thing… right now. Tell Dad or Anil everything.”
“Can’t you see? I am doing the right thing.” Sho said desperately.
Ammy sighed, and began to limp out of the room. “Then you’ve sentenced me to death, as surely as if you killed me yourself.” She stepped out of the room and shut the door behind her.
Sho sat up on his bed and drew his knees to himself. But, after several minutes, he began to feel better. Even if Katara leaves, it would not be hopeless for Ammy. If I’m the leader of the Air Nomads, then I can commission a healer for her. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for her. I’d better start training…
LES: How about a little clue about the next chapter to give you something to look forward to? When I was writing the outline, I did not give any of the chapters names, but the next one got a nickname. In my head, I called Chapter 40 “The Shit Hits the Fan Chapter”. It will be coming out soon.
As the door slammed shut in Aang’s face, he groaned and leaned against the cool wood. For several moments, he remained like this before straightening and looking around at the door that Katara had left out of moments ago.
“You can come back in now.” Aang called.
A moment passed and the door opened, and Katara stepped into the room. “You knew I was there?”
“Earthbending vision.” Aang said. “It seems that we’ve both got a problem with eavesdropping.” He walked over to the chair and sat down, holding his head.
Katara moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around her husband. “Aang…”
“Katara…” Aang whispered, looking up at her. “Do you think I’m a bad father?”
“What? No, Aang! No.” Katara responded. “Why would you think that?” She asked.
“Before Anil was born, and I traveled to talk to your father about being a father… do you remember?” Aang asked, and Katara nodded. “Hakoda told me to be careful to avoid favoring the children. Could I… could I have been favoring Anil without even knowing it?”
“No, Aang.” Katara said, embracing him. “You spent a week making the decision. I’ve been married to you for seventeen years, and in that time I’ve seen you as both a husband and a father. You are a wonderful father. Your children love you. And there is nothing that you have given Anil, Tenzin, Kya, or Neela that you have not also given to your other children. I want for nothing, and they want for nothing.”
“But what if I am favoring Anil?” Aang asked desperately.
“You are not favoring any of your children.” Katara said. “Making Anil the next leader of the Air Nomads is not favoritism, it is the best choice. Even the other Avatars agree with you. He has been trained for this his whole life, he is the best Airbender and the best choice to begin teaching the next generations, and his siblings love and respect him.”
“I don’t think that Sho feels that way anymore.” Aang said.
“Aang, I know that you’ve never had siblings, but jealousies popping up among siblings are not all that uncommon.” Katara said. “We’ve dealt with this before. It might take some time, but Sho will calm down. Once he has calmed down, you can explain to him why you picked Anil as your primary heir and that Tenzin is not the next in line after him.”
“I wish he could have just let me tell him that he’s the next in line after Anil.” Aang said, sighing heavily.
“He’ll calm down, and then you can tell him.” Katara assured him. “I promise... everything will be fine.” She said, pulling him into a kiss, which he eagerly returned, desperate for some of her comfort.
Aang wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her closer to him, deepening the kiss.
After several minutes of indulging in his hunger for her kisses, Katara pulled away slightly. “Aang, I have some good news for you.” She whispered. “It just might make you feel better.”
“Really?” Aang asked, staring into her eyes.
“In fact, I’m sure that it will make you feel better.” Katara said, embracing him, and whispered into his ear. “Aang… I’m pregnant.”
Aang froze as Katara pulled away from him to gaze into his eyes. “Really?” Aang gasped, sounding both shocked and amazed.
“Yeah.” She said. “It looks like we’re going to get our wish for another baby after all.”
“Katara, this is…” Aang whispered, placing his hands on her waist. “This is such good news!” He said fondly, kissing her.
“And, according to my calculations, this baby will be born in winter.” Katara said.
“A Waterbender.” Aang said, catching on. “I hope we have another blue-eyed child. We don’t have enough of those.”
Katara smiled at his enthusiasm, pulling him into another kiss.
“I love you so much.” Aang said seriously. “Oh Spirits, Katara, I want to make love to you so badly right now.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” Katara giggled girlishly, shrieking with laughter as he picked her up and began to carry her to bed. Aang gently set her down on the bed and crawled over her, kissing her neck.
“I love you.” Katara whispered as his hand found its way under her robes.
“I love you too, Katara.” Aang whispered.
Aang took great care in untying the knots that held the front of her robes together, and then pushed the fabric off her skin, kissing her flesh as it was exposed. Katara sighed in happiness as he worshipped her body.
They stripped each other of their clothes, exchanging silent kisses, only soft noises coming from the couple as she stroked his manhood to firmness and his fingers sought out the most sensitive part of her body.
Katara let out a small, breathless gasp as his talented fingers worked her up to the point of ecstasy. “Please.” She whispered.
Aang pulled her into another passionate kiss as they came together intimately, grinding against her sex, and drawing soft moans from his wife’s throat. He felt sure that he was being driven insane. Katara always had that effect on him.
Without any prompting, he picked up the pace, turning their quiet gasps and moans into pants of exertion. He could only stare in wonder at the goddess who lay beneath him, gloriously naked, her arms above her head, and alternating between closing her eyes in ecstasy and gazing into the eyes of her husband, her hips continuously moving against his.
Thanks to her previous orgasm, Katara was able to achieve another one quite easily. She moaned, a little bit louder than before, but still not loud enough to disturb anyone.
It only took Aang a few more moments to find his own orgasm with the extra stimulation provided by Katara’s orgasm. Aang kissed her and allowed her to swallow his moan of gratification.
It took several moments that seemed to be an eternity, but the feelings of ecstasy slowly ended and Aang sagged against her comfortably, allowing their racing hearts and breaths to calm down.
A minute later, Aang gathered the will power to roll off her body and lie next to her, and Katara instantly curled herself into his side, resting her head on his shoulder, and her fingers drawing little patterns on his sweat-dampened chest.
As they lay together, panting heavily in the aftermath of their lovemaking, Aang twisted his head to look down at Katara. “There’s… just one thing, Katara.”
“What is it?” Katara asked, caressing his face.
“About the baby…” Aang said, placing his hand on her lower abdomen. “We shouldn’t tell the children right now.”
“Why?” Katara asked.
“Because of Sho.” Aang said. “Just let me get things cleared up with him first, and then we’ll make the announcement and celebrate properly.”
Katara sighed heavily, leaning down against her husband’s chest. “Okay, Aang. I trust you to do the right thing, both with Sho and our new baby.”
“I always try.” Aang said, sighing heavily and embracing her, content to just lie there, cuddle, and rest.
~~~~~~~~~~
Sho stormed away from his father’s room and angrily made his way to his own room.
“Sho!” Someone called after him, but he ignored the voice and stepped into his room, slamming the door after him. Sho stomped around the room angrily for a few moments, and then stopped and unleashed a violent Airbending move that created a strong gust of wind that put the whole room in a state of disorder. A part of him knew that he would have to clean up after himself later, but he did not care.
He flopped down on the bed with an angry growl, and ignored the sound of someone stepping into the room.
“Sho?” The young Airbender looked around and groaned in pain when he saw that it was Ammy.
He turned away from her, unable to look at her. “You shouldn’t be up and about.” He said shortly.
“I think I’m where I need to be.” Ammy said, sitting next to him.
“Good. Then maybe you can explain yourself.” Sho said, sitting up. “Just what is this big calamity you see coming up for Dad. You keep saying it’s going to happen, but you haven’t said what it is. And you said that you need protection from me. Why would you say that? You know that I would never do anything to harm you! I l… I care about you.” Sho was barely able to stop himself from confessing his love in time.
Ammy stared down at her folded hands. “I don’t know what is going to drive them apart.” She said. “All I see is anger, hurt, betrayal, and anguish. I see Mom leaving the Southern Air Temple forever. I feel Dad’s pain. But that is all. And as for you… I know that you would never hurt me directly, but you are doing things that could hurt me indirectly. I can’t survive without a skilled Water Tribe healer to give me regular healings. Right now, that healer is Mom. Hitomi could heal me for a while, but she’s not nearly as skilled as Mom is. I’m telling you now, if Mom leaves the Southern Air Temple, and there is no Master Healer to take her place, I would not survive until my next birthday.”
“That won’t happen.” Sho said firmly.
“My life has been fragile since birth.” Ammy said.
“If Katara really is going to leave the Southern Air Temple… you said that there’s no avoiding it now… then there’s nothing anyone can do to save your life?” Sho asked desperately.
“There is still a slim chance.” Ammy said. “You’re choices always matter. But you have to choose to do the right thing… right now. Tell Dad or Anil everything.”
“Can’t you see? I am doing the right thing.” Sho said desperately.
Ammy sighed, and began to limp out of the room. “Then you’ve sentenced me to death, as surely as if you killed me yourself.” She stepped out of the room and shut the door behind her.
Sho sat up on his bed and drew his knees to himself. But, after several minutes, he began to feel better. Even if Katara leaves, it would not be hopeless for Ammy. If I’m the leader of the Air Nomads, then I can commission a healer for her. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for her. I’d better start training…
LES: How about a little clue about the next chapter to give you something to look forward to? When I was writing the outline, I did not give any of the chapters names, but the next one got a nickname. In my head, I called Chapter 40 “The Shit Hits the Fan Chapter”. It will be coming out soon.