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Epilogue
By: Juria

Notes: All characters, aside from the children of said shippings, are copywritten to Nickelodeon, or something. Toko rules!

This story is tied in with my first four, and finally wraps up the series. Also, I suck with time in a story. Mia,(age: 6), Hitome (age: 4), Saito (age: 7), Takumi (age: 5), and Yin (age: 5) are all mine.

Toph stood on the balcony of the home that her parents had bought her as a wedding present, just outside of Gaoling, standing in her green dress, her ebony hair pinned back and out of her eyes, listening to the birds chirp. It had been almost seven years since the death of Ozai, six years since Zuko had proposed to her. Granted, they'd gone through everything that most couples go through, fights, heartbreak, and honesty.

She remembered how she almost knocked his head off when he admitted that he'd kissed Katara before her. Or when he couldn't get up the courage to ask her to marry him, and she actually had to ask him. Or when she was in labor with their first child, and all of the terriable things she had said, and done, to him.

He was the only man in the history of childbirth, to get knocked out during the birthing process, and no, it wasn't from the actual process, but from Toph punching him in the good side of his face. Zuko, Iroh had admitted to her later, had actually mellowed out since marrying her. If it had been anyone else, he would have killed them, or at least shot a fireblast at them.

Toph sighed to herself as she felt her stomach. "I can't believe we're going to have another one." she said softly, before hearing her daughter,

Mia, start to put a stool on the kitchen counter to get to the jar of fireflake cookies. "Don't even think about it!" she shouted from three rooms over. She listened as Mia put the stool back, then walked towards the hallway entrance, then down the hallway, hoping to sneak behind her mother.

Toph smiled and looked down at her daughter, hearing both her breath and her heartbeat. "Mia, you know you're not supossed to spoil your supper." her daughter looked up at her and innocently giggled. "Mommy, daddy said I could." she said with innocence in her voice.

Toph knelt down and stroked her daughter's hair. "That's a good try Mia, but you know I can tell when you're not being honest." she said, playfully rubbing her head.

She could see her daughter's face now, in her mind's eye, beautiful yellow eyes, dark black hair all frizzled, and her lower lip sticking out in complaint. She listened as her daughter whimpered, sniffled, then finally got ticked off and stormed out, huffing smoke out of her nose. "That's cheating mommy!" she shouted from the other end of the hall.

Toph chuckled as a pair of strong, yet gental, arms wrapped around her neck, resting their hands on her chest. "Hi Zuko dear." she said. Zuko smiled as he held his wife in his arms, thinking about the past, up to the future, then gently kissed Toph on the neck. "Hi Toph dear." he replied, then looked over at his daughter as she started to walk back to the kitchen. "Will she ever learn?" he asked. Toph sighed. "She's as stubborn as we both once were." she said with a slight chuckled.

Zuko sighed, then gently kissed his wife again, before walking to the kitchen. "I know, that's what worries me." he said, arriving just in time to see his daughter holding said cookie in her hands. Mia looked up at her daddy with an innocent smile. "Daddy, I got it for you." Zuko shook his head. "I don't want it." then, she stared at him with a quizzical look. "Then, can I have it?" Zuko just chuckled at this point. This was going to be a long day.

Meanwhile..............

Sokka laid on the hill over-looking the small, simple home that he and Ty Lee had bought with half of the gold from Zuko's family vault, while the other half went to Mai and Jet. Aang and Katara had settled down in the Southern Water Tribe, Zuko and Toph in Gaoling, Mai and Jet in Omashu, thanks to King Bumi, and he and Ty Lee just outside of Kyoshi Island.

Sokka thought back to all the times he and Ty Lee had truely tried to kill eachother, how it took Azula almost killing her in order for Ty Lee to see how evil her ex-friend truely was, how he had admitted how much the loss of both Yue during his time in the Northern Water Tribe, and Suki a few months after the final war, had weighted heavily on his heart, to how he had to be pushed by both Mai and Katara to ask her to marry him.

Sokka was snapped out of his thoughts by a young, tan, brown-haired, blue-eyed 7yr old boy and his 4 yr old sister tackling him. Even as a father, he was still getting beaten up.

"Oof, help, I'm being attacked by strange, small creatures!" he shouted, playfully covering up, while his two children tickled him. After almost 2 minutes, Sokka could barely breath. "I yield to the two strongest ticklers in the world!" he yelped. The two kids climbed off their father as a pair of long, femanine arms wrapped around him, and so did her legs after all these years.

Ty Lee stared down at Sokka, then kissed him upside down, getting noises of "icky" and "yuck" from their two kids. Ty Lee looked over at her oldest child. "Saito, you won't think it's so terrible in the next couple of years." then, she looked over to her daughter, who had her face hidden.

"And you, Hitome" she said, playfully picking up her daughter who giggled with delight. "You'd better not grow up too fast." she said. The black-haired, blue-eyed girl stared up at her mother. "Well, I am already." she said, rolling out of her mother's arms and landing safely on the ground.

Ty Lee looked at her two children and shook her head. "Come on you two, go wash up." she said, watching as the two kids raced down the hill. Sokka kicked-up and shook his head at Ty Lee. "Did you teach Hitome that little, ya know, flippy thing?" he asked in a serious tone. Ty Lee smirked at him, then kissed him firm, but gently, on the lips. "Yeah, and I could show you later." she said. Sokka returned her kiss as they walked back to the house.

Meanwhile......................

Mai and Jet walked quietly through streets of Omashu, both of their thoughts on one thing. Unfortunatly, everytime they tried to get intimate, that thing kept walking between them, holding their hands, not that either one cared. Mai looked down at her 5 yr old son, his brown hair slicked back and green eyes shimmering in the candle light.

"So, Takumi, how was your vist to Aunt Smellerbee and Uncle Longshot's?" she asked, still having trouble adjusting to calling them "Aunt" and "Uncle" instead of "target". Gone were the days of battle, assassination, and being a complete outcast. Now, her days and nights seemed to be filled with nothing but love, affection, and the ocassional tempertantrum.

As her son proceeded to ramble miles of things he'd done, seen, and played with, Mai reflected on her own life, how she'd come back with Jet after leaveing Omashu for so long, how she felt like her eyes and heart had been opened, and for the first time, she felt true happiness. She slowly became friends with King Bumi, while keeping in touch with her new-found friends.

Then, things changed again, and King Bumi got older. She still remembered him cupping her hand in his, and declaring her the new ruler of Omashu, before he drew his last breath and died with his head on her shoulder.

Mai wiped a tear away from her eyes as she stared at her son. It took a gental kiss on her neck from Jet to snap her out of her depression. "Honey, are you alright?" he asked. Mai sighed deeply and wiped a second tear from her eyes. "I was just, thinking."

The rest of the night was spent in happiness, either from listening to her son talk, or from imtimate moments with her husband, Mai knew she had finally filled the emptiness in her heart, and buried the demons of her past for good.

Yeah, this is the last one...............................

Katara woke up, half-panicked, sitting in the whale-bone rocking chair. She looked around, and quickly found her 5 yr. old daughter, Yin, fast asleep beside her father, Aang, his arm protectivly drapped over her. Katara breathed a sigh of relief, yawned, then slid into bed beside her daughter.

She stared at the stars, thinking deeply about everything she'd seen, been through, and most of her life. She thought about her brother, and how he was finally able to find peace after so much heartache.

She thought about Toph and Zuko, two of the most unlikely people to ever see eye-to-eye on anything, and they ended up falling for eachother. She thought about Mai and Jet, another unlikely pair, and how war seemed to bring out some good after all

Then, her thoughts and eyes rested on Aang. After so long, she couldn't believe how she was still taller than him, but not by much. How they'd saved eachother's lives on more than one ocassion, and finally, thanks to a shove from Zuko, Sokka, and Jet, had gotten married.

Katara smiled as her daughter gave out a yawn, lightly brushing away her brown hair so it wouldn't stick in her mouth. She looked over to Aang, her lover, her husband, and above all, her soulmate.

Katara gently kissed Aang before tilting her head back on a pillow and drifting off to sleep, confident in her life, the lives of her friends and family, and the future that lay ahead of them.

The End.

So, what do you think?
Please Read and Review.
Thanks.
- Juria

Description
Epilogue
By: Juria

Notes: All characters, aside from the children of said shippings, are copywritten to Nickelodeon, or something. Toko rules!

This story is tied in with my first four, and finally wraps up the series. Also, I suck with time in a story. Mia,(age: 6), Hitome (age: 4), Saito (age: 7), Takumi (age: 5), and Yin (age: 5) are all mine.

Toph stood on the balcony of the home that her parents had bought her as a wedding present, just outside of Gaoling, standing in her green dress, her ebony hair pinned back and out of her eyes, listening to the birds chirp. It had been almost seven years since the death of Ozai, six years since Zuko had proposed to her. Granted, they'd gone through everything that most couples go through, fights, heartbreak, and honesty.

She remembered how she almost knocked his head off when he admitted that he'd kissed Katara before her. Or when he couldn't get up the courage to ask her to marry him, and she actually had to ask him. Or when she was in labor with their first child, and all of the terriable things she had said, and done, to him.

He was the only man in the history of childbirth, to get knocked out during the birthing process, and no, it wasn't from the actual process, but from Toph punching him in the good side of his face. Zuko, Iroh had admitted to her later, had actually mellowed out since marrying her. If it had been anyone else, he would have killed them, or at least shot a fireblast at them.

Toph sighed to herself as she felt her stomach. "I can't believe we're going to have another one." she said softly, before hearing her daughter,

Mia, start to put a stool on the kitchen counter to get to the jar of fireflake cookies. "Don't even think about it!" she shouted from three rooms over. She listened as Mia put the stool back, then walked towards the hallway entrance, then down the hallway, hoping to sneak behind her mother.

Toph smiled and looked down at her daughter, hearing both her breath and her heartbeat. "Mia, you know you're not supossed to spoil your supper." her daughter looked up at her and innocently giggled. "Mommy, daddy said I could." she said with innocence in her voice.

Toph knelt down and stroked her daughter's hair. "That's a good try Mia, but you know I can tell when you're not being honest." she said, playfully rubbing her head.

She could see her daughter's face now, in her mind's eye, beautiful yellow eyes, dark black hair all frizzled, and her lower lip sticking out in complaint. She listened as her daughter whimpered, sniffled, then finally got ticked off and stormed out, huffing smoke out of her nose. "That's cheating mommy!" she shouted from the other end of the hall.

Toph chuckled as a pair of strong, yet gental, arms wrapped around her neck, resting their hands on her chest. "Hi Zuko dear." she said. Zuko smiled as he held his wife in his arms, thinking about the past, up to the future, then gently kissed Toph on the neck. "Hi Toph dear." he replied, then looked over at his daughter as she started to walk back to the kitchen. "Will she ever learn?" he asked. Toph sighed. "She's as stubborn as we both once were." she said with a slight chuckled.

Zuko sighed, then gently kissed his wife again, before walking to the kitchen. "I know, that's what worries me." he said, arriving just in time to see his daughter holding said cookie in her hands. Mia looked up at her daddy with an innocent smile. "Daddy, I got it for you." Zuko shook his head. "I don't want it." then, she stared at him with a quizzical look. "Then, can I have it?" Zuko just chuckled at this point. This was going to be a long day.

Meanwhile..............

Sokka laid on the hill over-looking the small, simple home that he and Ty Lee had bought with half of the gold from Zuko's family vault, while the other half went to Mai and Jet. Aang and Katara had settled down in the Southern Water Tribe, Zuko and Toph in Gaoling, Mai and Jet in Omashu, thanks to King Bumi, and he and Ty Lee just outside of Kyoshi Island.

Sokka thought back to all the times he and Ty Lee had truely tried to kill eachother, how it took Azula almost killing her in order for Ty Lee to see how evil her ex-friend truely was, how he had admitted how much the loss of both Yue during his time in the Northern Water Tribe, and Suki a few months after the final war, had weighted heavily on his heart, to how he had to be pushed by both Mai and Katara to ask her to marry him.

Sokka was snapped out of his thoughts by a young, tan, brown-haired, blue-eyed 7yr old boy and his 4 yr old sister tackling him. Even as a father, he was still getting beaten up.

"Oof, help, I'm being attacked by strange, small creatures!" he shouted, playfully covering up, while his two children tickled him. After almost 2 minutes, Sokka could barely breath. "I yield to the two strongest ticklers in the world!" he yelped. The two kids climbed off their father as a pair of long, femanine arms wrapped around him, and so did her legs after all these years.

Ty Lee stared down at Sokka, then kissed him upside down, getting noises of "icky" and "yuck" from their two kids. Ty Lee looked over at her oldest child. "Saito, you won't think it's so terrible in the next couple of years." then, she looked over to her daughter, who had her face hidden.

"And you, Hitome" she said, playfully picking up her daughter who giggled with delight. "You'd better not grow up too fast." she said. The black-haired, blue-eyed girl stared up at her mother. "Well, I am already." she said, rolling out of her mother's arms and landing safely on the ground.

Ty Lee looked at her two children and shook her head. "Come on you two, go wash up." she said, watching as the two kids raced down the hill. Sokka kicked-up and shook his head at Ty Lee. "Did you teach Hitome that little, ya know, flippy thing?" he asked in a serious tone. Ty Lee smirked at him, then kissed him firm, but gently, on the lips. "Yeah, and I could show you later." she said. Sokka returned her kiss as they walked back to the house.

Meanwhile......................

Mai and Jet walked quietly through streets of Omashu, both of their thoughts on one thing. Unfortunatly, everytime they tried to get intimate, that thing kept walking between them, holding their hands, not that either one cared. Mai looked down at her 5 yr old son, his brown hair slicked back and green eyes shimmering in the candle light.

"So, Takumi, how was your vist to Aunt Smellerbee and Uncle Longshot's?" she asked, still having trouble adjusting to calling them "Aunt" and "Uncle" instead of "target". Gone were the days of battle, assassination, and being a complete outcast. Now, her days and nights seemed to be filled with nothing but love, affection, and the ocassional tempertantrum.

As her son proceeded to ramble miles of things he'd done, seen, and played with, Mai reflected on her own life, how she'd come back with Jet after leaveing Omashu for so long, how she felt like her eyes and heart had been opened, and for the first time, she felt true happiness. She slowly became friends with King Bumi, while keeping in touch with her new-found friends.

Then, things changed again, and King Bumi got older. She still remembered him cupping her hand in his, and declaring her the new ruler of Omashu, before he drew his last breath and died with his head on her shoulder.

Mai wiped a tear away from her eyes as she stared at her son. It took a gental kiss on her neck from Jet to snap her out of her depression. "Honey, are you alright?" he asked. Mai sighed deeply and wiped a second tear from her eyes. "I was just, thinking."

The rest of the night was spent in happiness, either from listening to her son talk, or from imtimate moments with her husband, Mai knew she had finally filled the emptiness in her heart, and buried the demons of her past for good.

Yeah, this is the last one...............................

Katara woke up, half-panicked, sitting in the whale-bone rocking chair. She looked around, and quickly found her 5 yr. old daughter, Yin, fast asleep beside her father, Aang, his arm protectivly drapped over her. Katara breathed a sigh of relief, yawned, then slid into bed beside her daughter.

She stared at the stars, thinking deeply about everything she'd seen, been through, and most of her life. She thought about her brother, and how he was finally able to find peace after so much heartache.

She thought about Toph and Zuko, two of the most unlikely people to ever see eye-to-eye on anything, and they ended up falling for eachother. She thought about Mai and Jet, another unlikely pair, and how war seemed to bring out some good after all

Then, her thoughts and eyes rested on Aang. After so long, she couldn't believe how she was still taller than him, but not by much. How they'd saved eachother's lives on more than one ocassion, and finally, thanks to a shove from Zuko, Sokka, and Jet, had gotten married.

Katara smiled as her daughter gave out a yawn, lightly brushing away her brown hair so it wouldn't stick in her mouth. She looked over to Aang, her lover, her husband, and above all, her soulmate.

Katara gently kissed Aang before tilting her head back on a pillow and drifting off to sleep, confident in her life, the lives of her friends and family, and the future that lay ahead of them.

The End.

So, what do you think?
Please Read and Review.
Thanks.
- Juria