Hello all! Just to tell you, I'm quite new to writing fanfiction. The last and only time I wrote one was two years ago (A Kataang oneshot).
Now, I've had an idea that was unexpectedly influenced by the works of a friend of mine here, Foreveralways101. (Seriously go check out her stories!)
Hope you guys like the story.
Orginal characters belong to Bryke.
"You ready for this Suki?"
"Not at all, but it's something I must do."
"Well Katara and I have your back. Let us know once you arrive in Republic City."
"Thank you, Aang."
"No problem, Suki."
And with that, Suki hung up her phone contently. Aang and Katara helped arranged a much needed trip for her. This was her choice. An important, yet stressful choice. There was one person she needed to see the most.
Sokka. The man who helped the Avatar end the hundred year war. The man who plays a vital role in the Council of Republic City. 'The world's greatest sword master,' they would call him. 'Quite the ladies man,' others would say. The newspaper would address him as a noble councilman and a skilled warrior, the type of man who speaks with intelligence and fights with courage. Magazines claim he is one of Republic City's 'finest,' a man who maintains attractive features and a good physique at the age of thirty eight.
The man who is her ex-husband. A grimace would appear on her face every time she thought about their last encounter eighteen years ago.
It was just another typical day on the island of Kyoshi, in a house distant from the village and close to the shore. Husband and wife were fighting again.
"I can't take this anymore Suki. I try my best to be a good warrior, a good leader, a good worker, a good friend, but above all, I try my best to be a good husband. And all I get is all this complaints from my wife?!" His anger is on a level that is impossible to be tamed. Sokka is sick of constant fights and feeling unappreciated. He questions why can't his wife accept his duties. No matter how much he tries to help the world, he receives backlash from his wife. To him, it doesn't seem fair at all.
Tears fell down her face. She hated having these fights, but both her and Sokka have started to resent each other these past few months. Sure, they would have times when they make up now and then, and they even made love over two weeks ago. But each fight seems to get worse, and 'making up' turned into 'going to bed without saying a word.'
"Sokka, I'm always home alone most of the time! I have times when I'm stressed with work in the dojo, meetings with uptight parents, and especially, I have lots of times where I need a shoulder to lean on cause I can't stand all the stress. But are you ever there for me?!" She would scream back at him.
"No!" She yells, sadness and hurt evident in her voice. "Instead, I worry about you fighting some Fire Nation rebellions. I hate how you travel often to accomplish tasks in other villages instead of helping out over here. I don't see why you're so busy meeting up with chiefs and governors in other places. You seem to use your status as a warrior to help establish conduct all over the world. But don't you see how your craving for success is taking over you?!"
Sokka was taken aback from her statement. "What on earth do you mean by that?"
"All you care about is making your mark everywhere! You've become obsessed trying to establish order in all these places, you seem to be outdoing the Firelord and the Avatar. Is this really your job Sokka?! Even Zuko and Aang try to take it easy."
He can't help but want to criticize her comment harshly, but allowed her to continue speaking. Still anxious to see what else she has to say.
"You let your desire for success take over you! You want everyone to know you're a great leader and you're captivated by the idea that people would look up to you and spread good words of you. You clearly want to make yourself a notable subject in history. That's why you're always off to places trying to enhance this so called 'United Nations' you, Aang and Zuko keep talking about. And what? Lemme guess, people praise you. Guys probably want to be you and girls were probably begging for your autograph right? The attention you always enjoyed... The type of attention you never allowed your wife to give you."
Sokka's eyes widen at that last sentence, as if the rest of her words didn't strike him hard enough.
"Yeah," Suki continues with tear drops still dripping and a sniffle. "All you care about is becoming a successful leader, and you're so preoccupied with your 'duty' that you don't care about your wife. While you're out in who knows where, your wife would be sitting at home alone, wondering if you'd be home safe from any attacks, or maybe possibly enjoying a good time in a town without me." Her facial expression became more fragile as she added one last comment with her head down. "It's hard being in a marriage where your spouse isn't willing to commit as much as you are."
After a brief moment of silent, Sokka clenched his teeth and tightened his fist, trying his best not to unleash the anger building quickly inside him as he speaks.
"Don't you dare accuse me of that." His voice so malicious, his tone so hateful. "I try my best to become the person I've always wanted to be. The type of person that would make my father proud. And here I am, listening to my wife argue about how my dreams are a fraud, and I'm just nothing but an arrogant man? Is that so?"
Suki responded quietly, her eyes away from her husband's glare, "I never said your dreams are a fraud."
"But I am arrogant right?"
"Well all you do is care for yourself!"
"What about you?!" He finally yells.
Jumping at his sudden loud gesture, she slowly responds back. "What do you mean me?"
"You're probably the one who's selfish! Go ahead and complain about how I'm trying my best helping the Avatar establish peace in this world while you simply have no one to tuck you in at night," Sokka screams in a scornful manner. "I try my best to help out in this world. I work my butt off to do it. And nothing annoys me more than listening to my wife nag about her stupid notion about me caring for myself! All this just because she feels lonely. Just because she wants someone at home to help around despite her husband helping the world."
Now this time it's Suki's turn to be taken aback. She can't believe her husband is claiming that she's the problem. "Are you serious right now?!" She began to choke. "I just want you in bed with me every night. I want you to be there when I wake up. I just want it to be easy to see you as my husband for once. Is that so bad?!" Her voice cracked and it's likely that she's about to cry.
Sokka took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and answers, "Honestly Suki, I just can't stand being with a wife who can't accept her husband's duties."
Suki eyes widened, her mouth open.
He continues, "There's a world that needs changing. I'm one of the few who help establish that transition, and if you can't accept that..." He pauses, his eyes becoming wet, "Then you can just stay out of my way."
Suki just couldn't believe her ears. That last sentence was like the final blow after multiple attacks. Next thing she knew, she took her hand and slapped Sokka on the side of the face with much fore.
"How could you?! I thought you loved me!? Why would you ever say that?!"
"And I thought you loved me too! But clearly all I'm seeing lately is resentment. I can't stand it anymore Suki. How many days has it been like this?" His voice quiet, signifying he just wants to be done with the situation. "I'm not going to listen to you complain about this anymore."
Tears beginning to overflow from her eyes, rage taking over her body, she raised her hand and was preparing to slap Sokka once more. This time, Sokka grabbed her arm right before her hand touched his face, and just released.
With that, he walked out of the house and proceeded to one of the small airships next to the dock.
"Well fine!" Suki screams as Sokka walks away. "I don't need you." Her voice filled with anger. It was as if her mind was poisoned by fury. "You weren't a good husband to me, and I can find another man! Hopefully I won't make another mistake, like meeting you!"
Sokka stopped in his tracks, and slowly turned around, "Then stay away from me then!"
And he arrived at the airship, leaving the island he lived in for two years and his wife of three years, sitting in the front of her porch crying her night away.
Suki always tries her best to push this memory to the back of her mind. But it's impossible. It was one of the worst moments in her life (or maybe even THE worst).
"Mom?"
Suki turned around to see her son. "Oh Lei, I didn't see you come in. Finished with practice?"
"Yeah. Nothing new. Just the basic techniques reviewed." Lei added as he tossed his equipment on the floor and jumped onto the couch, preparing for a nap.
At seventeen years old, Lei is beginning to look so much like his father.
"Lei..."
"Yes mom?"
"We're headed to Republic City tomorrow."
Lei's eyes went wide. His tired demeanor all of a sudden disappeared. This is because he knew exactly what is going on.
Before anyone thinks Sokka was a jerk, we'll see him in the next chapter and what he thought of the fight.
Reviews would be awesome! Any comments and tips would be hugely considered!
I'll try my best to keep this story updated ASAP, college work definitely gets in the way.
