Summary: This is a kataang story with a heart break and difficult decisions. Inspired by A New Pursuit by Jet993 This is a love triangle story that will get resolved eventually. This chapter is short and is mean as kind of a prologue. I am always a Kataanger, and that is what this story is based around, just with some...complications. Anyway: The story.

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters

Chapter 1: Broken

It was a cool evening in the Southern Water Tribe 3 years after the war. The tribe was rebuilt with honor, beautiful enough to rival the Northern Water Tribe. Aang and Katara have been together ever since the end of the war, he was sixteen and she was eighteen, and now was the time he was going to ask her the most important question of his life. He had told her to meet at a small bridge just outside of the main part of the tribe that looked over it and the great expanse of ocean. He had wanted it to be beautiful, and interesting. Night had just fallen and the stars shone brightly as he awaited his love and the lunar eclipse. A lunar eclipse was a rare sight t behold, and what better time to share it. Aang leaned on the railing of the ice bridge, gazing out over the gorgeous city. However, Aang turned his attention to an approaching waterbender when he heard her footfalls in the crunching snow.

"Hey Katara." He greeted with a warm smile, but soon dropped it when he saw the solemn look on the girl's face. "What's wrong?"

"Aang, I need to tell you something." She whispered, averting her gaze as sadness and fear overwhelmed her.

"I need to tell you something to, well actually ask, but that can wait for what you have to say. I assume it's important." He replied confidently, hoping to comfort her.

She looked him in the eyes, sadness smothering her face as tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Aang." She choked.

Aang was surprised, she hadn't done anything to hurt him. Curious his stepped forward and placed a soft hand on her shoulder. "Sorry about what?" He asked, but she pulled away from his comforting hand.

"We can't be together anymore." She muttered sternly and with absolute certainty.

Aang recoiled in shock, "W-What?!"

Katara looked away, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you, but I had to tell you." She began to cry and look away. "I'm so sorry."

Aang looked down at his feet and clenched the necklace in his pocket. "Why?" He asked, now looking pleadingly into her eyes.

She sighed and sat leaned against the railing of the bridge, choking back sobs an looking over the city and up at the now blood-red moon. "These last couple weeks have been tough, Aang. I haven't felt like I love you like I used to." Aang now began to have tears flow out of his eyes. "You love me with all your heart and I appreciate that, but I can't bear to live in a world where I can't love you like you love me." She choked back another sob, "I-I'm so sorry i-it had to be like this, but there's no other way." She stammered and trailed off into another sob. She turned to look at him, but to her surprise, his face was stone and showed no emotion.

With all his strength keeping him from crying, Aang looked at her again. "W-will we ever to be together again?"

She looked away now, "I don't know, Aang. It's hard to say."

"If this is what you want, I'll do anything to make you happy." He looked at her again, "But, before I go, can I do something? And promise me you won't fight it."

She nodded. He stepped forward and brought his lips to hers in a searing, passionate kiss. As she melted into it, Katara let tears flow down her cheeks and mixed with his. She returned his kiss with equal passion, and then he broke away...and began to walk way. As he walked away, Katara ran up and hugged him from behind, stopping him in his tracks and sobbing into the back of his shoulder.

"I don't regret a single moment I spent with you, Aang. They were the greatest of my life."

Aang shuttered, "I don't either." He sighed, "Will...will we ever see each other again?"

"Of course we will." She replied.

"Can we still be friends?" Aang asked in a somber tone.

Katara was taken back. She hoped the she would never hurt him that much. "I want to."

Aang let out a breath. "Good." He paused. "I-I guess this is goodbye...for now."

"Yeah, I guess it is." Katara released him and stepped back, but he didn't move.

"Katara..." He whispered.

"Yeah..."

Aang turned around and looked her in the eyes with a shine of love and hope in his eyes. "I love you, and I always will, no matter what, no matter where."

Katara began to cry, "I know, and I'm sorry."

Aang turned back around and grabbed his staff, opening it, "Goodbye." He whispered.

"Goodbye." And with her hushed response, Aang took to the blood-red sky of the lunar eclipse, leaving her and the only true love he had ever known for a new life of uncertainty. Everything was so right, he was going to ask her to marry him, but now, he will never be with her again.

Katara collapsed onto her knees, clutching the snow in her fists and crying her heart out. She had just broken the heart of her love, her best friend. It felt like the only way a day ago, but now, as she watched him leave her, she felt an emptiness in her she hadn't felt since her mother died, leaving her to ponder: Did I make the right choice? NO! This is for the better. He deserves better.