Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar the Last Airbender or Tsubasa Chronicles.
AN: Ok I hope you give this story a chance I am a long time reader first time writer. It is a crossover.
Prologue
I lay face down on the saddle of Appa, Sokka's whining my background music. "Are we there yet?" he complains. I can just imagine the tick marks appearing on Katara's forehead as he says this what must be the twentieth time in five minutes. "Sokka we are as close as we were the last time you asked." Katara says through your teeth. I give a barely audible snort at the conversation. The man's almost thirty and he complains like he's five, it's amusing. "But I'm so..." "Hungry, yeah we figured that an hour ago; now suffer boredom like the rest of us, quietly." I whisper the last word propping my head up with a deadpan look on my face. It's my first time going to the Northern Tribe. I'd like to ask questions, but one look at a quietly fuming Katara deters me. I just put my head back down and try to make myself believe that I'm on the ground. Sokka crawls back over to his wife Suki muttering something like "Kanna" "mean", "doesn't understand and "stomach". I get the gist of it and roll my eyes. He doesn't say anything directly because he knows by now that I get moody flying and between me and a very pregnant Katara he should be very afraid. I stare blankly at everyone around me. 'I'm so bored.' With a groan I plop my head back down. 'I am going to be sick' I think. If I had known that we would be flying for this long I probably would have thought twice about coming. But what did I expect from flying across the world, I don't know. The main reason I tagged along is that I really want to see the spiritual oasis they have here. I mean I'm not completely spiritually inept I just have to work on it a bit, eh, which is why I'm going in there to meditate (shiver). We're really visiting so that Sokka and Aang can talk with the the leader of the Northern tribe and renew the treaty between the four nations. And Katara is taking this as an opportunity to see Gran-Gran and Paku. Surprisingly enough it's just it's only Sokka complaining, we haven't heard anything out of seven-year old Kya , not surprisingly, but what makes me wonder is five-year old Bumi, I mean sure he jumped off of Appa a couple times but that's just him being his tiny airbender self. He hasn't complained yet which makes me wonder what's going on in that brain of his. I love the kid but if airbends a pie onto my head again I will freeze him solid. I'm interrupted in my thoughts by Aang. "Well Sokka your stomach won't have to wait much longer" He says it in this upbeat, peppy, Aang voice. The voice may have gotten in the ten years since Ozai was defeated but still held the enthusiasm of his thirteen year old self. I gaze over his shoulder in the direction he's pointing and instantly feel small.
AN: We'll get to the North Pole next chapter. Review! I would appreciate to know how you feel about the story and if you have any suggestions.