A new Avatar fic, picking up right after "The Ember Island Players" Please R&R!!
Aang trailed behind Zuko on the way back to the beach house on Ember Island, his thoughts racing a mile a minute. He could hear the sweet sound of Katara's voice coming from behind him and had to fight the urge to turn around, grab her, and kiss her fully on the lips. It was rather easy to resist the urge this time, as the results had been disastrous when he had tried it earlier. The first time had worked out well though. Maybe it was a one-time kind of thing.
But he had just been so angry and upset! Those words kept repeating themselves over and over in his head.
"The Avatar?" said Katara, laughing. "Why he's like a little brother to me. I certainly don't think of him in a romantic way."
Aang shook his head, trying to get rid of these thoughts, but they just kept coming back to taunt him. He was really starting to wish he hadn't gone to see that stupid play in the fist place. It brought his fears, his despairs, his nightmares to life. The play showed him what had haunted his dreams for months on end: what would happen to the world if he failed.
What if he did fail? What if he died trying? Maybe it would be just like all the other times he had tried to do something right. Ba Sing Se, the Invasion, all battles that had depended on him and he had failed miserably. He had almost died against Azula in Ba Sing Se! How could he possibly stand a chance against the Fire Lord?
He would fail all his friends, who would probably be killed for helping him. He would fail the entire world that would be enslaved by the fire nation. And he would fail Katara.
Every time he thought of the girl of his dreams his heart ached where it never had before. Life didn't really seem significant without her in it. He realized how hard it must be for Katara. To be loved by someone who could die soon in a fiery blaze. But he didn't know what else to do! He loved her so much, but he wasn't sure anymore if she loved him that way too. Maybe she only loved him as 'a little brother'.
Aang followed the rest of the gang through the door to Zuko's family's beach house and headed straight towards the room he had deemed his own. Curious eyes bored into his back, but he ignored them without a backward glance. He went into his room, closed the door firmly and flopped down on his bed, wiping furiously at his eyes.
He was scared, to put it lightly. Scared that he would be defeated and the world would fall into fire nation hands. He was scared that his friends would suffer. He was scared that he would die.
Aang's heart clenched painfully in his chest. What would it be like to die, never knowing the feel of Katara's skin? To hold her in your arms and feel your hearts beat in time with one another? To touch her and to be touched by her? To kiss her again and again and feel the same breathlessness? To feel, deep inside you, that your souls mesh perfectly, that you were meant for each other? How would that feel?
The pain would be unimaginable. Aang knew he couldn't live without her, but he wasn't sure if she felt it too. But when was the right time? Aang thought it was the perfect time, as later could be too late for him.
Tears streamed down Aang's anguished face and he angrily brushed them away. Would he be able to defeat the Fire Lord and save the world? Right now, Aang felt that the answer was no. His heart was shattered into a million pieces and only one person in the entire world could fix it now. Would he be engulfed by flames when the comet arrived? It wouldn't be that bad though, he thought. It wouldn't hurt nearly as much as this does, right?
What would it feel like?
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