Huh. So. Well. I've taken into consideration 3 things. 1. One chapter a week, no offense but due to a nice person and some help I can see how much a story can be with just a long chapter with a lot of depth is better than ten million rushed chapters. 2. Like We Used To is going to be rewritten due to the fact I agree with a lot of my readers, Aang is too forgiving, he needs a bit of Aanger, -pun-, and he needs to unleash his wrath upon Katara. 3. Stop with the flaming messages, if you're too big of a wienie to post them up on my story then just don't send them at all. Yes, you know who you are. When you're least expecting it, I'm going to unleash the Kataangy fluff and fry you. P.S. I kinda laughed at this chapter…..no offense but I just think Aang is amusing to write. This mostly revolves about his feelings towards to Katara and what'd he'd tell her if he ever saw her again then it goes into how he's living. O.O I was listening to Gives You Hell when I wrote this soooo….

Zuko: Ava owns no Avatar.

Ava: Thanks

Zuko: You're welcome

Ava: So how's the weather?

Zuko: This is too casual.

Story time.

-Aang's Thoughts-

Hate. Hate is powerful word. I can't really remember the last time I felt my heart become so full of bitterness. I haven't abhorred anyone or anything in the past few years. Well that's partially true. I used to think in any situation love could conquer hate, well I finally got a taste of the real world. I used think about how joyous life could be, now the joke is on me. To tell you the truth I can't even remember the last time I've been happy. My life has been the same three pathetic things…anger, pain, and of course the good old heartbreak. Yes, my heart has been afflicted and I pretty much shattered along with it.

How did it happen in the first place? I don't even know. All I knew was I loved her, I loved her so much it wasn't even healthy. I thought she felt the same, enjoyed me as much as I did her. Well boy was I far from right, I was so wrong it would've made the things Ozai did look appropriate. She thought that everything would be a dandy and no one would get hurt from it. Well bad freaking news for you Katara, I got scarred. Go ahead and look at two whole years like it's crap, the other person in the relationship enjoyed it. Did you know that he loved you? Did you know that he was trying to be the perfect guy for you?

I guess you didn't notice since you were too busy with planning on how to break my heart and walk off free and relieved. You probably still have no idea what hell you put me through. Hell probably wouldn't even the describe what's been happening to me. After the affliction I stayed in the Air Temple depressed and crushed for a whole year. It took a lot of negotiation from Zuko and a few soldiers just to get me to come out of my room.

That was just the beginning of it though. I sat up for hours trying to figure out what I did wrong, cried myself to sleep sometimes, even thought suicide seemed pleasant. It's been four years and it's hard to admit but I'm still angry and frustrated. You'd think after such a long period of time someone could move on, this guy is trying.

I've washed all those touching memories from my mind. The kisses were demolished, the affectionate glances terminated, that fateful night…too hard to forget. I guess I'm allowed to keep at least one memory to save me from depression. As they say, when a heart breaks it doesn't break even. You got your freedom and I got the burdens, fair trade isn't it. I bet your probably doing good now with your new lover and all Katara.

Yeah, I heard, let's just say Sokka is probably one of the only faithful friends I've got. He told me about how you were completely fell over this guy and how you quickly loved him. Lust is an ugly sin, you shouldn't make a habit of it. So, when you said you loved me, was that a lie? Was everything we did a lie? I should now consider myself blinder than Toph for believing you. It's funny though, I keep getting this feeling that during our relationship you always had eyes for this fellow. It's not jealousy, I guarantee you it's a fact.

Hope you have a hell of a life with him by the way, thanks for having the nerve to send me your wedding invitation a few months ago. You should've assumed I wasn't coming even if my life depended on it. I already know Toph didn't go, she now considers you a word the spirits wouldn't want the Avatar to say. She's making a great earth bending teacher, but you probably wouldn't know that since she is smart enough not to communicate with you. Sokka was pretty pissed too, I'm not surprised he hardly talks to you anymore. I'm glad his life is going splendid though, he and Suki deserve each other.

At least they are having the life they always dreamed of and I envy them. From the constant letters he sends, it sound like you're having marital problems. He goes on about how you are always moping around, not water bending or anything. Good for you, a punishment right from the spirits. I'm pretty acquainted with most of them, I'm surprised one didn't appear and swallow you up. Guess we all can't have our dreams come true, can we?

Sadly, I still can't grasp the thought that after all we've been through you would just cut me off. I loved you so much but I guess in the end that doesn't matter. I gave you everything…my heart and my soul but you just walked right over them like nothing. Yes, we even had that one night, alone together confessing our love in a different way. You probably just kicked that out the igloo like it was nothing too. How could you just take a beautiful relationship and just ruin it? If I were to ever see you again, I don't know what I would do.

Maybe if I get lucky your face won't be appearing never again. But it does, I'd wish you could feel the pain I've felt, cry the tears I've shed, and most importantly try to forget the bittersweet dreams. I hope your life becomes as miserable and as lonely as mine, forgiveness is not an option anymore. The Avatar is supposed to forgive everyone, the Avatar isn't supposed to hold grudges, well sorry to tell you but the Fire Nation was whole lot easier to accept an apology from.

The fact is I can't really remember why I cried over you, why I let my heart hang on. I guess this the next step to healing, moving on. Sometimes, and I hate to admit it, but I miss you. Heck, I've missed you a lot lately but I still can't except your mistake. I just want to know, does he love you like I loved you? Probably not, nothing could compare to my affections for you except this excess amount of anger swelling inside me.

I can't just get over this feeling, sometimes I despise you so much and other moments I long to feel you next to me. I dream of loving you again, but realistically I can't stand the thought of you. My heart is so frustrated I don't know what to do anymore. All I can remember is the pain, but love tries to push through the boundaries I set up. Hate. Hate is a powerful word. And for now it's the only word that matches your name.

-Out of thoughts-

Aang sat upon the temple's stone patio trying to meditate and gather his thoughts. All of them seemed to revolve about one person, the one person who ruined his life. The last six years had been tough and cruel to him, but he tried his best to force a smile upon his face. With eyes closed, he tried to focus, seeking help from the previous Avatars. His concentration was thrown off when his pet lemur began frantically chattering and screeching about. Aang clenched his teeth in frustration and tried to ignore the crazy animal. Again he took a calm breath and began his connecting to his other lives. The second time was going pleasant until he felt a sharp grip on his shoulder. Next the sensation moved to his head until it was plopped down into his lap. Aang opened one eye glancing down at a furious lemur. He just sighed with a hint of annoyance.

"What's wrong Momo?" The lemur's eyes peered passed his shoulder glaring at a messenger hawk with a matching stare.

The bird squawked angrily until being shushed by a very aggravated Avatar. Aang stood from his position, robes clinging to his being, and approached the estranged bird.

"What do we have here?" he asked himself in a sarcastic tone. "Another peace meeting! How delightful."

When he removed the letter from it's appropriate container his heart took a small leap. The outside of the letter was stamped with a water tribe emblem.

"Sokka." Aang said unwrapping the parchment and frantically reading the letter. It'd been weeks since his long time friend had written him. Word by word, the letter caused his heart to stop beating.

Dear Aang,

I know it been long since I have written but with Suki being pregnant and all it's hard to write. She's constantly craving and nagging! It's driving me crazy, but hey I still love her. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is we want you to come visit. Just a month or two to spend time with your family. Yes, I said family. This includes you, me , Suki, and Toph. Dad wants to see you too, along with Gran Gran .She's really sick Aang and I don't know how much longer she's going to hold out.

I still know how you feel about Katara and I don't blame you. I still asked her to join us but she declined, something to do with her precious jerk of a husband. If you knew how much I'd love to rip his…well you get the point. Please, come and I really miss you buddy. We all do. If you do come make sure you make a fruit cake, Suki has been dying for one. She still claims your's are the best. Toph mentioned in her letter about some old time butt kicking too so don't make her miss her chance. Please Please Come.

Sokka.

Aang clutched the paper tightly in his hands and stood silent for a moment. All he could do at that very moment was breathe, well he could hardly do that. His head was filling with so many answers, yes, no, maybe? The young Avatar reopened the letter and glanced at it for another second. If he decided to go, he could risk having to see her again, but if he didn't he'd never get the opportunity to see everyone again. As his mind constantly debated the two animals fought ferociously. Aang bit down on his tongue and began to make his way to the Air Nomad's library.

His light footsteps echoed throughout the deserted hallways, never going to be filled with another Airbender except him. He drew closer to his destination biting his lip and fumbling with his robes. The Airbender entered the library taking in it's extravagance. The monks had been so careful with knowledge, carefully storing it in shelves and hidden boxes. When the Fire Nation attacked, most of the valuable information had been left untouched due to its secrecy. Aang took a comfortable position on a soft zafu (meditating pillow) with a small wooden surface before it. The table held two important things, ink and paper. With precision and Avatar picked up his brush and dipped it into the black substance. He hesitated a moment before slowly writing everything in his mind and the words glued to his heart.

Sokka,

Tell my family I'm coming and nothing is going to stand in my way.

Aang.