Chapter One: In Which Zuko is a Tourist

"Umph" Aang landed right in his face, causing his unspoken question to the dragons to be ripped out of his throat. "Where are we?" He turned around to Zuko, who had fortunately not landing on his face during the journey. Aang looked around at the dense forest covering the his view. "I think I see a path over here." He gestured to the east side of the clearing. "We can get through it." He looked toward Zuko, is your firebending back?" Zuko nodded, extending his palm and creating a gust of fire toward Aang. Aang yelped, dodged it. "Watch out when you stick that thing." He grumbled. "Come on."

Making their way through the clearing, Aang turned toward Zuko. "Where do you think they took us?" Zuko wondered, hacking at another branch.

"I don't know." Aang said, his brow creased. "It kind of looked like the abandoned Southern Air Temples forest, but I don't know why they would bring us here." He looked down at the dirt passage, kicking a rock with his foot. "Maybe there's a p-"

Zuko hit Aang, causing him to look up. "Hey!" Aang said. "What'd you do that for?" Zuko pointed at the mountain, as a baby flying bison passed over it. "I don't think its abandoned."

"What? What!" Aang ran past Zuko, using his airbending skills to make himself go faster. He rushed back to Zuko, his a wide grin on his face. "I could kiss those dragons!" He proclaimed, grabbing Zuko by the arm and rushing with him. "That's the south wall, where I was when I found out I was the Avatar, well technically we were outside the south wall and I was teaching Deher how to make an Air Scooter. Did you know we're in the Patola Mountain Range? Jinju would alwa-" Zuko cut him off. "We don't even know if the spirits sent us in the past. And remember, even if they did, we only have a week here." Aang frowned for just a second and then grinned again. "Well we've better go find out then, right?" Zuko nodded, hoped that Aang wouldn't have his spirits crushed if this wasn't true.

"And that's where they keep the flying bison, we have a nest for the lemurs, but they mostly just sleep on the pupils' beds." Aang laughed, slightly hysterical. "This is crazy!" He looked over at Zuko, who was looking at the Air Temple with wide eyes. "Cool, huh?" He tugged at his arm, pushing Zuko forward. "So, what do you think?"

"I never thought I'd get the chance to see this." Zuko said, a bit awestruck. "It's beautiful, Aang." Aang beamed, turning toward the Temple with a sigh. "I know." He said softly. They stood in silence for a minute before Aang shook his head. "Well, come on! If we're only here for a week we've better get started." He zipped ahead using Airbending, causing Zuko to sigh and start running toward him. "Aang!"

"Aang?" Zuko looked over at a young boy approaching them. "I thought you were at the Eastern Air Temple learn how to meditate better." He grinned "Did you get kicked out?" Aang looked at him with astonishment, tapping Zuko's shoulder. "Do you-"

"Yeah." Zuko said. The boy frowned at Zuko, his eyes narrowing. "Who are you?" He asked rather rudely. Aang finally broke out of his trance. "Oh! Zuko, this is Deher, Deher this is Zuko."

Deher looked him over suspiciously. "I'm watching you." He stated, than darted over to the other group of boys. Zuko watched him go with confusion in his eyes. "Are all airbenders like that?" Aang laughed. "Nah. Deher's just a bit intense." His eyes light up. "But it's real, Zuko! Gyatso's alive!" He wrinkled his nose. "Monk Pothsi's alive. But still." He spun toward Zuko. "I have someone I want you to meet."

They walked up to the second gate, a yellow arch decorated with the elements sighs on them. "This is the entrance to the monk's quarters. Gyats-"

"Aang? Is that you? Deher told me you were here. Did you run away from the Eastern Air Temple? Aang?"

Tears filled Aang's eyes as he flung himself into Gyatso's arms. "Oh, don't think that will get you out of this young man." The old monk said, his voice rumbling. "You have to promise me you won't run away again." Aang pulled away and nodded, making a slightly choked sound.

"Yes, Gyatso. I promise I won't run away again."