Sokka Todd

A/N: Sorry it took me so long for this chapter. I'll try to get another chapter up later this week, this one will be much longer and enjoyable for readers. Speaking of readers, I'm surprised so many people have been reading. Thank you all who have read and special thanks for those who reviewed.

The Barber and His Wife

"There was a barber and his wife, and she was beautiful, a foolish barber and his wife, she was his reason and his life, and she was beautiful, and she was virtuous, and he was... Naive."

Aang watched Sokka as her turned to the candles illuminated their paths. His eyes glistened and the lights around him began to fade out as he remembered that very day. The day he lost everything, especially her.

Suki.

He had been traveling the city, happily talking to his wife as they passed shop after shop. In Suki's hands was their one year old daugther, Katara. From a flower shop, a judge watched the trio walking around, his eyes fixed on the young woman. He glanced every so often at a large man following them in secret.

"There was another man who saw that she was beautiful, a pious vulture of the law, who with a gesture of his claw, removed the barber from his plate! Then there was nothing but to wait, and she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost, and oh, so beautiful!"

The judge gave a signal to the large man, who called the police. He pointed to Sokka, who was then dragged away. Sokka, however, refused to give in without a fight as he attempted to struggle away. He tried to reach for Suki's hand, their fingers less than inches away, when the Beadle smashed his club in the back of Sokka's head. His surroundings began to fade.

Sokka closed his eyes, hoping that Aang wouldn't see the tears falling from his face.

"And the lady, sir," Aang began, "... did she succumb?"

"Oh, that was many years ago..." Sokka replied, "I doubt if anyone would know." He gave a sniff, then said, " I owe you my life, Anthony. If you hadn't spotted me, I would be lost in the ocean still ... Thank you."

Aang gave a smile as Sokka began to leave, then asked, "Will we meet again?"

Sokka shrugged, "You might find me, if you like, around Fleet Street."

Aang took out his hand, "Until then, my friend."

Sokka stared at the hand before finally taking it, giving it a firm shake and leaving. Aang just stared at Sokka as he rounded a corner.

Away from Aang, from anyone, Sokka felt safe... As safe as he could be in Fleet Street. He shivered. With much anger in his heart, the barber sang, "

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it's filled with people who are filled with shit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it!"