I know it has been a long time since the last chapter and I know this one is very short, I apologize for that. But I lacked the time lately plus there weren´t any new episodes so I kind of lost the interest. But so many people urged me to continue and I was really glad there was still so muc interest in the story. I started seeing the latest episodes and I have new ideas so I hope I can update much sooner now. That said the boiling rock was the last episode I watched and Azula was a bitch, while Suki reappeard. So my piece of fanfic couldn´t be farer away from canon but it is how it is ;)
Oh and btw sry for the crappy title
A year had gone since Azula left his life and still Sokka had to think about her way to often in his opinion. He had been busy helping to rebuild the village and still he could not get his mind away from her. She had not visited him as she had promised but still he was not mad at her because after all he had been to busy either. All he wanted was to see her again, to hug his dear friend and to talk to her. To tell her some silly story and to see her smile. And once again his mind drifted away daydreaming. "Sokka come on we have to go fishing." a harsh voice interrupted. Sokka came back to reality and followed his father to one of the fishing boats. "Tell me Dad do you really have to leave tomorrow." "Yes I am sorry Sokka but there is still a lot of politic to be made and I have to get as much help from the northern water tribe as I can get. And there is some treaty I have to sign with the firelord too." "Can you please call him Zuko, firelord sounds so evil in my ears."
Still talking both entered a little canoe and navigated through some floes. Hakoda laughed at that comment "Let´s hope you never have to be a diplomat." They continued talking about politics and sharing some jokes when Hakoda saw something and informed Sokka about it. "Look there is a canoe stuck in between floes and it looks like there is a boy in it. We have to help him."
Carefully the navigated there canoe as near as they could get and Sokka tried to reach the boy who seemed unconscious. But he wa not and when he turned and his face became visible Sokka lost his breath. Looking in his face was not a boy it was a girl with short black hair and sad golden eyes.
"Azula... w-...w-w-what are you doing here?" Sokka was so stunned he completely forgot about his father or the fact that Azula was barely strong enough to hold her self up and that she looked sick and frozen. His father reminded him gently "Sokka what are you doing this girl is obviously freezing get her off that canoe quickly we have to get her to the village."
The two men pulled her on board their canoe and turned to return to the village. Sokka was totally stunned and did not managed to say another word and although his father noticed the change immediately he opted to let it go for the moment. All that Sokka could think of was Azula and how she could have gotten here and why she had gotten here. But most importantly he reminded himself about the last words the said to him "This is not a farewell." and somehow he had to smile.