Zuko backed away in complete shock, saying nothing. Kyoto let out a blood-curdling scream, then fell to the ground, with a soft "Sok…ka…."

Sokka stared at the dagger, now coated with Kyoto's blood, in complete shock and disbelief. "What…have I done?" His heart was pounding terribly, and then reality smacked him harshly. He rushed to Kyoto's side, putting his arms around her protectively, to support her. Just as he had done with Suki. As he watched the blood from her collarbone rush down, soaking the beautiful dress he had bought her, horrifying images of Suki's death flashed to him. Daija vu. Tears flooded to his eyes, rolling down his cheeks like a river of sorrow. "Kyoto…oh…gawd…please..stay awake..I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" he sobbed.

Kyoto clinged onto him with all her strength. "You…didn't…mean…to…" she rasped. "Please….don't…cry…for…me…"

But with that, the sobs grew harder, until he was shaking with each sob. "I can't go through this again..I can't! You can't leave me Kyoto! I beg you…please be okay." His tears fell on her cheeks, and very quietly, she said "Sokka..don't…" until she let go, and very gently fell unconscious.

That was it for Sokka. He couldn't stand to have his heart ripped up again, after it had been mended. Thinking Kyoto had died…he thought that he could never love again.

Tears were pouring down his cheeks, running to his chin. He rushed out the door of the main room. He couldn't handle seeing her die. He just couldn't take it.

Zuko rushed to Zhao, Aang and Katara, panting, and looking completely startled. "That…kid…he…slashed…the...girl's…throat…she's…dying…" Katara's eyes widened. "What! T-that's impossible! He'd never do that..and..he..loves her!" she hated to admit it, but it was true. Aang's face paled, and he stayed silent.

Sokka rushed to the edge of the ship, his plan was to jump. Clinging onto the railing, he found himself unable to go through with it. So he stood there, clinging, sobbing, mentally torturing himself. "I…can't see that again…it's all my fault…she died because of me….it's all my fault…I can't see her die…I can't! I can't! I…can't…if she goes…then I do too…" Just as he got one leg over the railing to jump, Katara rushed out and grabbed his arm, yanking him back on both feet. "What do you think you're doing?" she yelled. He looked back at her, in disbelief. Tears were pouring endlessly. He fell on his knees, sobbing like a child who lost his mother. She kneeled down to his level and brought her brother into an embrace. "It's alright Sokka…" she said quietly, suddenly forgetting he was 15. "Calm down." She said quietly. "Everything will be okay. I promise you."

He had his arms around her tightly now, and he was sniffling. "How…can..you…say…that? She's…dead…Kyoto…is…gone…it's all my fault…Katara."

Katara shook her head. "She's going to be fine…I healed her…the wound is gone. She lost a lot of blood, so she'll be weak for awhile, but she's survive. She's strong Sokka."

Sokka stared at her in surprise. "W-what?" he said as he wiped his eyes. Katara smiled. "Really."

Sokka got up on his feet immediently, and rushed back to Kyoto, forgetting everyone else completely.

Kyoto was on her back, but she was conscious, and her eyes were open. He ran to her side, nearly picking her up in a tight embrace- but not too tight. "You're alright!' he said, as he wiped his eyes, not wanting Kyoto to see him cry.

She looked at him sadly. Sokka sighed. "I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to leave..I couldn't see you like that…" he paused, and looking into her eyes, blushing so much that his entire was face red. "I love you too much."

Kyoto let out a small gasp, and leaned toward him, letting him wrap his arms around her. Sadly, she couldn't do the same, she was too weak, but she murmered back. "I...love you too."