I know I haven't been updating for you guys, but I've had a lot going on. I'm actually leaving for vacation later, and I decided that I should give you another chapter before I left. So, enjoy (no, I still don't own Avatar: The Last Airbender, thanks for asking!)!

Aang sat solemnly at the foot of his bed, staring blankly at a spot on the ground.

He sighed dejectedly. He knew he would hate this day.

He thought back to celebrating this very day—the anniversary of the founding of the Air Temples—with Monk Gyatso and Sister Io. Sparklers, kazoos, and fruit pies galore…he remembered having so much fun on this day.

But not this particular occurrence. Gyatso, Io, and all the other Airbenders were gone. Brutally murdered in their own territory. Lost forever.

His face clenched at this particular thought. Why did it have to be this way?

All of his friends, family, everyone…there were no survivors except himself. In a way he was grateful, but he couldn't help but wonder aloud:

"What if I had been there during the massacre? What if I could stop the Firebenders from destroying my nation? What if I had never found out that I was the Avatar?"

He thought he had come up with the answer. "They would be grateful to me, I would have loads of friends…life would be absolutely perfect."

He smiled sadly at that thought. And then he realized something.

"Except…Katara."

She wouldn't be there. In fact, her grandparents wouldn't even be there! Without Katara, he realized, he was nothing!

"That explains the nightmares I've been having," he said to himself.

A knock on the door.

"Come in," Aang said.

Katara approached him, a concerned frown on her beautiful face. "Are you okay? Your dinner's getting cold."

He shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

"What's the matter?" she asked, bringing a hand to his cheek.

"I-it's nothing, Katara," he said, looking up at her with a smile that looked very half-hearted.

She raised her eyebrows. "Aang…" she coaxed. She sat beside him, wrapping a hand around his back.

He sighed. "Today's the anniversary of the establishment of the Air Temples. I used to celebrate it with Gyatso back home, but I—"

"You miss it," she finished for him.

He nodded.

She smiled sadly. "It's okay to miss things, you know. I miss my mom, and I miss you when we aren't together."

"I know…but I can't help but feel guilty for leaving it…leaving them all behind, you know?" Aang said. "I—I can't help but wonder what life would be like if I hadn't run away."

Katara smiled and nodded, gesturing him to continue.

"But do you know something?" he continued. "If I hadn't run away, then I never would have been frozen in that iceberg, and if I hadn't been frozen in the iceberg…"

He surprised her by giving her a gentle hug. "…Then I wouldn't have met you."

Sorry I couldn't make it longer, but I'm leaving soon and I have block. Hopefully you enjoyed it though!