Aang returned from his from his flight, never in his life has he felt so empty, all hope gone. Throughout his ride, he considered an important question that burned his mind; now what? Well, he could go fix up the Air Temples and invite the Air Acolytes to live there. He could help out in the Southern Water Tribe, he could… Aang sighed heavily, going anywhere without Katara would raise questions, especially by Sokka and Hakoda. The Avatar taken out a piece of parchment, the best thing to do was to write down what he wanted to do:

Fix the Temples

Train Acolytes

Help out in the Southern Water Tribe

Stop rebellions

Bring Peace in the world

Forget Katara

Aang crossed out number six, he couldn't just forget her, he should but he couldn't. He loved her way too much. His lip began to tremble as he desperately tried to keep himself composed. He was not going to cry, he was grown man now, he wasn't a child. An immature, ignorant, stupid, ugly child. The hot tears began to sting his eyes, he clenched his teeth. He felt a lump develop in his throat as tears threatened to pour. Aang grabbed the piece of paper and burned it, that's it he's leaving. Aang stuffed his clothes in his bag and tiptoed out of his room hoping that he wouldn't bump into anybody.

"I should check on him…"

The monk froze, Katara. He took off in a run, right now, he cannot face her

right now.

"Aang, where do you think you're going?"

Aang stifled, Sokka!

"Um, hello Aang, where's my sister?"

"Just my luck." muttered the irritated monk.

Sokka raised an eyebrow, "What are you thinking leaving my sister!"

Aang chocked on his own saliva, he leaving Katara, it's quite the other way around! Sokka remained oblivious and perhaps even gotten angry.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING AANG!" He scolded, "LEAVING MY SISTER!"

And Aang snapped, he never felt this angry in his life.

"WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT! KATARA LEFT ME!"

Sokka was stunned,

"What?"

"YOU HEARD ME!"

"Wooo, calm down, I… with whom?"

"3 GUESSES!"

"Um, Appa?"

Aang face-palmed himself.

"Momo?"

The young monk's tattoos started flickering.

"Calm down Aang please, we don't want to blow up the entire palace now do we."

"Zuko." whispered Aang

"What?"

"Zuko."

"Wait, Katara is with Zuko? What about Mai?"

"She knows too."

The look of absolute shock flashed on the warriors face.

"I don't believe it. That sly son-of… "

Aang clamped his hand on Sokka's dirty mouth,

"Watch your language, it's not Zuko's fault."

"Excuse me! Who stole your wife-to-be's heart from you?"

"That doesn't matter, it's mine."

"…"

"Let's talk in private."

Sokka led Aang to his room and closed the door.

"Okay, I'm listening to your confession."

"I'm an idiot."

"What!"

"I'm an Idiot Sokka, why would anyone love me? I mean there is nothing special…"

"Wo wo wo wo, you're the Avatar."

"And that's it! That's the point Sokka, that is the only special thing about me!"

"I'm going to kill Katara and Zuko."

"Sokka!"

"Fine, first of all, you are unbelievably kind, who in their right mind keep the loser lord alive?"

Aang glared at Sokka, "You aren't helping."

"I'm bad with making people feel better."

"I can see that."

"Argh, okay let me try this, tell me everything you feel about yourself and I will see if they're true or not."

Aang looked embarrassed.

"Can I write it down, I just don't feel…"

"You have some manly pride after all." Sokka proudly patted Aang on the back.

The Monk rolled his eyes and removed another piece of paper from his bag and began to write. After about 10 minutes, he handed the sheet of paper to Sokka.

"Um, number one, you are…"

"Don't read it out loud!" hissed Aang.

Sokka read the sheet of paper then ripped it in half.

"You have serious self esteem issues, jeez I'm going to slap some sense into Katara and Zu…YEOW" He stopped mid sentence when Aang purposely pinched him hard.

"Okay, not Zuko, jeez now you're defending the guy who caused the problem."

"Stop blaming it on Zuko! Like I said, it's my fault."

"Modest as usual." Sokka cleared his throat, "I can't help you but I know something that can."

"What?"

"A THERAPY SESSION!" Announced Sokka as he removed a beard from his suitcase.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Alright, by reading you paper, I conclude you have massive self-esteem issues." said Sokka in his Wang-Fire imitation voice."

"For your first treatment…" Sokka stuck a mirror in Aang's face.

"Why a mirror?"

"What do you see?"

"I see a pissed of Monk who is tempted to slap some sense into you."

Sokka frowned, and someone giggled.

They both whirled around to see a Katara run away from the door.

"And she is spying on us…" Aang muttered angrily.

"KATARA!" shouted Sokka at the top of his lungs.

Katara slowly approached them, she avoided Sokka's angry gaze.

"So why were you spying on us."

"I was going to tell you what happened…" she trailed off.

"Do you know how much you damaged Aang? Do you have any idea! Here, take a look."

"No!" Aang shouted as he lunged for the torn paper.

Sokka moved it out of his reach or tried too as Aang tripped him snatching it as Sokka fell flat on his face.

"See Aang," he grumbled through the floor, "You're anything but stupid."

Aang's nose flared.

"I gave the paper to you and trusted you with it, and what you do. YOU TRY TO GIVE IT TO THE PERSON I WOULD RATHER NOT SEE!"

"Reminder: never anger a heartbroken Monk." Sokka muttered as he stood up.

Katara wanted to desperately comfort Aang but she knew it would make things worse. She crept away as they argued, for the first time realizing how much she damaged the young Avatar. She took his trust and love and through it back at his face. And who does he blame, himself. How is it even possible for someone to be so selfless.

To Sokka's dismay, Aang burned the paper. Before the warrior could say another word, the Avatar picked up his bag, and left. His footsteps echoing in the empty halls. Sokka couldn't believe it, he failed. Aang's self esteem has dissipated, the words still burned in his mind. He remembers exactly what it said,

There is nothing special about me, just my title.

I'm not that smart or attractive, the fangirls want the Avatar, not Aang.

I should have seen it coming, my ignorance is ridicules.

Zuko is very mature, I'm a child compared to him.

I don't think I'll be able to ever love anybody else again, my love for Katara is too strong.

The Air Benders are never coming back, my nation will die with me.

How can I face all the questions when I leave.

I don't know what to do next.

If the council asks me to marry once, I might just leave and never come back.