A/N: Just so everyone knows, this is the end of this fic in of itself. But there will be sequel, but I'm working currently, on a very big fic... lets just say HUGE... yes HUGE is a good word. Anyway you get the idea guys, but i'm looking forward to force feed you more incest glazed goodness. But until then R&R please. :)

No one talked much the next morning when we were packing up camp, the only two of the group he greeted at all in the morning were Appa and Momo. I couldn't blame him, what hung in the air was like having everything showing on the outside, being as vulnerable as I could just to tell Aang and Toph I was sorry.

Toph came up to me as I was rolling up my sleeping bag.

"So…" Toph began through gritted teeth. "Did you two have a good time last night?" I didn't think it was possible, but Toph's voice had both loathing and jealousy within it.

"What are you talking about Toph?" I replied wearily, trying to shake her off like an overly needy toddler.

"We got lost Toph." Katara called from the side as she was thrown any remnants of the fire into the nearby brush. Toph turned and with a crumpled brow asked. "Even with Aang airbending a straight path through the trees back to camp?" Katara was being challenged and she knew it.

"It was dark." Katara shot back firmly as if she had ended the conversation.

"Leave it alone Toph." Aang's voice said coldly seemingly coming from nowhere. Everyone turned and looked at Aang, there was no telling what he would do after yesterday with Sokka, so everyone, including Toph, was on his or her guard. "We all know where her allegiances lie now." Aang didn't look up from Appa's reigns that he was preoccupying himself trying to get the whole apparatus to sit square on the sky bison's head.

" Don't talk to my sister like that Aang!" I snapped at him suddenly. "I don't care how many elements you can bend!" I started breathing heavy and Katara put a hand on my shoulder to calm me down.

Aang stood up and turned to face the three of us. "Don't tell me how to talk to my waterbending teacher." And just like that, the web of friendship between us was demolished.

"Aang." Katara began, to get his attention. "Am I just a teacher to you now? Are you going to throw away our friendship, never mind our…relationship. But how can you have nothing left in your heart for me?" I never heard Katara talk to him this way, and now I could tell this wasn't my or Toph's battle anymore (if it ever was to begin with). This was strictly between them and they needed to work it out.

"All I've done is protect you!" I could tell Aang was starting to feel as if he was being attacked.

"But I'm not the one who won't admit their feelings for the person they love, and then be jealous when they... when they become happy with
someone else!" Katara stammered now fighting back tears. Katara had always told me that Aang needed something to reflect upon when it came to matters of the heart.
I think she finally had what she wanted.

Aang just turned to face us, his face seemed to be tired and his body beaten, as if he had just gone toe to toe with Azula. His eyes reflected a great sadness, as if he was experiencing the sadness of all the past avatars in the most difficult times of their lives at once. He laid his staff to the ground. He spoke in reflection with a heavy and thoughtful tone of voice, not in spontaneity as he usually did. "I'm sorry for everything, one of my greatest faults I think is acceptance of things that are out of my control. And because I'm supposed to be the avatar and just make everything stable and peaceful, when it doesn't happen I get angry. But with this I think I may have overreacted and for that I'm sorry. I was so caught up in my own feelings about Katara and I being together that I didn't ask myself if this." He gestured to Katara now hanging on my arm. "Is what would make her happy." Aang continued, he smiled warmly at me and put out his arm, offering it in a water tribe handshake.

"Apology accepted Aang." I took his arm in friendship. Katara walked over and hugged him. Now I felt that the air was cleared now and that we were all closer because of it.
And as we did our final packing up for the migration flight, I had an epiphany that it doesn't really mater who you love as long as you really love them, because if love were
a person I don't think that person would discriminate with who it loved or didn't love, it would just love without question.

(End)