There is going to be lots of Sukka in this chapter and the next. Hope you all are enjoying and don't forget to review!

Suki was walking through the village to the dojo where she was to have morning practice with the girls. She stopped when she saw the boy who was traveling with the avatar. He was by a tree doing pull ups on a branch. Suki still felt bad by the way she had treated him and walked up to him.
"Umm, Sokka was it?"
Sokka stopped mid pull and turned his head back to see the girl that had taken them capture. What did she want? He landed on the floor and turned to face her.
"Yeah, and ...Suki right?" he asked. She gave a small smile and nodded
"Right, listen I just want to say sorry again for you know, capturing you guys and tying you up, and you know, that." She guiltily pointed to the long cut on Sokka's arm. Sokka looked at the cut on his arm and he remembered the embarrassing moment when this girl beat him and held him hostage. Not wanting to think about it he covered it with his hand and quickly replied.
"Don't worry about it, it doesn't even hurt." he gave her a smile.
"Are you sure? We might have something in our dojo that could help." she said.
"Really I'm fine, but thanks. But I guess it's my fault right, just because you're a girl doesn't mean I should have held back so much." Suki was a little surprised by his response, and a little offended.
"Excuse me?" she asked raising her eyebrow and trying to keep the bitterness out of her voice.
"All I'm saying is that this wouldn't have happened" he pointed to his arm, "if I hadnt had held back so much, but hey you're pretty good for a girl." Sokka replied not at all thinking he had just offended the girl.
"Ah huh, so you let me win is what you're saying." Suki was mad and her anger was getting a little more noticeable in her voice.
"Well I wouldn't say I let you win, but you can say I held back a little." Suki couldn't believe the nerve of him. But, she was also amused at the opportunity to humiliate the boy again.
"Well alright then tough guy" she crouched down in her stance, "why don't you show me what you really got." Sokka let out a small chuckle.
" I don't want to hurt you." he told her. This time it was Suki who laughed much to Sokka's annoyance.
"Don't worry, I think I'll be fine." she reached her arm out and with her hand she motioned for Sokka to attack her.
"Alright then," Sokka replied and got into his own stance.
The two stayed still staring the other straight in the eyes. No one moved, they just studied the other. Finally, Sokka lunged forward with a right hand punch. Suki side stepped it and pushed it away with her left hand. Sokka's momentum kept him going forward and he did a roll to land back on his feet. He knew he had to be more careful than the other day. Somehow, she was managing to dodge all his attacks, and she hardly moved. If he was careless, he will end up tied down on the floor again.
He stood up, and attacked again. He threw different kinds of punches and kicks, however he was more careful not to let her use his attacks to counter. Suki noticed this and was impressed on how quickly he was able to adapt to her style, "So he realized that last time he beat himself and he's not letting me use his attacks against him, I guess I'm going to have to go on the offensive" she thought to herself. She ducked underneath a kick Sokka sent at her head and quickly back flipped to avoid his spinning kick at her ankles. She wasn't going to let him attack again so she lunged at Sokka and sent a kick at his head. Sokka was surprised since this was the first she did an attack of her own. His surprise almost allowed him to take the blow but he quickly managed to bring his left arm up and block the kick with his forearm. He took the opening and wrapped his left arm around her leg before she can bring it back. She tried to tug it free but he wasn't letting go. Sokka then did a half spin and threw Suki a couple of feet. She landed in a role and stopped on her back only to look up and see Sokka flying towards her with a metal pole above his head and about to swing it down. Sokka wasn't really going to bring his staff down on her, just stop about an inch away from her to show his victory. Quickly, Suki pulled out her fans and threw one at Sokka's hands, knocking away his staff. Distracted at the fan that knocked the staff from his hands, Sokka didn't notice the spinning kick Suki sent at his ankles as soon as he landed. Sokka felt his legs fly out from under him and he hit the ground with a hard thud. He opens his eyes only to see Suki holding the edge of her fan an inch away from her throat. She looked him in the eye and sarcastically said;
"So much for letting me win." she put her fans away, turned, and continued to the dojo. Sokka was humiliated, angry, and frustrated all at once. This girl has just beaten him and left him humiliated twice in less than two days.
Katara was at the beach practicing on her waterbending technique. Every chance she could, she practiced on her bending. She didn't like feeling so helpless to the group and she wanted to be able to help. Aang was the avatar and Sokka was a good warrior and was getting better daily, not to mention he was practically a born leader and was the planner and most intelligent, even though he acted like a fool sometimes. It made her sort of feel that she wasn't as important to the group, so that's why she practiced whenever she could to be a great waterbender. It had been about two weeks since they left the South Pole and she had gotten a lot better since then. She had been going at it for a few hours and decided to take a break and eat lunch. There was still a lot of food at their house and she went there.

Katara returned to the house to find Sokka stuffing himself with food. He chewed every bite viciously and stuffed his mouth with something every ten seconds. She knew whenever he ate like this he was either starving, which the case wasn't considering the feast they just had, or he was upset about something.
"What's wrong with you?" Katara asked him.
"Dos dere need tu be somtin wong?" Sokka said with his mouth full. Katara didn't have a clue to what her brother just said.
"What?" she asked again. Sokka forcibly swallowed the food that was stuffed in his mouth.
"Why do you assume something is wrong?" he asked again. It was obvious to Katara that something was troubling her brother.
"Well considering how much you're stuffing your face, I just thought something was wrong." she told him nicely. She wanted her brother to be able to come to her whenever he needed someone to talk to. Considering that they never really had a mother, Katara took it upon herself to be a mother figure. She loved her brother and wanted to be there for him whichever way possible.
"Yeah well, I'm fine, just got a little hungry is all." Sokka said casually. Katara wasn't convinced and knew that whatever was bothering him was probably embarrassing or something. But, she dropped the subject seeing as how much he didn't want to talk about it.
"So what have you done today?" she asked her brother as she sat down to eat. He answered her in between bites.
"Well, I went for a swim on the beach, then I did some workouts, and then I saw -" Sokka quickly stopped himself from what he was about to say.
"Who did yo-" Katara was going to ask but was quickly cut off by her brother.
"Forget about it." Sokka said quickly.
"Sokka, who'd you see?" Katara had a big smile on her face and was extremely curious to find out what could have her brother like this. "Please tell me," she begged her brother with a big grin and wide eyes.
"It's nothing Katara, and she just wanted-" he was quickly cut off by Katara.
"She! So it's a she?" she said getting excited. Suddenly, Katara's eyes got wide as she realized who the girl that had her brother so worked up about was. Sokka also saw her eyes widen and knew just what she was thinking.
"No Katara!" but she paid no attention.
"It's that girl isn't it? What was her name?" Sokka was trying to convince her to drop it.
"I know what you're thinking Katara and-"
"Suki!" Katara exclaimed excitedly.
"No!" Sokka tried to convince her but Katara knew.
"It is!" Katara replied as if she had just figured out one of the secrets of the world. Katara was having so much fun with this so she continued. "Do you have a thing for Su-?"
"It's nothing like that!" Sokka yelled annoyed of what his little sister thought. Katara was cracking up at this point just watching her brothers head explode. She has never seen anything get to her brother this much. She stopped laughing and looked her brother in the eyes, still with the expression of a happy eight year old.
"Sokka she is really pretty. I think you-" she tried to tease her brother but he quickly stood and interrupted her.
"Alright Katara I'm going for a run!" he said trying to get away from his sister and left. Katara stayed laughing where she was and continued to eat. She loved her brother but sometimes she couldn't resist messing around with him. She finished eating and grabbed a small picnic basket and packed it with food. She figured that Aang was probably hungry so she was going to take him lunch. She made her way to the small shack in the back of the village. Gently, she opens the door and quietly slides her way in. Aang still sat in the middle of the room, his back to her, the same exact way from when she left. She didn't know if she should go tell him she brought food and disturb him from what he was doing. She didn't even know if he was still there, spiritually, for all she knew he can be in the spirit world and if she woke him know she would ruin everything.
"Katara, are there sweet potatoes in there?" Aang asked suddenly from his spot without moving. Katara was surprised and jumped back from his sudden question.
"Umm, yeah" Katara answered.
"Ah thanks Katara you're the best!" Aang turned to face Katara still sitting cross legged. Katara sat down in front of him and placed the basket on the floor. Aang instantly opened the basket and began to devour what was inside.
"Awe this is so good Katara, you're the best!" Aang told her between bites. Katara blushed a little at his comment. She liked being appreciated for what she does, considering how Sokka never appreciates anything.
"Aang slow down, you're going to choke," she told him with a giggle.
"Oh sorry Katara, I've just been really hungry just sitting here." Aang replied. Katara was surprised by what he said. Has he just been sitting there the whole time I was gone. Did he even go into the spirit world?
"Aang are you saying that you didn't talk to one spirit. You're the avatar; shouldn't you be able to cross into the spirit world whenever you want?" Katara asked him. Aang dropped his head a little and spoke quietly.
"Well, the monks would tell me to meditate and it would make crossing easier. But I use to meditate with Gyatsu every day, and I got pretty good at connecting with the spirits. But I don't know why I can't right now." Aang kept his head down. He felt as if he wasn't a good avatar. Katara didn't like to see aang so down and tried to help,
"Well, have you ever thought that maybe since you have talked to or even mediated in 100 years that may be the reason why you can't communicate with them right now." Aang's head shot up and his face brightened. He hadn't thought of that, and she was right. Physically, he was frozen so it only felt like two weeks since he meditated, but spiritually it's been 100 years. So maybe if he started meditating a lot, eventually he would be able to cross into the spirit world again.
"Katara you're a genius!" Aang shouted as he jumped to his feet and swept Katara off the ground and into a giant hug. Katara was blushing madly now as Aang held her in the air for a few seconds before he finally realized what he was doing and began to blush madly himself as he set her down.
"So I guess I'll get back to work then." Aang said with a wide grin.
"Wait Aang, are you sure you don't want to take q break? I mean, you've been at this all day, why don't we go do something fun or relax. You can use it." Katara didn't want Aang to spend all of his time on avatar work and overexerting himself. Even though he was the avatar, he was also a twelve year old boy. He deserved to have fun sometimes, but Aang shook his head.
"Sorry Katara, but I should really get to this. I mean, I am the avatar and this is my duty. What kind of avatar would I be if I put fun and games ahead of my avatar duties?" Aang turned away from Katara and sat back down in the same position he was in when Katara walked in. Katara lowered her head as she was a little disappointed by his answer, but she understood.
"Ok then, but I don't want you to spend all day and stay up all night with this. You have to rest so you better be at our cabin tonight, got it Aang?" Aang nodded from his spot and with that Katara gave a small sigh and walked out.

Sokka stood outside the dojo where the Kyoshi warriors were training. The door was open so he could see everything they were doing, and Sokka had to admit, they were good. Their movements were sharp and quick, there attacks were strong, and their attitude was serious. Sokka was humiliated at his last defeat at the hands of Suki. He was angry with himself for losing. He had always been a great fighter, at least that's what he thought. But that style of fighting was something he's never seem, and it bested him twice. He had to learn it, even if it cost the humiliation he was sure he was going to receive. After taking one last breath, he slowly walked up the steps. As soon as he walked through the door one girl noticed him and called Suki. Sokka watched as Suki approached him with a serious face and stopped in front of him. All the other girls stopped what they were doing to watch.
" I hope you have a good reason for interrupting us, and if it's another sparring match you sorry, but I don't feel like humiliating you at the moment." A few girls chuckled as Sokka stood there trying to figure out what to say. He had his head down so he wouldn't have to look her in the eyes.
"No, it's not that. I just wanted -, I just wondered if-" he was having trouble talking due to his embarrassment and the awkwardness of the moment."
"Well spit it out! Say it, I don't have all day!" Suki pressed him. Sokka then got down on one knee in front of Suki. Suki was surprised by this and was about to ask what he was doing when Sokka spoke.
"Please teach me." Sokka practically mumbled, but Suki was able to make out what he said. Her eyebrows shot up and she was shocked by his request.
"Excuse me?" she replied because she did not believe what she heard. Sokka took a deep breath and said,
"I would be honored if you can teach Me." he said this one slowly and clearly. Suki studied him. He had his down probably in embarrassment, but she wasn't getting the feeling he was joking. No, he was serious. She was sort of impressed at how someone so arrogant could put away their pride so quickly and accept defeat. Sokka stayed still, waiting for her reply.
"Even if I'm a girl?" Suki asked.
"I'm sorry if I insulted you earlier, I was being foolish, arrogant, and most importantly I was wrong." Sokka wasn't just saying what he thought she wanted to hear, he meant every word. Now Suki was really impressed. It seemed she had knocked a little humility into him.
"Well, we don't normally teach outsiders, let alone boys." Suki went on.
"Please make an exception. I promise that I won't let you down." Sokka said.
"Alright, but you have to follow all of our traditions." she warned him.
"Of course" he quickly replied.
"Alright then, follow me." Suki motioned for him to follow and led him to a room in back of the dojo. She opened up a wooden closet and pulled out a Kyoshi warrior uniform. Before Sokka asked what it was for she threw it at him.
"Here that should fit you." she told him. Sokka was confused an pointed to his own clothes.
"What's wrong with the clothes I have on?" he asked.
"You said you would follow ALL of our traditions." Suki said with a little amusement. Sokka's eyes went wide.
"What! I'm not going to wear a dress!" he tried to defend himself.
"If you want to learn then you have to put it on." Suki told him, giggling as she saw his reaction. Sokka knew he had no choice. He did in fact say he would follow all their traditions. Without thinking, Sokka removed his shirt, revealing his upper body. Suki began to blush and stumble with her words as she looked over his tanned chest and muscles and kept trailing down to his hard abs. She watched as how whenever he moved his arms, they would flex and reveal is muscles. Suki couldn't help herself from staring. Sokka began to untie his belt and Suki snapped out of her little trance.
"What are you doing?" she all but yelled at Sokka. Sokka was confused by her question.
"But I thought you said to change in-" Sokka tried to tell her when she yelled again,
"Yeah, in the restroom back there!" she pointed behind Sokka. Sokka saw the look she was giving him and realized what he did.
"Oh, my bad. I guess I'll just go in here." Sokka said as he turned and headed to the restroom. Suki was glad that she was wearing her makeup and Sokka couldn't see the blush on her face. She waited as Sokka changed in the restroom. Finally, Sokka walked out of the restroom with his head down to cover his shame. Suki let out a small giggle but tried to hold it in.
"Why you look lovely." Suki teased him in a playful tone.
"Alright, I put on the dress. Now can we begin training?"
"Na ah ah, now we get to put on your face paint!" Suki told him teasingly. She was going to get as much fun out of this as possible.
In less than ten minutes, both Sokka and Suki stood in the empty dojo.
"If you hadn't been squirming around so much like a baby I wouldn't have poked your eye." she told him. Sokka was rubbing his eye as Suki began to talk again. "Okay then, are you ready to begin?" Sokka nodded to her. Okay, first off, our technique is all about redirecting our opponents attacks and using their force against them. then looking for any openings they give us." Sokka listened carefully and absorbed everything she said. She continued. "You've probably already figured out that the first time we fought you beat yourself. You were just attacking me recklessly and gave me a bunch of openings. On almost every other fighter you would have a chance, but against a Kyoshi warrior you wouldn't have any. Earlier today you did much better and even forced me into attacking you for a moment. However, you let down your guard and lost. You can't expect to win every fight just by attacking and trying to land blows. Take out your fan." Sokka did as she told him. "Now, don't think of these fans as weapons to kill your opponent, though they can, that is not their main purpose. Think of these fans as an extension of your arm. As your opponent attacks, use the fan to guide it away from you and redirect it someone. This will give you many opening to strike, disarm, or even kill your opponents. So you see, it's not about strength. Our technique uses our opponents force against them." Sokka soaked in everything she had just explained to him. So that's how she did it, he thought. She wasn't dodging my attacks so much as redirecting them away from her. And that's how she was able to land so many blows on him. "Here, pretend someone is going to strike you with a sword." She went through the motion of redirect his attack. "Now do as I do, and pretend you are guiding it somewhere else." Sokka nodded and went through the motions. They continued to practice and Suki helped him perfect his technique. After a couple of hours Suki spoke up. "I think we should call it a day. Your clothes are in the room in the back room if you want to change. Come back tomorrow at four so we can pick up where we left off, all the girls are done training by then so we can train with no distraction. You did pretty well for your first day." she told him the last part sincerely. Sokka nodded and quietly walked to the back room. Before he opened the door, he stopped and turned to Suki. He then bowed to her.
"Thank you for taking your time to teach me, I greatly appreciate it." She gave a small smile and nodded. With that Sokka entered the room to change. Suki stayed where she was for a few seconds as she let a small smile grow on her face and she quietly told herself,
"I think I might have been wrong about him."