Avatar the Last Airbender: Hundred: Scenes
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Hundred: Scenes
Arc I
The First Farewell
"I don't understand!" Aang cried out and Katara sighed softly, reaching up to rub her forehead where a headache was beginning to form above her left eye.
The two of them were sitting on the beach that touched the bay next to Suki's village on Kyoshi Island and had been watching the sun set when Katara had told him about her plans to go to Ba Sing Se. She hadn't mentioned it since they had left the South Pole a few days ago, still trying to figure out exactly what she planned on doing.
She wasn't as anal about plans as Sokka but she didn't like to act without having one.
The other reason was because she knew Aang would react poorly to the news, which she seemed to be correct about as he stood in front of her on the sand, looking like a lost child. Once again she was forced to remember that Aang - despite the vast knowledge of the other Avatars that resided within him - was a child, a twelve-year-old who still felt the need for tantrums when things didn't go exactly his way.
"You were coming with me to the Earth Kingdom!" Aang protested and Katara watched as he nearly stomped his foot in the sand in frustration. "Why are you going to Ba Sing Se? And why can't I come with you?"
"Because, Aang, you need to go to the Earth Kingdom, they're expecting you," Katara reminded him. They were rebuilding the dam Jet and the Freedom Fighters had destroyed almost a year ago and Aang was to be there to help the workers and do the "Avatar Thing", which usually meant him smiling and acting out in front of the young girls his age as he did at almost every town they had come across between leaving Ba Sing Se and arriving at the South Pole.
Really, it was hard sometimes to remember how much she cared for him and the fact they were 'together' when he acted like she wasn't anything but a sister that tagged along for fun. The kiss outside General Iroh's tea shop when their group had gotten together one last time had yet to be repeated, and in some small selfish corner of her heart she was thankful.
For some reason, she remembered kissing Aang as akin to kissing a fish.
"Then, when will you come back?" Aang asked, the frustration being replaced by something a little harder.
"I don't know."
Really, she didn't. If the general couldn't help her, she wasn't quite sure where she would be going next, but eventually she would need to go to the Fire Nation. After all, that is where Zuko was and therefore where her debt laid.
"What are you doing? Why can't you tell me?" Aang yelled and Katara winced as a gust of wind blew out from his body.
"I just…can't, Aang," she told him, standing slowly. "I'm sorry, but you have to trust me when I say this is something I have to do."
She didn't want to know how he would react if he knew she would be going back to Zuko. Even though the two boys had a decent friendship, a result of Zuko saving Aang's life from Zhao and then becoming Aang's firebending teacher, she had noticed Aang was rather possessive whenever she and Zuko had been near each other. It was irrational, considering the firebender was with Mai and she with Aang, but Aang's eye had always become older, more withdrawn, when she had looked over to see him watching them.
She also didn't fail to notice it had started after she and Zuko had gone after Yon Rha. It made her mad, that for all of Aang's preaching that she should forgive Zuko for the betrayal at Ba Sing Se when the two finally became friends Aang no longer wanted them near each other.
"There you are!"
Turning away from Aang, Katara turned to smile as Sokka and Suki joined them. Suki was still in her Kyoshi Warriors outfit, but the unapproachable air she usually had around her from the severe face-paint was dispelled by the happy smile on her lips.
"Sokka!" Aang yelled and Katara lost the smile as Aang rushed Sokka who frowned. He glanced at her and quirked an eyebrow at her but she didn't respond as Aang grabbed Sokka's arm and shook it frantically. "Tell Katara she can't go!"
"Excuse me?" Katara asked, flabbergast.
"Uh, what?" Sokka asked confused. He looked between her and Aang several times before glancing at Suki who shrugged, just as clueless as he was. "What?"
"Katara's going to Ba Sing Se! And she won't tell me why or let me go with her!"
"You are?" Sokka asked, shooting a shocked look at Katara who sighed wearily. She hadn't been able to tell Sokka yet, but he would understand her responsibilities brought by the blood promise, while she knew Aang wouldn't and just try to stop her.
"I am," she said, her tone firm. Sokka looked at her intently for a second and Katara again caught sight of the man he was growing into, the man she had seen fight Fire Nation soldiers during the Black Sun and heard about taking out the war balloons while she had been in the Fire Nation capital with Zuko.
"Okay," he finally said, giving a short nod before turning to Aang. "Sorry, Aang, can't help you. Katara's mind is set and it won't change."
"But…but," Aang stuttered and again Katara was reminded of a fish.
"Anyways, it's Katara we're talking about!" Sokka said with a bright smile as he started to pull the still whining Avatar back to the village. "Katara doesn't do anything interesting. You're probably being saved from something mind-blowing boring!"
"Sokka!" Katara yelled and with a flick of her wrist sent a wave of the ocean at her brother, freezing the water around him, leaving him stranded on the beach. "Let see how boring this gets!"
"H-hey, you can't leave me!" Sokka yelled as Katara wrapped her arm around Suki's and dragged the laughing warrior back to town.
"Sukiiiii! Help meeee!" Sokka cried after them, but the two girls just continued to laugh and Sokka huffed when he noticed even Aang had disappeared. "This isn't funny!"
sSs
A/N: Right, so this is angst/not-angst/angst writing, meaning it isn't going to be depressing each and other chapter. I can't do it, its…to depressing!
Anyways, go read the next chapter!
Disclaimer: I'm a Zutara fan. If I owned the show, how do you think it would have ended?
