If you loved, you had to lose.
He knew that, and he understood it. But that didn't make it hurt any less.
His heart was torn into a million pieces that no longer fit together. He had thought he was out of tears, but when he reflected on what had happened, a new wave came. He felt so hopeless. So helpless. So guilty.
One year. One whole year. He couldn't decide on whether it had been as slow as possible, or faster then imagined. His memory was sharp, because so much had happened between then and now; too many things to forget. He gave a miserable laugh at himself. Crying was not manly.
But right then, he didn't care.
The full moon stared down at him, almost accusingly. He stared back, and more tears pricked at his already red and puffy eyes. This was why he didn't cry much. Apart from the fact that it wasn't manly, he didn't look very attractive when doing it.
But then again, he didn't care.
"Sokka?"
Suki's arm slipped over his shoulder, as she sat down next to him on the roof. He didn't bother to wipe away his tears, and she didn't care. They were beyond that.
"What's wrong?" She asked, gently nudging him with her shoulder. He didn't reply for a while; he just sat there and watched the full moon, as it continued to gaze upon them, surrounded by all it's-- her, he didn't know why he referred to the moon as an 'it', when it was so obviously a her-- bright friends.
"It's been a year," he whispered, shrugging, but still shivering. She squeezed him tightly, as if determined to squish his shattered heart back together. Well, it was working.
Kind of.
The silence was brief, but somehow seemed to last lifetimes. When Suki finally spoke, it was the last thing Sokka expected.
"She doesn't blame you, you know."
For the first time, he looked away from the sky, only to stare at his loved in wide-mouthed astonishment.
"How do you know?"
This time it was Suki who shrugged, but a smile played at her lips.
"She told me."
"When?"
"A few months ago. It was weird; I was having this dream about elephant koi, and then my surroundings changed. It got all misty, and then there she was, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen-"
"You're just as beautiful as her," Sokka mumbled.
"-and she started talking to me," Suki continued, ignoring her boyfriend's compliment. "She told me that she was Yue, the moon spirit, and then she filled in all the blanks about why you always looked at the moon so much."
"And she just told you? That she didn't blame me, I mean."
"That...and other things."
"Other things?"
"Oh...she just told me to keep you away from cactus juice."
Sokka threw his hands up into the night air. "We keep coming back to the juice! It was once, a long time ago, people!"
"So you have drunken cactus juice!"
"That's beside the point and-"
"ANYWAY, she told me to take care of you, because, well, you know how you can get-"
"How can I get!?"
"And she told me that I was extremely lucky."
Sokka was silent at that last part, but a smile tugged at his lips.
"She did?"
"Yes, but she shouldn't have."
"She shouldn't've? Why? You don't think so?"
"No."
She kissed his lips sweetly, and wrapped her arms around him tight.
"I already knew."
I thoughtt I should do something with the YuexSokkaxSuki thing in it. And, I have way too much time on my hands, since the holidays have started. Yay!
