Katara tiptoed through the still room she was sharing with Aang. She was trying her best to remain as silent as possible, waking Aang would mean questions and she was terrible at lieing. They were staying at the Fire Nation's royal palace, and Katara loved it here. The heat, the beauty and the sexy Fire Lord. She spent the entire evening with Zuko doing things that would make a pervert feel ashamed.

"Katara?"

Katara froze on the spot, spirits, he's awake! She slowly turned around to find Aang and instantly felt fear creep up her throat.

"Aang," she said shakingky, "I thought you were asleep."

Aang sighed, his usual twinkle of mischievousness was gone from his eyes. They were cold and dulled and secretive.

"Katara, I'm not an idiot, I know exactly what you and Zuko were doing this past week." He shook his head slightly, making Katara feel like a kid who was caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

" why didn't you tell me you were unhappy?" He began to plead, "I never wanted you to feel like you had no choice but to choose me. I can't believe that you don't trust me, I would have backed off. If you don't love just say so. Please but just tell me the truth. Who makes you happier? Me or Zuko?"

Katara wanted to tell him that he was wrong, that she trusts him, that she loved him, that this was all not true but he was right.

She took a deep breath

"Zuko."

Aang nodded, his face showing no emotion, he held out his hand and Katara unclasped her engagement necklace and handed it to him.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm assuming that you want to stay?"

She nodded

"Okay then, I'll pack your stuff and leave it on the bed."

"Aang?"

Aang turned around, his eyes were glimmering slightly, he was trying to hold in his emotions.

"Two things: one, will you forgive me?, second, will you move on."

"For your first question, I will eventually, the second, I don't believe so."

Katara'as eyes widened, "What about the Air Benders!" She cried out.

"If the spirits will so," was his reply and he left before Katara could say anything else. Katara sighed and walked out to look for Zuko.

Aang walked the baloney, Katara's sliced through his heart like a knife. His love and trust thrown back at his face. He sat down to meditate to ease the pain but as soon as he done so, he realized an important fact. He had no idea what to do. Aang felt a huge variety of emotions, sadness, anger, betrayal, rejection, uselessness, unloved, confused, hopeful, and unsurprised. Why? Why did the spirits taunt him, first they destroyed all of his people, then they take away the one he loved, now what!!!! Why was he still hopeful, he wished dearly that this was a dream but alas it wasn''t. Why wasn't he surprised? Of course, what an idiot he was, to believe that Katara loved him. What was so special about him, he was the Avatar, that was it. He wasn't as smart as Sokka, as strong as Toph, well she was a girl but still, and he wasn't as attractive as Zuko. He had simple features, the only actually attractive thing about him was his eyes and that was it. If he wasn't an Avatar, no one would send him a second glance, no one. He was a fool with a title. Aang lost absolute control as his emotions burst through. He began to cry hard, harder then he thought possible. He cried for the pain of his people, for the pain of losing the one woman he loved, the pain of absolute hopelessness and anger. Nothing ever went his way, nothing!
"Aang..."
The young avatar looked up,
"Roku?"