Zutara- Whats Love without Tragedy (Lemon)

One Hell of a Reunion.Part 2

Sokka

"We need to give her time," Sokka concluded, setting down his spoon.

In the family home within the large structure, Aang, Sokka, and Sekku sat down to what felt like a fractured dinner. The moment Zuko had left, Katara had gone silent, shock and grief finally cracking her composure.

"Sokka... she hates me... and she's right," Aang muttered, clutching the cheek Katara had slapped earlier.

"We all tried to find her," Sekku added, his voice calm, trying to ease Aang's guilt.

"But I'm the Avatar! She's right to hate me... After Fire Lord Zuko ended the war, I did nothing. I was nothing."

"Aang, you were recovering. Rightfully so," Sokka said, taking a sip of the five-flavored soup. "Don't forget Azula shot you down with lightning, and Katara even said Zuko betrayed you down there."

"I should have fulfilled my destiny, Sokka... Instead, I ignored it." Scooting back from the table, Aang created space between himself and the meal, his gaze dropping in disappointment.

Then, with the resolve he should have summoned years ago, Aang rose to his feet. Flicking his wrist, he bent the air around his staff, letting it whistle against the wood.

*whizzz*

"Where are you going?" Sekku asked, tilting his head as the sound cut through the tense room.

"To find Katara," Aang said, determination flaring in his eyes.

"Wait a minute. Are you sure that's a good idea?!" Sokka yelled, springing to his feet. "Don't forget—I just banned her from seeing Zuko. Last time I tried to keep her away from someone, she nearly left with you! Don't you remember?!"

"I see your point..." Aang said, hesitating. Then he looked at Sekku. "Perhaps you should go talk to her. She doesn't know me well, but you two... you seem close," he added, recalling how effortlessly Sekku had wrapped his arms around her shoulders earlier.

Sekku ran a hand through his long, brown hair, pushing it back. "Honestly, Aang, this is more of a family matter. I already feel like I overstepped my boundaries earlier," he admitted.

"I think Aang is right, Sekku," Sokka said, nodding. "I'm sure Katara's furious with me—the whole 'man telling a woman what to do' thing." He air-quoted the phrase, well aware of how much his sister despised being controlled. "And Aang... well, she's clearly not your biggest fan right now. Especially after... whatever happened with Zuko."

"That's for sure," Aang muttered, a twinge of jealousy crossing his face as he remembered the few details he'd uncovered.

Sokka rolled his eyes and turned back to Sekku. "Having someone fresh to speak with could calm her down... quicker. Suki! Where's Katara?"

Suki entered the room quietly, walking toward them. "She's... blank in there," she said, lowering herself into a chair at the table. "She has nothing to say... but she's so upset with Aang."

She grabbed a bowl to eat, though it was clear she barely touched the food. "She's not even hungry," Suki added, her voice heavy with concern.

Sokka gulped down the nervous saliva in his throat as he watched how quickly Suki grabbed a bowl.
"I'm sorry, Suki. All day I've been asking a lot of you. I didn't realize you hadn't eaten." His words tumbled out fast, the guilt heavy in his chest. Regardless of being the chief of the Southern Water Tribe, he knew better—his wife's wrath was scarier than facing a thousand warriors.

"It's alright, Sokka. I'm not upset, just hungry." Suki's tone was softer now, though her exhaustion was clear. "I put Kenos down to bed earlier too. The nanny said she'll check in on him tonight since she knows we're dealing with a lot as a family."