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Blue Sunny Day

Matt had refused to go near the City, or near the others for a while. He had a lot to think about.

So with his guitar slung over his shoulder, he had gone to the furthest reaches of the beach area, using an ability he kept under wraps. Shouldn't be people from a few miles at least, unless they had followed him doggedly.

Unslinging his guitar, he settled on a rock and started to play.

Early light that burns my eyes,
A minute more the sun will rise
And paint the bright blue sky with yellow gold
I’ll be dead asleep by then,
Shut up in this box again
Until it’s gone
Outside I can hear it
Birds are singing, bees are buzzing, sun shines overhead
I’d be there to see it but I can’t get out of bed
Since the day you left the weather always feels this way
One more blue sunny day

With a heavy sigh, he continued to play in the midst of the wonderful lakeside view he found.

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She had actually hoped that she'd be able to catch him, and without having anything to do, it wasn't as if she had her selection of places to go. When she saw him by himself, singing alone, her heart went out to hi: there he was, just dealing with everything quietly. She walked over gently, taking off her shoes and joining him.

She was, after all, the type to search for Matt until she found him.

When she reached him, she sat down by him, and quietly put her head on his shoulder. He was free to jerk away, she wouldn't have blamed him, honestly.

He didn't jerk away when she did, her presence welcome. But instead of saying hi, he swung into the next verse. It wouldn't make any sense, but he was pouring his emotion out right now.

Looking for an easy mark
I hit the Denny’s after dark
And take a lonely waitress home to drink,
She’s sincere, but halfway through
I find I’m wishing she was you
My blood goes cold
I guess this date is over
Several hours later I’m the only one awake
All these streets are empty, it’s just me and my mistake
One by one the stars go out as black sky turns to gray
One more blue sunny day

"Hi Katara," he said in a small voice.

Katara felt like she could have shrunken into oblivion right now. She would have done anything to erase the melancholy in Matt right now, put it all on her if she could. It was as if all the things Nura and Eva had told her started to evaporate: it was a lot easier to give advice when they didn't have to see Matt like this.

"Hi," she said softly. "So I...I guess no marriage ceremony for you, huh? I'm sure Will would have wanted to see the city."

It was REALLY hard to talk and not get choked with sobs. Somehow, she was managing.

"Naw... turns out Will and I are kind of uncomfortable with the idea," said Matt as he held up his hand and it poured off darkness for a brief moment before he clenched his fist and it winked out. "Turns out too my spirit is disharmonius to them right now."

Katara did notice the darkness, and Matt could see that Katara was visibly bothered by this. "Matt, what's happening? What's wrong with your hand?! Are you all right?"

His spirit? But how?

"I dunno," replied Matt, shaking the darkness from his hand. "I suppose it has something to do with how I feel right now, but if it was just that, I probably would have gotten in."

Katara turned a moment, knowing full well she was in tears and having no wish to have Matt see her like this. He was a good guy, and if he hadn't been feeling the way he had, she knew that he would have been accepted easily.

"I only know one other person as you are," she said softly. "You should have been able to go into the city."

"Yeah," said Matt as he rested his hands on his guitar. "But to be honest, I kind of didn't want to. Maybe that's the reason why."

Katara took his hand. "Me neither," she said, taking a moment to wipe her eyes. "I think taking some time to talk with my girlfriends did me some good. I'm just sorry you have to be here by yourself."

She was quiet a moment. "You can be honest, Matt. Do you regret the time we had together? I won't get upset, I swear."

And she actually did mean it.

Matt's response was a shake of the head. "How could I regret what was easily some of the best months of my life? Katara, I do still enjoy your time and your presence with me."

"But, right now we need to make sure that whatever we do from here we make sure everyone is okay with it."

She managed a smile here. "Thank you, I needed to know that: because I've been happy with you too, Matt. I haven't felt this happy in months, and I have you to thank for it."

She clutched her knees. "But I...I can't keep hurting Aang, because I know what this is doing to him. I know what Will means to you, I remember her telling me in detail, and I saw it when you two were together. That's what Aang means to me, and I to him. If Will were here, YOUR Will, I know you'd break it with me, and I'd understand why."

She sighed. "Not that I think he'll be around me now."

"We'll speak with him together."

Matt reached out to take her hand, but a flicker of darkness in his fingertips made him pause before withdrawing a little. "We went into this knowing that one day we'd have to separate, be it by saving the universe or just becomes it has to happen. Remember?"

She widened her eyes. "Matt...you don't have to do that. I know that it would be hard for you."

Jeez, where did a guy like this come from, to be this amazing?! He wanted to talk to Aang too? But she was concerned about that darkness too: what did that mean?

"But...I'd like to ask something of you: something that's selfish of me, and I know I have no right to ask it."

She paused. "Can I just...stay by you, today, and just hear you sing?"

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"No, I gotta. If only that I need to know first hand what kind of person that enamored my girlfriend before we got together," pointed out Matt.

He nodded as he tuned up the guitar again and strummed it a little.

I got my first real six string... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFjjO_lhf9c)

She flushed. She could have gone all night talking about Matt, but the truth was he needed to meet Aang for himself. For that matter, she still didn't know if Aang wanted anything to do with her: she knew she had really hurt him, and she'd have to deal with the choices she'd made.

She leaned on his shoulder, sighing. "I hope she comes back for you. You deserve her."

"So do I. But thank you." And really there was little else to be said but play.

And she sat there by him, listening quietly, head to his shoulder.

There were no words to describe how happy she'd felt with him, how he had made things more bearable on the ship. But he was right: this was something that had been coming, and with Aang here, she knew that things were going to change.

So she would stay by him, as boyfriend and girlfriend one more day, listening to him do what she loved best: expressing himself in song.

Sokka, being a Water Tribesman, jumped at the chance to get near some real water again. And so he had been doggedly hiking along, enjoying a real breeze and the sound of the tide against the shore, when another sound reached his ears. Music. He half-turned and followed the sound along the empty beach, until cresting a dune he found himself looking down at Matt. He winced, turned to go, then thought better of it and scrambled down the dunes towards the other young man.

He approached, standing a few feet away with hands in pockets. The clattering of his various weapons and other gear of course had probably given him away.

"Hey."

Yeah it really did. That, and Matt could detect someone a mile away. "Hey."

"Sokka right?" added Matt.

"Yeah. That's me. And you're Matt, right?" Sokka replied, eying him up and down.

"Yeah."

Hmm how to start this out... oh right. "Your sister is a wonderful person."

"Yeah. I know she is. She's been like. . .she was practically another mother to me after our mom died. She's strong. I love her a lot," awkward pause time.

"You care about her?"

"I do." replied Matt confidently. "But... I also care enough to let her go if need be."

He sighed. "You were probably round when Will was on board... well, the earlier Will, right? Things got complicated after GlaDoS took her."

"I remember her. Kind of." He paused again, rubbed the back of his neck. How to phrase this delicately.

"I don't really object to you guys. I mean. If it makes her happy. But I also care a lot about Aang and how this is hurting him, too."

"She's very good at taking care of people," admitted Matt with a nod.

"Yeah. Though, I know that sooner or later she'll be with Aang again." Matt chuckled softly. "If anything, I was expecting it, sometime, someday. I just, well, I don't want her to be sad. Even if it means bottling up my own feelings too."

"I'm not sure. Aang was pretty broken up when he found out." Thanks, Zuko. You're so good at this kind of thing.

"Dunno what he's gonna do."

"Ogod," exclaimed Matt, facepalming. "I just hope he doesn't come looking for a fight. I'd hate to defend myself and cause a ruckus..."

Sokka stared at Matt like he'd grown another head.

"Aang isn't that kind of person. He doesn't fight unless he absolutely has to, and he's the last person I'd see picking a fight with you. Or anyone." He scowled, a bit annoyed by Matt's implication that Aang of all people would start trouble.

"He's like a brother to me. And I'm not happy with you guys for the pain you're causing him. Most of all because Katara hasn't really been acting like herself since we got here and I keep thinking that maybe there's something I could have done to help or something."

Matt stared and then laughed, for once in mirth before he wiped his eyes. "Sorry... I just, never really got to meet him y'know? I didn't want to get a bad first impression."

He shook his head a little. "To be honest, I hate seeing people in pain too. I'm not quick to violence or anything but I sometimes feel like I'm playing in someone else's yard y'know? Any suggestions would be good."

"I wish I could tell you something that would help. But usually it was here taking care of me, not the other way around." Sokka shrugged, feeling suddenly helpless.

"Well, okay. As a brother, what do you think I should do? Honest opinion even if it means 'break up with her'." said Matt. "Your honest opinion here."

"Support her. None of us," and by that he meant the Gaang, of course, "are angry at her. We're just confused. She's still my sister, you know? And I'd give her a shoulder to lean on if she felt like she could talk to me about it, but I don't think she does anymore. We've just. . ." he sighs.

"We've had too many disagreements and arguments since we got here. Counting one about you two."

Matt nodded. "Spoken like a true brother," he said with a nod. "To be honest, we went into this knowing that sometime we'd have a situation like this. I wanted to make her happy, for as little time as that needed be."

He smiled and lightly thumped Sokka on the shoulder. "I owe you and your friends an apology though, for getting together with Katara. Just because it feels like I stepped into something the rest of you have, y'know? And I need to square things with Aang."

"You don't owe me an apology. Maybe you owe Aang one, but I dunno. He wants her to be happy. But he also loves her. A lot. Like, really, truly deeply love of his life kind of thing. I'm not sure how this is going to effect him." Sokka grimaced.

"Ergh, yeah." Matt heaved a deep sigh and shook his head. "I know I'll have to talk to him definitely. And make sure that I don't hurt Katara with any decision."

"I dunno. It's all kinda complicated." Sokka sighed.

"It's probably not going to end well."

"Probably not. But the heart should mend. It has to. For her sake."

Aqua had picked up on the darkness radiating from Matt ever since he'd come back from his ritual. It was easy to recognize--she'd seen it enough times with Terra, after all. And it was why she knew she had to follow him all the way out here.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

Matt lowered the guitar to look at Aqua. "Stuff, mostly." he said with a sigh. "It's complicated relationship problems at the fore of it, but I think it's just another thing on the compound list."

He recognized her from the ship though the name wasn't coming to her. "I'm Matt and you're...?"

She gave him a soft smile. "Everything's complicated. I'm Aqua. You're on the Council, right?" She thought he looked familiar somehow.

"Yeah I am," replied Matt as he budged over for the woman to sit down. She was pretty, but a lot of people on the ship were inordinately pretty. He wondered about that sometimes. "Council head, though it's more of a title than a position."

"What made you decide to follow me all the way out here can I ask?"

Aqua knew she had to answer this question delicately. The last time she'd tried, she'd only ended up pushing Terra closer to the darkness and farther into Master Xehanort's trap.

"I was worried," she admitted. "I saw you leave for the ritual, and when you came back, something was wrong."

Matt nodded, his expression turning down a little. "Yeah, something was wrong all right. My song was pretty dis-harmonious."

He held up his hand which wasn't smoking with inky darkness, but it was like he could feel it there, the slippery feeling all over his fingers.

The way Matt was looking at his hand made Aqua realize it was now or never to act.

"You sense it, don't you?" she asked. "There's a darkness inside you. I think if there wasn't harmony, it means that you're still fighting it, but you have to be careful. The darkness can be very powerful, and it doesn't let go of people easily."

"Yeah, I do sense it," said Matt as he looked over his hand, as if he could see it boiling to the surface. "I... I honestly don't know why I'm demonstrating darkness though. It's never been my element."

"We were always taught to beware it," Aqua confessed. "It's strong, and that strength is tempting, but it's easy to lose yourself to. Those who think they can master the darkness usually end up consumed by it."

"Back home it's a duality thing. Where there is darkness there is light. But to be honest, this is worrying me." Matt twisted his wrist around as if to summon up a flame, but darkness smoked off it, making him grimace. "Blast..."

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