Blue Sunny Day

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

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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[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

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.

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

"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."

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

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?

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"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."

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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."

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"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."

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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.

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

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."

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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."

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

"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?"

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

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?"

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

"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)

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

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."

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

[kaya-waterwave.livejournal.com]

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.