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Author's Note: Everybody else was jumping on the bandwagon so I thought that I would too; with my favorite pairing.

A is for Aang

We never meant to hurt him. We weren't trying to be cruel. Truth is I didn't even know he liked her that way. His feelings became noticeable the day we told the group that we were getting married. It wasn't a secret the fact that we were dating. I guess he always felt there was hope as long as we were only dating. Perhaps seeing the red and blue necklace around her neck was the straw that broke the camel's back. He congratulated us and smiled at us, but his smile didn't reach his eyes. And I saw the wistful glance that he threw her way, while she was talking to her brother.

I saw him sneak out of camp, while he thought no one was looking. I quietly followed him. We walked quite a distance until we reached a stream. He sat down close to the water; I stood on the edge of the forest uncertain how to approach him. I wasn't sure what to even say, somehow saying, "I'm sorry that you're hurt, but too bad, so sad," seemed a little harsh. I decided that silence was best for the moment so I walked up and sat down beside him. We didn't speak, just stared out over the water. After a while he broke our silence.

"You know, I saw all the signs. I always knew that we wouldn't end up together. A fortuneteller told her that she would marry a powerful bender, I foolishly thought that it would be me." He laughed a sad, bitter laugh before continuing.

"The funny thing is that, that very same fortuneteller predicted no love in my future." We lapsed into silence once again. I sat there pondering what he had said, uncertain how to respond. He stood up, before I could say anything. I tried to stand up as well, but he put a hand on my shoulder indicating that he wanted me to remain seated. I looked up at him, waiting for him to say something.

"I'm happy for you, I truly am, but at the same time I still wish it was me instead of you." Then he turned on his heel and walked away. I stared after him, wishing I knew what to say and what to do.

We never meant to hurt him. But I guess deep down I always knew we would.