EDIT: Hey, everyone! So I promised I'd continue one of my one-shots and I'd figure why not start with my first one? So to clear a few things up, I decided to make the original one-shot a sort of prologue to the rest of the story. But I guess you could also consider it the first chapter if you want. So hopefully you'll all like what I decided to do with this. And as always, I like complete honesty. Just don't be rude!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Avatar or any of it's characters...but if I did, that would be so cool!

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Hey, so I'm kind of new to this and this is my first fanfiction. So please go easy on me. But tell me if you like my writing style or if you have any suggestions. Much appreciated. Thanks and enjoy!


It's More Than Enough


Prologue


Toph Bei Fong sat across the dinner table from the air bending monk who seemed to have been in another world by the way he was acting. He stared at the balcony that was to the left of the large dining table and she realized that he was staring at the stars that dotted the skies. His lips were also moving very slightly and she figured that he was counting them.

Toph knew Aang extremely well by now. After about three years, she realized the little things that Aang did when he tried to distract himself during formal events like this one. He always put his elbow on the table and leaned his chin into his hand. Occasionally some important diplomat that Toph could never remember tapped Aang on the shoulder and asked about his opinions about current economical issues and things like that. He would simply sigh deeply and would say he would surely discuss the matter later. He also found something to distract him like following the cracks in walls or counting the stars.

Toph wasn't surprised at his current mood. She remembered the day in her head clearly. She was walking out of Iroh's tea shop three years ago right after the war. She happened to overhear the conversation between the water bender and her student on the balcony.

"I'm sorry, Aang," she said in an apologetic voice. "This isn't going to work."

Toph imagined the utter shock in Aang's face. "What do you mean?"

She felt Katara turn away from the sunset. Toph backed out of the doorway slightly, but stayed close enough so that she could hear what was happening.

"I mean there's nothing happening between the two of us. When I kiss you, when I'm near you, there's nothing there. I feel like I'm forcing myself to love you." The last sentence came out choked due to the tears that seemed to be streaming down her face.

"I'm so sorry."

Aang wasn't moving. His heartbeat was dangerously slow. He didn't say anything for a while and the two of them just stood there for a long while. Toph didn't know how many minutes had passed but she felt the tenseness of the situation and frankly it made her the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Thankfully, Katara decided to end it early and walked toward the doorway back into the shop. Toph quickly ran to one of the tables where Sokka and Zuko were sitting pretending she was listening to their conversation. She felt Katara walk by swiftly hiding her face. Aang hadn't moved a muscle, still stunned by the confession his first true love had given him.

Looking at Aang now, she couldn't exactly blame him for feeling so low. Having to show up to Zuko and Katara's wedding in the Fire Palace had to be heart breaking for him. But she couldn't say that she didn't know how it felt either. Aang had always been her symbol of freedom and her chance to show the world exactly who she was. He broke her out of her prison and became her first and ever friend. She remembered how she would always look forward to anything that had to do with Aang, let it be training with him or simply sitting next to him. Her heart would flutter every time he came near, but thankfully no one else could tell.

She often cursed herself for acting so girly. She shouldn't be feeling this way towards anyone. She had more important things to worry about and one of them was definitely not drooling over a boy. But he fascinated her in ways she couldn't imagine, in ways she couldn't explain. He practically completed her and made her want to get up every morning.

She knew jealousy and it hurt all too much. Whenever his heart sped up when Katara walked near, she felt like screaming at him and earth bending him into the ground. But she had better composure than that. She simply turned away and pretended that it didn't bother her. But she remembered when the two of them kissed at the invasion, their bodies extremely close, and their hearts going at a mile a minute. Her chest hurt and she felt like she couldn't breathe. She went below deck and she felt herself starting to cry. No one seemed to notice due to the fact that she was sea sick the entire way to the fire nation. But she knew that her heart had been broken and at the time, she didn't think it would mend.

So here she was feeling the same painful feeling that Aang had been feeling for the past three years and even more so now. By this time, all of the people who were sitting at the tables had gotten up to dance. Katara and Zuko were in the middle dancing with each other and laughing the whole time. Everyone else surrounded them in the midst of a thousand other conversations.

Aang got up from his chair and walked over to the balcony and stood outside. Toph knew that he had to be in the worst pain of all. She didn't think anyone else would feel the way she did and she truly felt sorry that the fun loving monk had to endure it. She stood up and decided to follow him. She pushed through the thick crowd of people and tried her hardest to concentrate on Aang's light footsteps.

She walked outside and immediately felt the cool breeze brush across her face. She slowly walked over to the edge of the balcony and leaned on the edge looking into nothing. She noticed that he was doing the same thing.

"Aang, are you okay?"

She obviously knew the answer, but she just needed to hear a human response from him.

"I'm fine," he choked out. He could not have told a bigger lie.

Toph turned herself to face Aang and brought herself back onto her feet. "No, you aren't."

It must've taken Aang by surprise because he immediately looked up and stared straight into her sightless eyes. Neither of them moved. She wondered if Aang saw the same hurt in her eyes that she knew he had. Then, Toph felt his arms wrap around her waist and his face hid in her shoulder. She heard him crying, truly crying out all of his pain. The great avatar cried like a child in front of the young earth bender. Toph wrapped her arms around him as well and rested her chin on his shoulder.

The closeness between them was comforting for both of them. Toph realized at that point that all Aang needed was someone to understand him and what better person than his best friend. Toph patted his back very lightly.

"It's okay. It's going to be alright," she whispered.

She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his sobs. She hoped that someday, maybe not now, he will love her with the unconditional love that she had for him. Secretly, she had hoped for more romantic and loving moments to erupt from the two of them, moments that she would treasure forever. But she realized that comforting her best friend in his time of need wasn't at all disappointing. It'll have to do for now, she thought. But it's more than enough.


So, yeah. A kind of sad yet fluffy Taang one-shot (well not anymore actually). Tell me what you think. REVIEW!!!!