Fortune-telling

Summary: Aang is confused and tries to clear things up with a visit with Aunt Wu. Aang/Zuko yaoi.

Warning: This is yaoi, slash, boy/boy, M/M, if you don't like that then get out. If I get any flames for this reason, it's not going to be my fault.

Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Air-Bender. Sadly, I don't own Zuko or Jet either. :(

ATTENTION READERS. You can access the revised version of this fic at h t t p : / / c o m m u n i t y . l i v e j o u r n a l . c o m / p e n n e d _ a 1 1 i _ s u n / 1 7 1 9 . h t m l (take out the spaces)

.:Chapter 1:.

(Sokka's POV)

"How long is this gonna take?" Sokka asked. He was annoyed, and he had every right to feel that way, in his opinion. He hated this town! He hated how they relied on some cracked-up old woman, and how they did the craziest things after listening to her.

"Don't you want to spend the night here?" Katara asked. "It's a comfortable and sanitary place, and I'm sure the people in this village will be glad to give us our dinner meal. After all, Aang was the one who saved them from the volcano."

Sokka's eyebrow twitched. Why, oh why, did his little sister have to be so smart and practical? What was her problem?

He glanced over to Aang. He was rather worried about his Avatar friend, for he had been acting odd this past week. He was quieter then usual, there was almost no trace of the hyperactive-little-kid attitude. And he had often seen Aang just staring into space with the weirdest expression on his face. It wasn't describable, not if you used one word. It looked like a mixture of confusion, thoughtfulness, and maybe even fear.

At the moment, Aang had caught Sokka's stare and forced his lips to tug up into a smile. "It's probably not going to take long," He said, "Unless you guys want to get your fortunes, then we're going to camp out tonight."

Sokka let out a whoop of joy, while Katara frowned. "Well, I guess that's okay then. I'm going to get some food for our dinner," And she walked out. Aang stared after her. Usually, Sokka would joke about the two "love birds", but there was something different about this stare. It didn't look like Aang was admiring his sister, instead Aang looked at her with the same calculating frown he'd had on throughout the entire week.

"Yo, Aang, are you okay?" Sokka asked in his most casual voice. Aang let out a yelp as he jumped in surprise.

"I'm fine!" He said loudly. Sokka quirked an eyebrow, and Aang sighed. "Really, I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"Okay…" Sokka said. He looked like he really wanted to say more, but a pretty young girl had entered the room. Sokka stared at her, and it was only after he looked extremely carefully at her when he had realized who she was. "Meng?" He said in surprise. The girl grinned. She had gone through puberty, as well as her growth spurt, and her teeth had grown out. It was amazing how those little differences made a huge impact on her appearance.

"Yep, it's me!" She said cheerfully, and glanced hopefully towards Aang. Sokka saw that he was looking at Meng with the same, confused expression, but he snapped out of it.

"Hey," He said. "Is Aunt Wu there?"

"She was expecting you," Meng said proudly. "And so was I! I'm really getting good at this, I've already made some predictions for people, and they even came true!"

"That's great," Aang said, and stood up to leave. Sokka looked back at Meng.

"What kind of predictions were those?" He asked suspiciously.

"Well," She began, "Today, I predicted that the fruit cart would sell fruit for people's breakfasts, mainly oranges. And a few days ago, I predicted that it would be colder in the morning, and warmer at noon, and colder again in late afternoon. And on the same day…"

But Sokka seemed to have zoned out. He didn't hear her voice, he was wondering what was wrong with Aang. Why was he staring at girls with that weird frown? Why was he so quiet all of a sudden? Sokka's eyebrows twitched once again in annoyance as Meng's voice seemed to grow louder and louder. And why, why, why did they have to come back here?

(Aang's POV)

Aang stared as Katara walked out. He should like her, he should like her very much. She was pretty, smart, a wonderful water-bender, she was perfect for the Avatar. Why didn't he like her?

He knew that answer.

He just didn't want to admit.

"Yo, Aang, are you okay?" Aang jumped.

"I'm fine!" Aang snapped, much louder then usual. He saw Sokka's eyebrow raise, and sighed. "Really, I'm fine, don't worry about it."

He'd been lying a lot lately.

"Okay…" Sokka said. At that moment, a girl entered. Aang looked up. Within moments, he recognized Meng, the girl who had had a crush on him. She was much prettier now, and taller too, and her hair didn't look like a giant poof ball. He should be attracted to her. He wasn't.

"Meng?" Sokka said in surprise. Meng grinned, and Aang noticed that her teeth had grown out.

"Yep! It's me!" She said, and she made sure to flash that smile towards Aang. Aang's mouth twisted into a frown.

Why?

Why?

Why?

No, this wasn't polite. He shouldn't act this way, he was the Avatar. "Hey," He said in acknowledgement. "Is Aunt Wu there?"

"She was expecting you," Meng said proudly. "And so was I! I'm really getting good at this, I've already made some predictions for people, and they even came true!"

"That's great," Aang said, and stood up to leave. Sokka's and Meng's voices faded behind him as he walked down the corridor. It was vaguely familiar to him, and it brought back the memories when he had had that huge crush on Katara.

Dammit, why?

"Hello, Aunt Wu," He said politely when he saw the old woman in front of him. She had a strange, knowing smile on beneath heavy cosmetics. "Are we going to use the bones?"

"No, no," She said, "There's no need for bones. I'll revert to the basic methods. Come in," And she gestured towards an opened door. He walked in, and she followed.

"So, how has the past week been?" Aunt Woo said, as if she was trying to start a conversation. Aang stared.

"Huh?" He said.

"How has the past week been?" She repeated patiently.

"Well, okay, I guess," He said slowly. She shook her head.

"Trust me, young Avatar," She said. "If you come to me with your questions, I will provide better answers.

Aang looked nervously at the woman in front of him. He looked nervously at the small fire next to them, he looked nervously at his pants, he looked nervously at the door.

"I'VE BEEN HAVING DREAMS," He yelled. "I've been having dreams the last week. I don't like Katara anymore, I don't feel anything towards Meng, and they're both gorgeous. I'm confused, I don't know what I'm supposed to do, what I'm supposed to think, how I'm supposed to feel, I don't know ANYTHING! I've been having dreams about…about…"

"No, stop, let me guess this one," Aunt Woo said slyly. "It is a he."

"You…uh…he…Yeah," Aang said, and he rubbed his neck in an embarrassed gesture.

"He is a powerful bender."

Nod.

"He has a wild temper."

Nod, and a small giggle.

"His name starts with a Z," She said with a rather scary smile.

Nod.

"U…"

Nod.

"K…"

Aang's head had disappeared, and in its place was a giant red tomato, bobbing up and down in agreement.

"Now, really, Avatar, must I go on?"

Aang gave a shuddering breath. "You're right," Aang said. "I mean, about Zu—the guy."

"Tell me what the dreams are like," She said.

"Well…" Aang began, then saw her facial expression. "Not like that!" He cried in outrage. "No, I mean…well…" He growled and hit himself in the head.

"Okay, here's the deal," He said. "So the first dream was with Iroh. He just walked up to me, and said 'The Avatar gives Zuko hope…the Avatar gives Zuko hope…the Avatar gives Zuko hope…' over and over again. And then he disappeared, and I woke up.

"The second dream had all the past Avatars in it. And they were all with this other person. Avatar Roku was with this woman with amber eyes. Avatar Kyoshi was with this man who also had amber eyes. And so on."

Aang waited for Aunt Woo to say something, but she seemed indifferent, almost casually interested, as if he was telling her a nice story.

"So then I had the third dream. And…and Zuko was in it," Aang swallowed, but continued. "Actually, there were different Zuko's. There was Zuko as I see him, with his scar and everything. And then there was him as a little kid, smiling at me and asking me to play with him. He said he wanted me to be his best friend, he said he liked me even though I had this weird arrow on my head.

And then, there was another him, lying down," Aang said. His eyes showed sorrow for what he had seen in his dream. "He had this wet cloth over his left eye, and he was crying. And then he turned and talked to me. He said that he deserved it, and it was just a test, and he would be okay. And he would find me, the Avatar. He spoke like he didn't know I was the Avatar, but that made sense, because he didn't know me then." Aang felt a small tear creep out of his left eye. "He…he was crying really bad.

"The last dream was the one I had last night, and that made me wanna go talk to you. See, we were in this small room, and we were talking. I was crying, and I felt really scared and sad. His eyes were red, but he didn't cry. He was talking to me, and I talked back, but I didn't even feel my own mouth moving. He said—" Aang stopped and blushed.

"Aang, the sooner you tell me everything, the sooner you will know everything," Aunt Woo said calmly. She seemed extremely interested now, almost giddy with excitement. Aang nodded.

"Okay. He said that…he would always love me. No matter what happened. And that we would get out of this okay. And I said that…that…" Aang took a deep breath. "That I loved him too," His voice sounded extremely high, "And we kissed."

Aang wished he could melt. Or sink in the ground. Or just disappear altogether. But Aunt Woo gave the strangest giggle. "I understand your embarrassment. Why don't we find Maang and get some tea and rice balls? Then we will discuss."

Aang nodded and followed her towards the door. But when she opened the door, a boy crashed down towards the floor. A certain water tribe boy, with brown hair and tanned skin.

"Sokka!" Aang exclaimed. He was now redder than ever. Sokka gave a lopsided grin.

"Hi."

A/N – Thank you for checking this out, and please review so I can see what you think. Criticism, praise, and flames are welcome. Actually, only flame if you don't like the quality, I don't want to hear ANYTHING about how "disgusting" yaoi is.

I have corrected my spelling. Maang and Woo no more, Meng and Wu has taken their place. Thank you for correcting me, and look for the second chapter! n-n