AN/This was written before Sozin's Commet and after The Ember Island Players. Lemme know what you think!

She doesn't like me...

She's not SURE if she likes me...

It's the same as if she doesn't like me. She isn't willing to think on her feelings for me because we're in a war.

But that doesn't mean she DOESN'T like me...

It's as good as.

"Uugh!" Aang shakes his head. "I don't know if I can put up with this!" He whispers to himself.

"Put up with what, Aang?" Sokka asks from across the room.

"Nothing...! It's nothing..." Aang says mentally berating himself on not paying attention.

"Well, if you're sure Aang." Sokka says with a shrug before laying down and immediately falling asleep.

"Why...why..." Aang says letting his head drop onto the floor.

It was the night they saw the play. That horrible play. Where he was played by a WOMAN! And he lost to the Fire Lord! And Zuko died! And that stupid play pushed him to reveal his stupid feelings for Katara...and lead to his subsequent rejection. He couldn't believe he was so stupid as to tell her, and then when she clearly said she wasn't interested he still went in for that stupid kiss.

She didn't directly state anything--Which was why he was arguing with himself in the first place.

"Ugh." He whispers feeling his head spin. His thoughts were running circles an now he couldn't even think clearly. It was time to think of something else...something like...How all the Fire Nation people wanted him to loose!

They wanted their Fire Lord to win and to conquer the world! It was hard to imagine a whole country of people hoping he lost...The Fire Nation was so big and the people in the theatre were only a small part of the country. The overwhelming feeling of them wanting, hoping, praying he would loose was horrible. To hear them clap and cheer, to see them stand an ovation to his death, and to feel their emotions when he was defeated...it was...difficult to think about.

He looks over to see if Sokka was still asleep before giving into his tears.

Not only did a whole bunch of people hope he failed in his destiny...The one girl he could come to love in this world, one hundred years from his own time, to hear her deny him...to be rejected like that...

Well, she wouldn't have to deal with him any more...he could take a hint. She wanted to wait until after the war, but he wouldn't wait for her. She had her chance and she blew it. He was going to move on...treat her as always, but he would be over her. And if she realized she didn't love him, good for them both...And if she realizes she does...well, he'd be long gone.

He was the Avatar, he didn't have time to chase after girls. He had to train, he knew that now. Especially after all his sleep deprived, pant-less dreams. He had to focus on what was going to come. Katara had just driven the point home.

They were at war.

And if the tears fell from his eyes even faster, who was there to tell?