#MY LOVELY FRIEND STARI FOUND THIS IMAGE AFTER I LOST IT

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giggle. this outfit of theirs is so important to me. the pink shirt and socks. the green with the dark green-grey hat and pants. the way everything goes with their fur colour. I love you bespoke fashion wizard

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Kataang Week 2021: Day 2- Home

Welcome to day 2 of Kataang Week, Home.

Words: 2,112

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Growing up in the Southern Air Temple, Aang was always told that he wasn’t allowed any earthly attachments. The Air Nomads didn’t believe in tying themselves down with worldly possessions or people - they believed in freedom and spiritual enlightenment. So, for a while, he did too.

Until he met her: the Watertribe girl with deep, cerulean blue eyes and dark, chocolate colored hair. The airbender had never seen someone so beautiful, so captivating.

Aang knew what a physical home was, his being the Southern Air Temple; but something had always been missing for him, even at his young age.

His mentors had long since released their attachment to the world, achieving spiritual enlightenment. He had always been told to do the same, and until meeting Katara, had planned on doing so. Something about her, though -be it her caring nature, the way she spoke to him, or even just her smile- seemed to keep him grounded.

As they traveled the world together, his attachment to her appeared to grow- transforming from a simple crush into something more. Aang never told her, or anyone else for that matter; but he did speak to the stars.

The Air Nomads had been gone for one hundred years, but when Aang would sleep under the stars at night, he could feel them. It was as if they were always there, watching over him.

***

One night, when he couldn’t sleep, he looked up at the stars with glossy eyes, and spoke softly.

“I miss you all, more than anything in the world, and I will never truly forgive myself for leaving.”

He choked back his tears, knowing that if he started crying, he wouldn’t be able to stop.

“I just feel so lost, so alone. If I were at the Air Temple- if I were home… maybe I could stop feeling this way. But something, or someone, has been helping me to feel less alone recently.”

Aang smiled softly, looking in Katara’s direction, then turned his eyes back to the stars above.

“I think… I think I might love her- Katara. I know I’m not supposed to have any earthly attachments, but I just feel… connected to her. What should I do?”

Almost on cue, the wind began to pick up, swirling all around him. As he looked around, Aang smiled, watching as the leaves and loose flower petals danced in the wind. He knew it was a sign, a message from the Air Nomads, telling him what he should do.

As the wind died down, he set his gaze back upon the stars and smiled, bowing in respect.

“Thank you.”

***

After that night, Aang had decided to keep his feelings for Katara at bay, at least until he knew whether she felt the same. She had given him subtle hints, through kisses on the cheek, frequent hugs, and soft-spoken words. The waterbender had a rather tight grasp on her feelings, and often kept them bottled up inside. Although Aang wasn’t blind to the way she looked at him, or the stares they received from their friends, he didn’t try to push his luck with her, as he was scared of pushing her away.

It wasn’t until he met with Guru Pathik at the Eastern Air Temple that he knew the depth of his connection with Katara.

***

He had arrived at the Eastern Air Temple with Appa, in search of a Guru. This man had attached a note to Appa’s horn when he was lost, informing Aang that he had been awaiting him, ready to help him take the next step in his Avatar journey.

Nervous, but ready, Aang set his eyes upon the man and eventually began working through what needed to be done.

Guru Pathik had told him that in order to master the Avatar State, he would need to open all of his chakras. Aang agreed, and with the help of the older man, had opened the first three chakras rather easily.

However, when he made it to the fourth chakra, he made a realization.

“The fourth chakra is located in the heart,” Guru Pathik had told him. “It deals with love and is blocked by grief.”

Aang began to see a vision of the Air Nomads, lined up behind one another, appearing to be meditating. He felt his heart begin to swell at the sight of them and smiled, until they started vanishing, one by one.

He heard Guru Pathik’s voice, “you have indeed felt a great loss; But love is a form of energy, and it swirls all around us.”

Aang watched as the floating smoke that was once the Air Nomads began to swirl in the sky, transforming into something else. He was floating in the air, waiting for the smoke to settle.

He squinted, trying to focus on what the smoke had transformed into, when he saw her.

“The Air Nomads' love for you has not left this world. It is still inside of your heart, and is reborn in the form of new love.”

Aang listened and watched as the cloud of smoke formed a face- the face of Katara, the moment he first saw her after waking up in the South Pole.

He knew, in that moment, that he and the waterbender were connected, and that she meant more to him than he had ever known. The airbender began to shed tears, and gently wiped them away, opening the fourth chakra.

The fifth and sixth were simple and he was able to move through them quickly. But the last, and final chakra was the moment he had decided what his choice would be, forever.

They sat atop a platform under the stary, night sky. Guru Pathik informed Aang that opening the final chakra would grant him full power and access to the Avatar State, but once the process began, it must be completed.

Aang had agreed, until he knew what, or who, he had to let go of.

“The Thought Chakra is located at the crown of the head.” Guru Pathik explained, “It deals with pure cosmic energy, and is blocked by earthly attachment. Meditate on what attaches you to this world.”

Aang began to see visions and images of Katara, bringing a smile to his face, before the older man spoke again.

“Now, let all of those attachments go. Let them flow down the river, forgotten.”

The airbender’s eyes flew open, appalled. Angrily, he said, “What? Why would I let go of Katara? I... I love her!”

Guru Pathik shook his head, “Learn to let her go, or you cannot let the pure cosmic energy flow in from the universe.”

Throwing his hands in the air, Aang protested. “Why would I choose cosmic energy over Katara? How could it be a bad thing that I feel an attachment to her?”

He felt at a loss; just a month prior, he had received a sign from the Air Nomads, telling him that his connection with the waterbender was what he needed. But now, he was being told to let her go in order to master the Avatar State.

Conflicted, he weighed his options, eventually coming to the decision to let go of Katara, despite his connection with her. As he did so, he saw a giant figure of himself glowing purple, at the end of a long path. He followed the glowing trail, coming to a large orb and stepping inside. Before he could fully open the final chakra, a vision of Katara chained up clouded his sight, and he jumped from the orb, falling through the sky.

Despite Guru Pathik’s protests and admonitions, Aang left the Eastern Air Temple, choosing his attachment to Katara over the cosmic energy, locking the Avatar State.

***

That event had been some time ago, but had never left his mind. Before his battle with Ozai, the airbender had found himself in a strange place, and was at a loss of what to do.

Aang had decided to contact his past lives in hopes of receiving advice about whether to spare the firelord’s life. In the midst of doing so, he had met the Air Nomad Avatar before him: Avatar Yangchen.

After much talk of the Air Nomad ways, Avatar Yangchen had told Aang something that he hadn’t thought about in months, bringing him back to his choice at the Eastern Air Temple.

“Many great and wise Air Nomads have detached themselves and achieved spiritual enlightenment,” she said. “But the Avatar can never do it. Because your sole duty is to the world.”

Before having been through what he did with Guru Pathik, he wouldn’t have thought much about Avatar Yangchen’s words. But after choosing his attachment to the world, it became clear to him why he couldn’t let go of Katara.

To choose detachment and spiritual enlightenment would have kept Aang distant, separate from the world. As the Avatar, he needed something, or someone to keep him grounded- someone to keep him connected to the world. For him, it was Katara.

Aang kept this in his mind during his battle with Ozai, as he still was unable to reach the Avatar State. But during his lowest point, when he thought all was lost, he was able to reconnect with his Avatar Spirit, savoring his connection with Katara.

***

It had been almost 30 years since the end of the 100-year war, and Aang was celebrating his 43rd birthday alongside his friends and family. He stood on the balcony of the Jasmine Dragon, looking out into the sunset over the tops of buildings.

He had asked for a small get together with his closest friends and family, not wanting to make a large spectacle about it. He and Katara had been together for the majority of the 30 years, and had been married for 25 of them. He thanked the spirits every day for her, as she did for him.

They had three beautiful children: Bumi, Kya, and Tenzin.

He smiled, leaning his elbows on the railing. It felt just as it did all that time ago, where everything began.

Aang heard someone behind him and looked over his shoulder, not surprised as his wife made her way beside him.

She smiled at him, “feels familiar, doesn’t it?”

He chuckled softly, “yeah, it really does.”

They stood in silence for a few moments, watching the sunset with each other’s company. Aang was the first to break the silence. Turning towards Katara, he placed his hands on her waist and looked into her blue eyes.

“Did I ever tell you about my time with Guru Pathik at the Eastern Air Temple?”

She looked up in thought, “well, you told me that you chose attachment over cosmic energy, but nothing more.”

“Yes, well,” he nodded, and she placed her arms on his shoulders. “I chose my attachment to you over everything.”

She tilted her head slightly and raised a brow at him.

“Why would you have done that?”

Aang looked out into the sunset before turning his head to face her once more.

“Growing up as an Air Nomad,” he began. “We were always taught that earthly attachments would drag us down and keep us from spiritual enlightenment.”

She nodded, so he continued.

“Before I met you, I had every intention of detaching myself from the world, but that all changed the moment I opened my eyes and saw yours.”

Katara blushed and looked away momentarily before turning back to him.

“How did I change your mind?”

He pulled her closer and kissed her cheek softly.

“I’m afraid that’s a long story that I can explain another time.”

Katara started to speak, but Aang continued.

“The short of it is,” he smiled lovingly and placed his forehead on hers. “I felt a connection with you from the moment I laid my eyes on you, but it took me awhile to figure out exactly why.”

She returned his smile before placing a gentle his on his nose.

“And what did you figure out?”

Aang waited for a moment to answer, making Katara anxious.

“You’re my home, Katara. You always have been.”

Tears began to fill her eyes and she kissed him, pulling him closer. He returned the gesture in kind, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Katara pulled away after a few moments and smiled at him, love emanating from her eyes.

“I love you, Aang.”

He pulled her into another kiss, and she smiled before returning it.

The two benders remained on the balcony for what seemed like hours, reliving their first official kiss as a couple, in the arms of each other. In the arms of each other’s homes.

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Next will be ‘Dance.’

Thank you to everyone who is reading, and I can’t wait until the next one!