Note: I plan to do a Makorra feels (smut) fanfic where Mako tells Asami the truth and she feels she can't trust anyone anymore… leaving to talk to her dad since she wants check on him (as a excuse to leave). Leaving Mako and Korra feeling guilty again and Mako goes to Korra for comfort to explain everything… and they share a tender sweet moment —sweet smut (if there is such a thing) If interested please review or message me with suggestions and such thanks.

The avatar's bed room door swung open as she stumbled in grumbling inaudible words to herself. The frustrated avatar headed right to her bed shuffling her feet along the way. Basically collapsing, she landed face first in the blankets and let out a long held scream. With all might she gripping the blanket and futon under her hands, muffling her scream of total frustration and anger. Pausing a moment she lifted her head off the blanket and taking a breath. Sighing,

Rolling her body around she lay on her back, starting to kick her feet to get her boots off. Just too lazy to just sit up and do it herself. Letting them fall at the foot of her bed she brought her knees toward herself, curling her toes in as she let out another hard exhale cracking her back as it arched. Placing her bare feet on the covers flat, she slid them until her knees were a comfortable 45 degree angle.

Closing her eyes she tried to clear her mind… she knew she should be out mediating … but she didn't feel like it right now. She just was fed up and frustrated with herself…with everything. She was supposed to be the damn avatar and she still couldn't airbend for the life of her—just nothing. Yeah sure she could 'move' like an air bender but nothing more. She didn't know what her problem was…maybe it was that distraction of a certain firebender.

She sighed as her thoughts once again for the 100th time hover to him.

It had been a few weeks rooming together but her feelings didn't decrease like she hoped… they strengthen and even though she didn't want to admit it then but she could feel it now. Yeah she tried to avoid him by training almost 24/7 but it was hard. Thei interactions consisted of training, aguing, eating, arguing, fighting…sparing, more bickering…, and then some civilized convo. But no matter she couldn't stop thinking about him in that 'romantic light', she thought she had a hold of it and threw it aside weeks ago but she was wrong…

He was always on her mind even though she tried to forget him- just let him go—cut him off and make it easier for everyone. The girl tried to push him to Asami… but he would pull her back in… unintentionally of course. He was her friend and he cared about her, she knew it would be suspicious if she completely ignored him… she didn't want that sort of attention drawn to her.

He was always with Asami… comforting her and being the boyfriend he needed to be for her… like she asked him to do on the air ship. She tried to put on this front like she didn't care like she always did, but it was harder when she saw them all the time. It pained her so… she needed him too but that was impossible now… she needed to stay focused on being the avatar nothing more.

She sucked in air as she felt her eyes burn she closed them hard, why did all this had to so hard. She didn't understand what was so special about this ONE guy to make her heart ache so much… took hostage of her thoughts and she had no control of it. Yeah he was handsome and a great athlete… but it was deeper than that; he was generous, sacrificing, loving, dedicated… BUT confusing, a smart ass, a insensitive … at time over confident prink that cared at time just too much. And even though he was being a total ass to her before he apologized each and everytime… so she couldn't hold it against him. She couldn't stand him – but she loved him…