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Chapter 1-Selections

Katara

"I pick Aang,"

Katara looked over at Azula, only to see the girl was burning with rage. She was in love with Azula, but could not bring herself to hurt Aang. The boy was her whole life and more, to say the least. The boy had saved the world and she thanked him with her love. She had fallen in love with the hero he was, but now that love was gone and she only loved him as a friend. Her love had moved on to a person better suited for the job, a person who could build her and not feed off her. She was in love with Azula. The only thing wrong with what she just said was, the fact she had just picked Aang over the Princess.

She watched, as Azula fell to pieces in front of her. The fire bender's body steaming, looking as though it was going to melt. Katara wanted to pull her eyes away from it, but she couldn't, the scene was intensity of it pulled her in. She could help, but fell herself get drowned in the power that was Azula. Even while self destroying herself, she was beautiful. As the girl's skin peeled off and her flesh and her blood polled on the floor, Katara felt herself become sick. The feeling burning her throat and lungs, the bile in her belly twisting.

When she awoke, the pain that flowed threw her was torturous. It flowed threw her veins and mind, at an endless speed, then she shot out of bed. She ran as fast as she could to the bathroom, but still didn't make it. The contents of her lunch and small dinner were spilled to the floor, in a bursting hemp. The acid that burned her as the vomit came up remained, even after she had finished. Katara looked up to find the floor covered in vomit and the smell of it burning her eyes.

She moved to stand, but found her legs lacked the strength to move her. Katara moved her body across the floor, in a way that she didn't have to move her legs. When she was at the bathroom's door frame, she then leaned on it to support it and stood. As she got up, her eyes caught sight of the mess she had made and shame washed over her. Lately she had been getting sick more often and she hoped it was not what she thought it was.

She walked over her bedroom doors and then walked out. A wave of sickness washed over her, but it was quickly pushed back down. She walked until she came to the kitchen and found a servant who was still on duty.

"My Lady, what can I do for you?" The girl said.

Katara watched the girl who looked no older then fourteen, "I need the bathroom in my room cleaned and a bath drawn."

"Okay. Would you like anything else?"

"No, Thank you."

Katara watched the young girl walk away and decided to walk through the palace courtyard, taking the long way back to her room. As she walked out the kitchen, it became apparent to her it was very late. She had not thought to even see what time it was, it wouldn't have mattered.

When she got to the courtyard the moon was shining brightly. The light was enough to make the lamps that hung around the open space brighter. She looked up at the moon and noticed it was around four or five in the morning, but she still didn't care. Lately she didn't care about anything, she had nothing to care about. She had lost everything she cared for and it seemed she would not get them back. Sure she had her family and friends, but her lover was gone and it felt like she took her heart with her.

Katara felt a cool breeze blow past her and pulled her robe tighter to herself. She walked faster to the other side of the palace and then quickly went inside. Her feet moved on their own accord to her room, walking not slowing as she went past her friends rooms. She couldn't bear for one of them to come out and catch her like this. Their was no explanation that would get her off the hook and lately they had been pressing her to tell them what happened. She couldn't fight off their advances forever and knew soon she would have to tell them what happened.

When she got to her room, the vomit was gone and the bathtub had been filled with steamy water. She quickly dropped her robe and stepped into the water. The heat inside the tub reminded her of Azula, the way it swallowed her and made sure she was warm. She sat back in the tub and closed her eyes, letting her mind relax and slow down.

When her eyes closed a parade of memories flowed threw her mind. Many things from moments with Azula, to now awkward dinners with Aang. She could help, but smile at the memory of laying in Azula's arms and being be the fire benders warmth. Then a memory of playing with Momo and Aang pasted under her eyes and her smile fell. She loved Aang, but she was not in love with him. She couldn't fight the need to protect him, but she had to protect and now heal her own heart. Even if that meant hurting him. Her heart was torn, not knowing if it wanted to stay with Aang and make sure he was happy or find Azula and heal her own heart.

She opened her eyes and looked around the room, the first peaks of sunlight were peaking just enough for her to see. Her heart winced, wondering if Azula was getting up because she liked to get up at the first peak of the sun, like most fire benders. She wondered if the girl was safe and where she was. Katara hated the fact she did not know where the fire bender was. Azula had left two days after they had broken up and Katara had no idea where she was. It pained her to know the girl had ran off, giving her no hint she was leaving, even if she didn't deserve it.

The water bender stood up in the tub and then got out. She walked into her room and then pulled out a fresh sleeping robe. Once she put it on, she walked over to her windows that faced the east side of the palace and opened them. Then she sat on her bed with her back on her head board. As she watched the sun rise she wondered where Azula was.

Aang

Aang walked into his bedroom, to find his girlfriend looking out the windows in their room. He could feel Katara's emotions as soon as he walked inside. The look in her eyes told him she was probably thinking about Azula.

Even though Aang was young, he knew when things weren't right. Ever since Katara picked him over Azula, things have gone down hill. They were fighting more and more, Katara never wanted to speak to him, and they stopped spending time together. He knew it was because of their relationship and how it had worked. He knew he had partly caused her to run into Azula's arms and make a new life there, but she had promised to love him. She should have tried harder to work things out, instead of running off to the first person willing to show her affection.

Aang walked over to their bed and sat down next to her, "How long have you been up?"

Katara looked over at the young monk and sighed, "Since five or four."

Aang frowned, things were getting worse everyday. First she stopped spending time with him, claiming to be sick or tired. Then she stopped eating, saying she was never hungry. Now she stop's sleeping, Aang couldn't take it anymore. He wanted his girlfriend back, the one who loved him in every way, shape, and form, "Why?"

"Couldn't sleep."

"You never sleep," Aang said, "We need to talk."

Katara looked over at with the same life less expression she had been wearing for weeks. Aang noticed she never smiled or laughed anymore, "You haven't been yourself lately...and I want to know what I can do to make things better."

Katara turned away from him, "It's not you."

Aang's hands gripped the sheets in frustration, "Katara just tell me what's wrong and how we can fix it. I need you and I love you."

He felt Katara touch him and wondered if their was a way to fix things. Her touch felt great to him, but he knew she could be thinking about Azula. It made him want to rip the memory of the fire bender from her mind. His heart was torn for Katara, he wanted her, but at the same time he wanted her to leave him and be happy. He could tell when she was thinking about him and could feel the influence the princess had on Katara. Whenever they made love, he could feel her mind thinking about the other girl. When she bite him and scathed him, he knew it was a since primal thinking, Azula had installed in her, "Katara, please we can work on this."

"Aang, give me time." the water bender pulled herself away from him and then got up.

Aang felt his heart breaking, "Okay, but where are you going?"

Katara looked at him and tried to smile, "To the courtyard."

Aang pulled Katara's arm and looked in to her eyes. He wanted to find hope and love and a promise for the future, but all he found was emptiness. He could feel her wanting to get away from him, "Don't...don't go. I need you."

Katara looked at him with eyes he never wanted to see. Tears made her eyes look darker than normal and her cheeks were growing a lite peach color. Aang dropped his head in shame and uncomfortableness, he couldn't bear to look at her and see how sad she was. It was hurting him more and more, to know he was causing her pain, "Katara...I want you...to know I...love you."

A cool hand was placed around him and he felt himself being pulled to a warm body. He could feel her skin near his and her breath on his shoulder; it felt great to touch her. He could smell her and could hear every exhale and inhale she made. But he could also feel tears on his back and running down his face. He knew one set was his own, the other tears must be hers. He couldn't move and wouldn't ruin their last bit of time together.

Azula

"Honey, you aren't going to mope around here forever?" A voice called out.

The fire bender in question sat up and looked at the other woman, "No and I'm not moping. I just don't feel like doing anything yet."

Azula watched the woman frown and hoped she was causing her no stress. She didn't want to be a burden in someone else's home. The fire bender stood up and walked over to the woman, "How about you go down to the beach and I'll meet you there in one hour."

The woman smiled, "For real?"

Azula ran a hand through her hair, "Yeah."

The woman smiled harder, "Okay. I'll make a picnic lunch and we can go swimming too.

Azula watched her walk away and knew she couldn't back out. She had been laying around the house for over two months and her room mate was getting tired of seeing her so upset, but today would be different. Today she would go out and sit on the beach, get some color back in her face, and take her mind off of her troubles.