Golden
Today, Azula was Ty Lee's one and only—and vice versa—and they were in love. They also were alone, which seemed to be the most important factor. Ty Lee said absolutely nothing about it because she never could vocalize the problems she had with this perfect, golden relationship.
Azula was a better person when there was no one else around, anyway.
"Describe my eyes. Win me over," Azula demanded, which made things needlessly complex.
"Your eyes are…" Ty Lee froze and tried to think. "I'm not good at words and stuff. I'm more of a physical person."
"If you want me as badly as you claim, you will figure it out," said Azula, leaning back and waiting while Ty Lee broke out into a sweat.
"Your eyes are golden. Does that count?" Ty Lee could not have tomorrow be sad.
"A color does not count," Azula replied and Ty Lee panicked and kissed her.
It was the best she could do.