Ok. so this was made for a literary fair at my school. At first I was sad 'cause i didn't think fanfictions were allowed, but when I asked my teacher she said that i would count as a parody. Then my next problem was that it was too long for the 1000 word limit, so I just just it in half and sent two stories. I HAD to make it school apropriate, but hopefully it's still good. Well... Im done talking for now. Enjoy
I Don't Own Avatar; The Last Airbender
Eyes…
Why was it that every time he closed his, all he could see were hers?
Those eyes that were full of determination and concentration as she moved gracefully through her attacks with her ever present water whip...
Eyes that were so loving one moment, then full of anger the next.
Those deep blue eyes that stood out against her copper skin…the same eyes that were the first thing he had seen, when he was finally able to open his, after being shot with lightning by his psychotic sister. Why was it that all he could think about lately were her and her mesmerizing blue eyes that had been filled with tears when she thought she had been too late to save his life, right after her had just saved hers? It pained him even more than what he survived by the lighting strike that went right through his heart. He hated to see her cry, yet he loved it at the same time. He was never happy when she wasn't happy, but the way the tears caused her brilliant eyes to glimmer just sent the most wondrous feeling through his body.
No matter what he did or where he went he couldn't seem to get vision of her eyes out of his head. It wasn't only her eyes that were a permanent vision stuck in his mind as well. When he went outside, the clear blue sky reminded him of her…when he looked at the currents of a river or the push and pull of the ocean waves, all he could think about were her amazing bending talents. He would think of how strong and skilled she was for controlling her element so fluidly. He almost envied her that she had such an amazing gift…he always thought that his element was so unfair to have. All it did, was cause pain and destruction. It burned everything in its path, leaving nothing but ashes and sorrow when its tirade was over.
The moon was as large as her eyes… the stars shimmered, just as her eyes did whenever she gave one of her usual speeches about hope to lift the spirits of her comrades. Even the fresh aroma of the rain that showers the gardens in his palace seem to carry her enticing scent, teasing him in the most wondrous of ways. He tried so desperately to push the thoughts of not being able to tell her how he feels away…the thought hurting him too much to think that they could never be together. He regretted not having told when her when he had the chance, many had come up. Now, he might never get to see her face again or her haunting eyes
This was Zuko's point of view , though I didn't put a name. The next ones Katara's. Please review.
Thanks to Xia Cheyenne for editing.