Jealousy

(Compromise Spinoff)

Inspiration/Ideas Cred. to Aaynra

A/N: I was really enthralled by the setup that aaynra proposed in her oneshot: Compromise. I decided to "continue" that story. Well, continue the plot that it follows. I recommend reading that wonderful fic before you read this one.

(Disclaimer: I have no idea if what I talked about with Monks/enlightenment in here was relevant at all. I basically made it up. Forgive me if it is completely inaccurate!)

Enjoy! :)

Katara and Aang flew back to the Eastern Air Temple on Appa, happier, and more in love, than ever.

"Yay! Avatar Aang and Master Katara are back!" The Acolytes squealed, running over to the now-landing bison.

"It's been so boring without you." Hui, an older boy said.

"The pop-quiz was terrible! Why did you have to make it so hard?" A young girl named Fu complained.

"It wasn't that bad." Una scoffed.

"I'm so glad you're back, Aang. I missed you a lot." Ming, a pretty girl of Aang's age said.

"And you, Master Katara! We have so much to tell you." Ogi said deviously. Penelope rolled her eyes but blushed anyway.

"Well, I can't wait to hear everything!" Katara giggled. "But Avatar Aang and I have to unpack and breathe for a bit."

The Acolytes sighed but understood.

"Oh don't look so down!" Aang smiled. "Remember, there's a bonfire tonight. Don't miss it!"

The Acolytes erupted in excited chatter. Slowly, they peeled off into different directions, except for Ming.

"That quiz was really something, Aang." She shoved herself between Aang and Katara as they walked to their rooms. "I mean, we barely had learned any of it! But I bet I did really, really well. I've been studying extra, extra hard."

"Oh! That's great, Ming." Aang said happily. Katara frowned. She wanted some alone time with Aang, and this girl was practically walking into their rooms with them.

"You know, I have been having a little trouble on the chakra sections." She said, in a fake-whine. "Do you think you could help me, one on one?"

Aang didn't seem to notice her obvious lie. "Sure, Ming. I'd love to."

Ming stopped at the door to their room and clapped her hands together. "Great! I'll see you soon, Aang." She turned to Katara. "Katara." She spat, and walked away.

"Well that was kind of rude." Katara said flatly.

"What? How?" Aang was oblivious, as usual.

"Well, aren't your Acolytes supposed to call you Avatar Aang? And well, I never told them to, but they mostly call me Master Katara."

"She was just being casual. It was a casual conversation. It's not like we were in class or anything."

"But did you see the way she looked me up and down? And the way she said 'Katara' sounded like some sort of threat."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Sweetie." Aang opened the door to their room. "You should probably ignore it."

Katara sighed, knowing Aang was probably right. It wasn't like her to be so paranoid, yet she felt odd about that girl. She was too casual with Aang, and it wasn't right. After all, he was their teacher. She should treat him, along with his girlfriend, with respect. But that wasn't always what happened. Katara constantly had to remind herself that Aang and her weren't that much older than most of the Acolytes. And as Katara knew well, Aang was very attractive, spiritually as well as physically. He was a role model, and a heartthrob to girls around the world. He was so smart and cunning, yet peaceful while creative. He also boasted big, grayish-brown eyes, a button nose and strong, defined muscles. This made Katara constantly insecure, yet also proud that she could call him her's. Maybe it was one of those things that triggered Ming's ease around him? Katara brushed the thought away. Ming was just being casual. Aang was right. She should ignore it.

And so she did.

Or, at least she tried.