This is what we do during our summer vacation, we write random fan fics :D

(And we know while reading the summary, you read the part about The Boulder in his voice)

We hope you enjoy the story!

Slow spinning lights and soft voices filled the air; giving the night a sense of mirth and frivolousness. Tarps rustled quietly in the wind and sugary sweets glistened lazily on their stands. Snack foods crackled and spat in their oil, and their vendors yelled at passersby. One man with outrageous eyebrows boasted about his sweet pastries while another plump woman offered brightly colored sweets to the children that passed by her.

Kala's eyes drifted to and fro, looking at the vast assortment of colors and faces. She couldn't even hear herself think over the din of the festival. Everywhere around her was alive with motion and the buzz of excitement. A young pair of children brushed through her legs as she walked, and they continued to dart in and out of the massive crowd. Men and women milled lazily, drinking in the sites as the carnival whirred. A fire eater breathed huge pillars of smoke from his lungs and a puppet show had attracted quite the crowd a few feet away. While walking past a large brightly ornate tent, she could dimly make out the voice of an announcer excitedly speaking to the crowd.

Come one, Come all! Come see something that will shock and amaze you! Watch her brave dizzying heights and land as light as a feather! Watch whirlwinds dance in front of your eyes as our amazing air bender steals your very breath away!

Her ears pricked involuntarily and she looked back over her shoulder, giving the tent a second glance.

Airbender? Did he just say Airbender?

Kala couldn't resist a look and back-tracked, moving towards the large tent, the giant canvas entrance glittering impressively in the twilight as she approached. With a flourish she pulled back the fabric, gliding gently into the stuffy air of the circus tent. Dozens of onlookers blocked her line of sight and she pushed through them to get a better view. Spotlights shone down, eclipsing the center ring in a golden light. She followed the gaze of the crowd upwards until she caught sight of the girl high above them.

Her beautiful gown waved lazily in the night air, and it billowed around her as she twirled on her heels working the crowd with a dazzling smile. From here she looked to be about Kala's age, around seventeen years old, and she could tell from her youthful features and slender frame. She strode confidently across the thin tightrope barely chancing a glance downward as her bare feet moved expertly across the wire. Bright blue tattoos were apparent on her bare legs, and Kala's eyebrows rose as she recognized the pointed arrows.

A man whistled and almost on cue she dropped. The crowd gasped as one as she plummeted downwards but as they watched the girl dipped and curved. She spun, not once, but three times in the air before thrusting her hands out in front of her. Great streams of air whirled around the tent, making an audible reverberation in the air, and she was propelled upwards by the gale. She spun in the air landing lightly back atop the wire where she had started. Her ponytail bounced as she bowed to the cheering crowd.

There was no doubt about it, that girl was an air bender.

Let's give another round of applause to the fabulous, the gorgeous, the spectacular Yuki!
The announcer yelled as the crowd screamed for more. The girl, Yuki, beamed as the crowd buzzed and twirled around on her heels. Her dress flowed with her and billowed around her as she leapt into the air, arms dancing as she pulled the air currents beneath her and flew across the tent. She alighted from one perch to the next, the air propelled to and fro as she danced above their heads. Her dexterity was amazing as she flipped and pirouetted across the great expanses.

Kala couldn't help but feel admiration towards the girl as she continued her act. Her physical prowess was impressive and no one could deny her obvious talent as an air bender.

Now that's someone I would love to hang out with. Kala thought as the show rose into a finale. Great gales made the fabric of the tent billow and expand around the screaming audience and Yuki spun, one daring feat after the other.

The announcer hadn't lied: her breath had been taken right out from under her.

"Fabulous! Absolutely fabulous performance, Yuki!" The ringleader's top hat bobbed up and down as he clapped excitedly. Yuki flushed, her shy smile spreading across her lips as she was praised.

"Thank you so much." She said dipping her frame into a low bow before him. He waved her gesture away with his hand and gripped her by the shoulders.

"I talked to a man tonight who came all the way from Ba Sing Se to see us! Ba Sing Se! All because he heard of our, and I quote, 'extraordinary Airbender performance'! You my dear, are taking us places!" He was practically bubbling as he leaned in to kiss her forehead roughly. Yuki reddened drawing away from him as he beamed.

"Oh please don't say that. I'm just a side act! Our traveling family has so much more talent than just me! There are a lot of reasons people come to see us."

"Your modesty is charming, but you do know you're allowed to take some credit once in awhile?" He grinned moving away from her vanity to peer around her quarters. He rifled through a fruit basket that had her name printed on it in gold lettering, and hungrily munched on an apple as he flopped down on her bed.

"I've decided, for our next string of shows I'm putting your act in the main tent. You'll be our headliner!" He sneered in delight, apple juice dribbling down his facial hair as he ate ravenously. Yuki gripped her dress tightly between her fingers, a sinking feeling pressing in on her gut as she looked at him.

"But I thought we said I could take a break after this last show?" She looked at him, eyes wide feeling her heart being stung as he rolled his eyes. He sat up looking at her seriously and she involuntarily lowered her eyes.

"Why must you always do this, Yuki? Are you ungrateful after all I've done for you? After I generously took in, not just you, but your sister as well?" He begun to pace as he glared at her.

"O-Of course not," She stammered continuing to look at her feet, "It's just I've never been able to do anything that I-"

She was cut off mid sentence as he spun on his heels to look at her. He closed the distance between them and loomed over her; she flinched visibly as though she had been struck.

"You've never been allowed to what? Do what you want? What kind of spoiled attitude is that? Perhaps the reason I don't give you whatever whimsical motion glides into your empty head is because you wouldn't be able to handle it, Yuki. You are an incredibly naïve child, don't you forget that. The world is much darker outside this circus, you'd be eaten alive."

Yuki gulped, hanging her head as he continued.

"Hey!" A strong female voice resounded around the tent abruptly, causing the Circus Master to stop mid-sentence and Yuki's head to bob up in surprise.

"Back off, that's my sister you're yelling at." Yuriko practically growled, golden eyes smoldering under her beautiful features. She stood in the doorway, one hand holding open the fabric of the tent and the other pointed accusingly at the Ring Master.

Her amber brown hair fell messily all around her shoulders and framed her face; it partially concealed her pale skin like the foliage of the jungle would with the face of a crouching tiger. Her height was impressive, but her frame was delicate and elegant like Yuki's. But where Yuki's body concealed dexterity and grace, Yuriko's contained a certain unspoken power and strength. Her eyes were wild and everything about her was tainted with a certain deadly beauty. Yuriko would always be a rose; eye-numbingly beautiful but not without her thorns.

She moved past the stunned Ring Master briskly while he straightened and glared at her. The dangling hem of her dress swished loudly against the ground as she crossed over to Yuki. With a spin she had turned back around to face him, sitting delicately on Yuki's vanity beside her.

Yuki stared up at her older sister with wide, glistening eyes and Yuriko chanced a sideways glance at her. Her eyes softened and the edges of her pale lips turned upwards ever so slightly. With a gentle motion Yuriko held her sister's quivering hand and then turned back on the Ring Master, who had now composed himself and was staring at Yuriko evenly with arms crossed across his chest.

"As I was saying…" He continued, clearly keeping his anger in check, "I will not allow Yuki to simply walk out on this Circus to pursue whatever stupid idea she has thought of this time."

"The only stupid idea here is the notion you seem to have that you can keep us under your thumb for however long you like." Yuriko retorted sharply.

"You two are not my prisoners; you're my employees!"

"Then why does it feel like a jail?"

"Well I am starting to think putting bars on your windows might be a necessary precaution!" He screamed cheeks red and distended as his face contorted with rage. Yuriko raised an eyebrow and Yuki shook. He sighed loudly pressing his hand hard into his forehead. The girls waited silently as his tried to tame his anger.

"I would like to think I have been quite reasonable up until now, girls." He started again, speaking slowly and carefully. "I've listened to your complaints, haven't I? I didn't force you to be a part of Yuki's act and I instead allowed you to run the ticket booth, as per your request, didn't I? Yuriko? Even though you are quite the talented Airbender I respected that you didn't like to perform. Didn't I?"

"With some persuasion if you remember." Yuriko said eyes boring into him angrily.

"I digress." He said holding up his hands, "What I mean is…I have done so much for you. Is it that hard to do something for me? Just one more season! That's all I am asking! After that, you are welcome to go wherever you please anytime you want."

He spread out his hands, holding out his offer to them. Yuriko clenched her hands into fists and Yuki could see her gritting her teeth.

"Yes, that's fair." Yuki said quickly before her sister could snap back at him. Yuriko looked at her surprised and the Ring Master smiled with satisfaction.

"See? That wasn't so hard now was it? Thank you, Yuki." He grinned pleasantly, smile dripping with a fake sweetness. Yuki lowered her eyes and felt her heart sinking as he started to leave the tent.

"I'll see you two bright and early tomorrow morning, girls!" and with a flourish he had flung open the tent and had vanished into the night.

Yuki hung her head and closed her eyes, waiting for her sister to reprimand her weakness with baited breath. She scrunched up the hem of her dress in the palms of her hand out of habit and remained still. Yuriko sighed gently and moved away from the vanity, she crouched low to the ground so she could look up at her younger sister's face. Yuki refused to meet her eyes however and Yuriko chuckled, grabbing her face gently, cupping it delicately like someone would a porcelain doll. With a gentle motion she guided Yuki's face upwards so that they were face to face, and her heart caught in her chest. Yuki's big eyes swam with tears and her bottom lip was quivering with the effort to control her emotions; Yuriko couldn't help but pull her younger sister into a tight hug. She squeezed her gently as she felt her body shake with silent quivers.

"I-I'm sorry, Yuriko. I know you said I should be s-strong against him, but I couldn't stand to see him yelling at you like that." Yuki sniffled quietly into her sister's shoulder.

Yuriko pulled away from her, giving her a gentle but firm expression.

"You need to stop worrying about me, and look out for yourself for once. I can handle that old sour face just fine, it's you who needs to get out of here. I know how hard it is here for you, and look at how many times he has promised to let you go! He continues to break his promises to you because you let him walk all over you!"

Yuki sighed and looked down at her hands.

"I know." She sighed quietly. Yuriko smiled and gingerly ruffled Yuki's hair, pulling herself into a standing position.

"Don't worry; I am going to get you out of here. Promise." She extended her pinky to Yuki, who smiled lightly linking her own around it. They shook and smiled at each other, an emotion only sisters would understand passing between them.

"I'm sorry guests aren't allowed beyond this point…For any reason." Yuriko's ears pricked as she heard the irritated male voice a few yards outside her tent.

"I'm not doing anything wrong! I just wanted to see Yuki. Don't you guys let people compliment your performers anymore?" This time it was a female voice, it rang out loudly clearly irritated. Yuki's head bobbed up at the sound of her name and Yuriko's curiosity got the better of her. With a few powerful strides she was at the entrance to the tent and with a flourish she had pulled away the canvas opening and stepped outside. Yuki bounded behind her sister and looked around her timidly to the scene before them.

One of the stagehands, a tall muscular man with a full beard, was barring the way towards their tent from a young woman. She was strikingly beautiful, even in the dim light, with cocoa colored skin and piercing eyes. Her body was adorned with a dark blue parka, common with people hailing from the Northern Water Tribe. Her dark brown hair fell across her face and one side was done up in a neat loop, securely fastened in place with an ivory bead. She held her ground against the stagehand even though she was clearly at a physical disadvantage.

"Hey! What's going on here?" Yuriko's bark, caused the stage hand and girl to both jump simultaneously. He was the first to regain his composure and tipped his top hat low to the both of them, bumbling out a half-hearted apology.

"Sorry miss. I was just escorting her out of the area, I'll be going now." He mumbled gruffly grabbing the water-tribe girl by the shoulders roughly.

"Hey!" She yelled struggling against his massive hands.

"That won't be necessary." Yuriko called shortly, stopping him dead in his tracks.

"What?" He looked at her dumbly.

"Let her go."Yuriko continued icily, "She merely wanted to show her appreciation for my sister's act. The last time I checked there wasn't a law against that now is there? So if you would be so kind, Yuki and I will take care of her from here. It will be hard to try and convince her that we are indeed civilized after the way you treated her."

The stagehand's mouth dropped open and was clearly at a loss for words. The girl seized the opportunity to scamper out of his grip and trot over to Yuki and Yuriko. Yuki smiled at her gently and Yuriko steered her towards the tent, glaring at the stunned stage hand all the while.

"Thank you for standing up for me like that." The girl said thankfully when they were safely inside their quarters.

"Don't mention it. It isn't the first time the management and I haven't seen eye to eye and it certainly won't be the last." Yuriko said, gingerly sitting down on a velvet cushion on the ground. She motioned for Kala to sit down on the bed and Yuki folded herself neatly by her vanity, staring at the girl with her great big amber eyes gently.

"I'm Yuriko by the way." She continued, "And from the sounds of it, you already have seen Yuki before."

"Oh yes! I saw your performance tonight, and it was simply amazing! I've never seen an Air Bender before, and you were simply incredible." The girl gushed smiling at Yuki who blushed profusely. "I'm Kala, by the way."

"You're too kind, Kala." Yuki said timidly smiling at her, "But it means a lot that you would come here to tell me that. So, thank you really."

The two girls grinned shyly, both blushing slightly and Yuriko grinned watching the two.

"You look like you've been on quite the journey." She said eyeing Kala's outfit and bag slung across her shoulders.

"Oh I guess you could say that…" Kala smiled gently, and Yuki sat at the edge of her seat excitedly.

"Oh please! Tell us all about it!" She prompted her sincerely, and Kala couldn't help but begin her tale. The three girls talked far into the night and not one of them seemed to want to stop. Kala had traveled all the way from the Northern Water Tribe by herself and Yuki was fascinated by her tale. She had never heard of something so brave; she couldn't imagine striking out on her own in the Earth Kingdom like Kala was doing.

As Yuki became more and more engrossed with Kala's story, a slow smile spread across Yuriko's cheeks. The two girls were getting along famously and an idea was slowly beginning to develop in Yuriko's clever brain.

"Where are you headed next?" Yuriko finally asked Kala, hoping her hunch was correct.

"Oh, well I plan on going to Republic City." Kala said excitedly. Yuki gasped audibly and was nearly falling out of her chair.

"Republic City?" She cried in delight, "I've always wanted to go there! I heard it's just absolutely gorgeous! I can't believe you are actually going there!"

Kala giggled as Yuki gushed and looked at her gently,

"Well you're welcome to come along if you want! I'd be happy to have you."

Yuki's eyebrows darted up in surprise at the offer and Yuriko grinned. Yuki sat back down softly, looking down at the floor suddenly growing fidgety and nervous.

"I…Thank you…I just don't know…"

"Yuki." Yuriko's voice cut off whatever excuse was forming on Yuki's tongue and she looked at her sister seriously. "You should go."

Yuki looked at her sister surprised, eyes wide with fear.

"But the Ring-Master would never let me!"

"Then don't ask for his permission!" Yuriko said voice full of conviction as she rose to her feet. "That jerk has it coming to him! He'll never let you just leave; this is your only chance to do what you always wanted. A chance like this doesn't come along everyday Yuki. You should go with Kala."

Yuki glanced at Kala, who smiled at her gently, then back at her sister.

"But what about you?"

"Aw, I'll be fine. I can cool the old guy down and keep him off your trail so you two can get out of here. And who knows? Maybe I'll slip out of here in a couple months and join you two." Yuriko smiled gently clasping her sister's hands together tightly. "Please, Yuki. I promised I'd get you out of here…Don't make me a liar."

Yuki's eyes swam, moved by her sister's selfless attitude and she flung her arms tightly around her. She hugged Yuriko closely and whispered in her ear.

"Thank you."

Yuriko smiled, squeezing Yuki gently and Kala smiled trying not to intrude on their moment.

Yuriko straightened and looked down at her sister with eyes full of fire.

"Well come on! You can't just sit there! Go get your bags ready! We have to get you and Kala on the next train to Republic City!"

The two girls grinned broadly from ear to ear; and Yuriko pulled Yuki gingerly to her feet. She moved hastily to her dresser and started to pack her things into a large canvas shoulder bag. Kala helped Yuki prepare and Yuriko ducked her head outside the tent to make sure the coast was clear. They were ready for the journey in barely no time at all and with a fluttering in their stomachs and the wind at their backs they started forth on their new adventure.

Introduction of the authors!

Momo: The official writer (and fluffer), and creator of Yuki (And Jirou, but he'll come later)
Has An Addiction To Capitalization. :3

M&M: Official organizer/technical person, and creator of Kala (Plus Shiro, he'll appear in a few chapters)
Is mentally dating Sokka

Fayzee: Official editor (and fangirl), creator of Jemma and Qilaq (they'll come soon)
Likes to steal Momo's shtuff

We'll have introductions of our other 2 authors next chapter when they come back from their vacations.

Please review and tell us what you think of our story! :)