A/N: This is my first ever fanfic…..I hope you all like and please review. I'm a writer/artist of my own original work for nearly 25 years….A lot of unpublished works but you can feel free to check out some of my artwork on my Facebook page (/goat14). I also have two urban books out (for mature audiences) if you are a fan of that genre. Please R&R If I owned Avatar, I would be dead from suicide because of the horrible movie, so NO I don't own this universe that I'm writing this story in.
Ch. 1
The sun shines brightly over the small floral shop in Republic City's market district. Tara sweeps the floor of her grandmother's shop. She then takes a jade pitcher and lightly waters the fresh moon flowers that are adjacent to the sunlight. She brushes her auburn hair out of her face. Tara's brow is moist from cleaning up the shop, preparing it for the day. She takes off her apron and sits down, her cat purrs against her leg. A rare breed, sold to her mother by a man named Siam. The cat jumps into Tara's lap, tugging on Tara's braided ponytail.
"Oww, quit it Paws!" Tara yelps in laughter and pain. "I haven't forgotten your milk." She walks over to the oak pantry and gets the fresh milk delivered an hour earlier. Tara marvels at the beautiful glass the milk jug was made of. No doubt the sculptors are skilled sandbenders and firebenders from the factory west from the city. That was where most of the glass used for the buildings in the city was made from. "Good morning Katara, is your grandmother in?" A young man asked as he peeked his head inside the shop. Tara perked up when she saw him. He was seventeen with hair as dark as night, olive colored skin and jade eyes. His name is Yinchen. She always adored hearing him say her full name, Katara. It was more than a regular name. It was the name of a master waterbender from the Southern Water Tribe who was also the wife of the Avatar.
"No, she hasn't arrived yet. She's waiting on my mother to come back and they will both arrive together I suppose." Tara said. Yinchen smiles at her as he steps inside the shop. He has on a dark tan apron with a short sleeve green shirt and black pants, nearly two meters (6'5) tall clean shaven with an impeccable smile. He stares at Tara wearing a pattern robe of white lotus. "You looked great." Yinchen said nervously. "Thanks." Tara said, blushing a little. "So, did you want to leave a message for my grandmother?" she asked. "Oh! Right…Tell her that when she comes in that my father has selected some of the best cabbages for her and he has them at the shop. I'll bring them over in about an hour. Okay?" Yinchen nervously said.
Tara giggled because she always thought Yinchen was so handsome, yet he had this air of goofiness about him. She often wondered could it be because he found her attractive? With that thought, she giggled some more. "What's so funny?" Yinchen smirked. "I have something in my teeth?" He smacked his hand across his mouth after stating that. "No it's not that, it's…" "YINCHEN! Come help me with my new cabbages!" "Wow, that was my granddad. I forgot how fast he can still get around now. He had just left for Ba Sing Se a couple of days ago, and already back." "That's the wonders of technology." Tara said. "Well, talk to you-" the two both said, then laughed. "See you later?" Yinchen asked. "Yeah." Tara said. "I'll be here….."