The wind blew high above the leafless trees as my radio broke up into static noises. My room felt so cold and empty, as if a plague washed away every single living thing. I stared at the full moon, remembering what Tenzin had told me about his uncle, Sokka. His girlfriend turned into the Moon Spirit, and is still living today.

And if you ask me, that sounds like total bull shit.

But, hey, it's Tenzin, and I trust him completely. Plus, some pretty wacky stuff used to happen where I grew up. There was this one time where I saw a huge snow beast. I was walking home in a blizzard when I spotted a mysterious white figure walking across the empty plain. I was fifteen, so it didn't scare me.

Anywho...

The night was cold in my room, even though I was wrapped up in a very, very thick blanket. I looked out on the lake and stared at the Pro Bending Arena, lit up like a Christmas tree. Then I shifted my eyes to look at downtown Republic City. It was so forbidden and empty, almost too empty.

I looked over at the clock hanging above my static radio. 12:14

I hadn't realized it was this late. I quickly shut my window, leaving my room to its quiet self. Well, except for the radio. I turned that off, too, and hopped into my comfortable bed. I suddenly started thinking of Mako, and how cute he was. He always -and I mean always- wears that adorable red scarf. His eyebrows, well, their unique. And his hair; I could just die.

I quickly stopped marveling about the boy of my dreams, and my mind drifted off to his girlfriend.

How could I be thinking about Mako when he's dating Asami? That's just sick, Korra. Sick.

I mean, I admit I am a little jealous of their relationship, but that doesn't mean I'm just going to seize Mako from Asami's hands. I'm not that kind of person, honestly. But I don't get what he sees in her. I guess she does have flawless hair, gorgeous lips, loads of money, and let's not forget: A gargantuan mansion! But I have lots of unique qualities that can win a guy over...

I am nice, powerful, strong, ripped, and the Avatar! Let's not forget my hair, either. These ponytails will make the men fall to their knees. I guess I should stop comparing myself to Asami. It's unusual, and just downright pathetic. I can get whoever I want, when I want.

Except for Mako.

That night -even though I refuse to admit it- I cried myself to sleep. I know it's piteous, but I just want Mako so bad. I woke up that morning, well, a mess. Half the sheets were thrown off my bed from endless nightmares, my eyes were bulging, the bags were just starting to vanish, and a dry steam of mucus that ended ended at my mouth was stuck to the bedclothes.

Bottom line, I was not pretty.

After about an hour of lying in bed, ten minutes of breakfast, and twenty minutes of getting ready, I went to the Arena to practice with Mako and Bolin. Please don't let Asami be there.

Walking into the training center, I was relieved beyond comprehension. Asami wasn't there, Mako was taking a break -it looked as if he'd been working really hard. His sweat was rolling down his face -, and Bolin was shooting Earth-Rocks at one of the nets. When I walked into the doorway, they both seemed to light up.

"There you are!" Bolin exclaimed. "Ready to practice?"

I walked over towards him. "More than ready."

"Good," Mako chimed in. He stood up and wiped the perspiration off his brow. "Because we have a big match ahead of us. Many, actually." We all shot at targets, nets, and just plain air before I was so tired that I needed to rest. I leaned my back against a wall and watched the two guys fight. They decided that fighting each other would help. Well, let's see how that works out.

Before I knew it, my lean-against-a-wall had turned into a sit-down-beside-a-wall. The water bottle in my hands was completely empty, and I stood up to go refill it. I didn't take two steps before Asami shot her head through the door. She walked in with her hands behind her back. I groaned silently and sat back down.

"Hey Fireboy!" she teased as Mako rushed to give her a hug. Bolin came and sat down next to me, and Asami revealed the mysterious object she was grasping.

"Oh," I stated, "What do you know? Flowers. What else is new."

Bolin chuckled. "I would much rather prefer food."

We both laughed as the lovebirds walked over.

"Take five, guys." Mako mentioned, still holding the flowers in his hands.

I stood up, needing to get away from this love fest. "Well me and Bolin are going to get some food."

"We are?" Bolin asked.

"Yes!" I motioned him to get up. It was probably a horrible thing, but I guess I was just trying to make Mako jealous. Not that It'd even work.

"Oh you're not going anywhere," Asami stopped us, shoving her body in front of the door. "We are all going out to lunch!"

Bolin jumped. "Yes! Where? I hope it's someplace with lots and lots of food. Oh boy I love food."

Asami smiled and backed away from the door. "Of course there'll be 'lots and lots of food'!"

"Well, don't keep us in suspense. Where are we goin'?" I added un-enthusiastically, yet somewhat delighted. I've rarely eaten out before, and Asami is so nice as to take us out. I sure hope she pays for it, though.

"Just this little eatery downtown. They serve soup and rice and chicken and-"

"Well let's go!" Bolin interrupted. "I'm starving!"

The little place wasn't half bad. The food was 'luxurious', according to Mako, the theme was fire, and that is my second favorite element, and the waiters were just plain delightful. We sat in a booth that seated four -I was on the outside, next to Bolin. And Asami was on the outside, next to Mako-, and the best part of it all: It was all free.

Thanks to Asami, which is extremely giving of her. So basically, things were perfect. I didn't think about Mako or Asami or relationships, just food! Bolin got sixty percent of his food in his mouth, and the rest on my skin. We all laughed and talked and had a great time. That is, until Asami asked me to go to the restroom with her.

We got up and walked to the bathroom, and the whole time I was thinking that she knew about my feelings for Mako. She was probably going to yell at me, or tell Mako, or worse. We walked in. Oh no. The door closed. Here comes the knifes. Asami reached into her pocket. I'm dead. She pulled out a white-stick looking thing, and handed it to me.

I flinched for a second, thinking it was some kind of atomic bomb. I grabbed it and stared at its contents. It had a screen on it, with two black bars showing. I stared as Asami, confused, and she looked entirely worried.

"W-What is this?" I asked, seeing tears evolve from her eyes. "Is it-?" She nodded her head. "W-With..." She nodded, again. Right then, my body disintegrated into a million black ashes. They fell to the floor, slid to the sewage-crate, and washed away to the sea. They were then scattered among the ocean floor, forever to be lost.

Or at least, that's what it felt like.

Asami broke out into tears and leaped at me. She pulled my neck down to the floor, with her arms around it. I set my arms on her back, in hopes to comfort her. When really, I was the one who needed comforting. So.. Does this mean that... Asami and Mako.. Did it?

My mind was whirling around in a pool of dreams, and Asami's child's life flashed before my eyes. In a few glimpses, I saw Asami having her child; a boy.

Now he's four. He just learned how to Firebend; Mako is so proud. Now he's sixteen. He starts drifting off from his mother and father. Now he's eighteen. Some guys off the street mug him, cleaning him dry of his money. He's beaten down really bad; he went to a hospital.

Now he's nineteen. He just got out of the hospital. His friends convince him to go to a bar with them. He goes, they abandon him, he walks home alone. A car comes by; the driver is drunk. The man hits him. He is now dead. Mako and Asami find his body the next day. They're heartbroken, torn down, tattered, shaken, and depressed. They had just lost their only son.

My vision flashed back to the present day. Asami was still on me, and I heard Mako calling her name.

"Asami," I squealed. "You've got to get up." She didn't budge. "Get up! Now!" I snuck my head out of her grasp and stood her up. I dragged her to the sink, washed her face, made her stand on her own, and walked out the door. I threw away the stick, knowing that if Mako saw, he'd leave her. He'd probably even leave the Fire Ferrets, his house with Bolin, Republic City.

Asami followed behind me, still shaken up as we stood at the table.

"Ready to go?" I asked casually.

"Yeah, even though we had to pay!" Bolin exclaimed, slurping up a bowl of noodles.

"Sorry..."

"Hey, Asami, are you okay?" Mako asked.

She looked up, her appearance as bright as day. "Yeah, fine! I'm sorry you guys, I'll pay you back."

"Thank you," Bolin nodded his head.

"That won't be necessary," Mako confirmed.

"What? This is an outrage! I demand a-" I covered Bolin's mouth with my hands, laughing at his wish for cash.

"Well, let's go," Mako was leading us out the door, his hand around Asami's shoulder. She turned her head around, mouthing words to me. I could just barely make it out...

Don't tell.