Lovers saddest tale: Part Two
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except for the blasted poem. And the depression and breakdowns (does happy dance)
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Katara walked through the woods her mind not thinking, not breathing. She just walked, walked to keep herself from thinking, from remembering. Remembering the looks he gave her, remembering the smiles and the sensual touches. She registered the hot salty tears that now ran down her cheeks but did nothing to stop them. She was a walking corpse, no meaning, no life, yet she still lived on in a futile attempt not to die in sorrow and need.
She wandered in her mind, desperate, in need.
Need to be loved, to be held, need to live, need to die.
Her heart ripped itself apart as she cried.
She cried for her loss, she cried in despair.
Her body moved but did not live.
Suddenly memories flashed through her vision. His face, his smile, his eyes. All of it passed i her mind. She fell to her knees as she could not hold herself up any longer. The tears came in a steady flow now. She felt her heart rip in painful tears. She felt her body react to the memories, she slowly tried to shut off her fragile mind to stop the pain. She tried to fend off the memories in a desperate attempt to keep her little sanity left intact. She screamed as she felt all of the flooding emotions, the sorrow, the pure pain of it all.
She told her mind one phrase over and over. "Just forget, just forget" It became a mantra and she repeated it dutifully to herself as she hugged her knees and rocked back and forth. Her whispers could be heard through the trees. One broken girls futile attempts to forget and pull away from the pain. Katara lay on the soft grass and began to fade. Her body lay intact, but her mind decided to go into a sort of hibernation. She breathed and continued to whisper. "Just forget." And forget she did.
And slowly all her memories of Zuko faded.
Life was lost and she felt so gone, her soul cried in sadness.
Sadness of the happiness she once felt, sadness for the fading memories of his smiling face.
She slowly began to die as she felt her life slowly slip away.
Zuko wandered to the far lands, wandered over the hills and through the forests. He was a shadow among the land, a swift shadow that no one noticed and no one wanted to notice. This shadow that wafted an essence of pain. He never lingered, nor stopped to think. He moved on and on. His legs carried him and his heart slowly tried to eat his insides alive.
He painfully lived with nothing but sorrow.
Sorrow of loss, and sorrow of pain.
He wandered in the night, he wandered through the rain, never to truly feel again, at least, not without her.
Zuko collapsed to his knees and grabbed to his head screaming. He screamed the pain away and he screamed in rage at himself, at his stupidity. He felt as if claws were scratching at the inside of his chest, as if his heart had grown teeth and was trying to eat it's way out of it's own wielder. He cried out as a very special attack was set out upon his weakening body. His shields were dropping one by one. He frantically tried to recall them, but it only brought down more in his panic. He clutched at his chest and gasped as more pain assaulted him, and like that all his shields were gone.
He saw her glittering blue eyes and her dazzling smile, he heard her laughter and felt her caresses. He felt the hot tears slide down his cheeks and did not care. He realized that all the memories had come, all the touches, the kisses, the secret looks, all of her, all of her! He grasped at his head in pain. He didn't want to remember, remember what he had forgotten. He cried fruitlessly as the memories, scents and sounds assaulted his senses, his very being. He cried in a desperate attempt at redemption of this hell on memory lane. He fell on his side in the grass and whispered one word before darkness consumed him.
"Katara."
He felt no more but an ever growing need, a need to be loved and to be held once again.
He felt his heart slowly fade as his memories began to melt into the darkness.
Zuko opened bleary eyes and gasped as he felt his heart ache, his mind sob, and his body cry out. He raced through his pains in seconds and a sob escaped his lips.
"Katara."
He dreaded saying the name, yet relished in the fact that he had. He got to his knees and smiled. A heartbroken smile. He was alive, alive and had had a revelation. His heart had been trying to tel him all along what he had only thought he knew. He would not, could not live without this girl of tinkling laughter, smiles, and sapphire eyes. He stood and wobbled slightly on unsteady legs. He turned back in the direction whence he came. He ran, ran like the hounds of hell bit at his heels. He ran because his and quite possibly Katara's life depended on it. He ran to her. He ran to her because he had absolutely no other options left. No more hiding, no more forgetting, he would live and so would she if it was the very last thing he did in this world, they would live and live together.
He began to realize he had made a huge mistake.
A mistake that could be reborn if he didn't act in haste.
A/N: Okay I got some requests to continue, and there shall be one more chapter in this trilogy. And no Katara is not dead, just slightly unharbouring her body...yeah...anyways some of yo are prob
ably wondering how much time has passed and where are Aang and Sokka? Well I see it as about two years passing, so that the emotions could build over time and they could have these awesomely intensely fun to write breakdowns...mwhahaah! I know I'm a bad person, anyways about Aang and Sokka...I really have no idea where they are...I just didn't see them in my minds eye( Haha Trelawney)