From a request by banditjoeykuba: Mai and Ty Lee. Training. Doesn't have to be as a pairing, just the two of them sparring.

"Mai!" Ty Lee shouted, cartwheeling down the gangplank and running to meet her old friend. She wrapped Mai in a tight hug, an ecstatic grin on her face. "It's been so long!"

"It has," Mai agreed. The only sign that she was as excited as Ty Lee was the tiny smile on her lips. "How was your trip?"

"Oh, you know," Ty Lee said, flapping her hand at the ship. "Long and boring. There's not enough space on a ship."

Mai's smile grew, just a little. It had been such a long time since she had seen Ty Lee, and still she was the same joyful character she had fought with so many years ago. True, she had abandoned the girlish pink of her old costume for the more demure blues of Kyoshi Island, and her hair was threaded with gray, but it was as if they had both stepped back in time to when they were both sixteen.

"So how's your old husband?" Ty Lee asked, cartwheeling them over to their old training grounds. "Did you finally get that stick out of his butt?"

"No. The stick's still there," Mai replied, easily falling back into her old monotone. "He couldn't come greet you because he had a meeting."

Ty Lee turned her cartwheels to a handspring and a backflip, landing neatly on her feet again. "That's too bad. But you're the one I really wanted to see. It's been ages since I really practiced with someone who isn't sixteen. Training all those girls on the island is hard work."

"You're sure you don't want to eat first? Maybe rest a little? You had a long trip, and we're not as young as we used to be," Mai pointed out, self-consciously touching the silver in her own hair. It wasn't a new development – she had found her first white hair when she was twenty. Being the Fire Lord's wife was not an easy task either.

"I just want to move," Ty Lee insisted, adopting a fighting stance she had learned on Kyoshi. "Unless you think you're too much of an old lady to fight like we used to." Ty Lee grinned, goading her on with a couple of quick jabs.

Mai sighed like she was bored, blocking the last one. "Fine. And I'll be sure to take it easy on you … old lady."

And with that, they began fighting. Mai did not use her knives, and Ty Lee didn't block Mai's chi, acknowledging that it really was just a simple sparring session. Mai was impressed. Years of training with the Kyoshi warriors had turned Ty Lee into an expert martial artist, and in comparison Mai felt out of shape. She made a silent note to drag Zuko out for more practice.

Suddenly, Ty Lee called for a time-out, and Mai backed off. "What happened?" she asked, voice teasing. "Too much, even for a renowned Kyoshi warrior?"

"Maybe a little," Ty Lee replied, making a face and limping over to a seat. "Just my hip … it's been acting up. You know how it is."

"Mmm," Mai sighed, sitting beside her and feeling her own joints complain just a little from the workout. "You could see the royal physician."

Ty Lee shook her head, smiling again. "I don't need to. I just have to rest it for a bit. He'd only tell me I'm too old to be running around like a girl."

Mai nodded, understanding. She felt a content smile spread over her face, and she reached down to take her friend's hand. "It is good to see you again."