History

When Katara and Jet first met it was under unusual circumstances, they were engaged. Being the daughter of the chief of the Northern Water tribe meant she had to find a worthy suitor. Though Katara knew she had to marry since she was little the thought frightened her. How was she to marry someone she didn't love? She knew being the daughter of the most influential man in the tribe came with sacrifices and this certainly was the "ultimate" sacrifice. When her father first told her he found the perfect suitor she didn't know what to think, all she really wanted was to make her father happy.

The night they were introduced she tried not to think about it. She wasn't afraid of anything and marriage was not going to be her weak spot. When Jet arrived a lot of thoughts crossed her mind, first…boy was he good looking, second…. can I really marry this guy? For all her pride and sego she fantasized like any other girl, deep down she wanted to marry a handsome prince who would sweep her off her feet just like the stories her mother told her when she was little.

When Jet approached her he seemed so determined so poised, he had a look about him that said he meant business that is until he spoke. It seemed like he was going to faint right there and then, his cool demeanor faded and in front of her stood a nervous wreck.

"H...h….hi I'm… .Jet" He gave a small bow and Katara couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hi I'm Katara… you ok?" He seemed awed by her; he just stood there staring at her, taking her in. To him it was a dream, too good to be true. He took a few moments to collect himself then spoke.

"Yes, I'm sorry…it's just that… it's not every day I stand before such beauty." He kissed her hand and she flushed, this was the first time someone had complemented her in such a way. She was used to being treated like a guy; she found she got along better with guys than with the girls.

People in the village use to comment about her manly behavior but she never listened, she loved the way guys seemed so…..liberal. While the girls worried about their looks and their manners the boys just lived life. She never really had any girlfriends and her closest friend was a guy.

Sokka often mentioned how his friends were amazed by her, but she never really took notice in the ways guys looked at her. She was curvy in all the right spots and her physique was beyond sexy. So when she walked around town she never really cared about the way guys seemed to drool at her very presence. Women in town were beyond envious and always seemed to be appalled by her, though deep down they wished to be her.

During dinner Katara took the time to really look at Jet, his broad shoulders, his full lips, his penetrating eyes, but what really caught her attention was his smile, it was enough to make a girl go weak at the knees. When he looked at her and smile she looked away quickly hiding her embarrassment. Jet's family was friendly and polite, the chief seemed confident that this was the right choice for his beautiful daughter. Katara's mom on the other hand was worried, she wanted her daughter to be happy and an arranged marriage wasn't exactly what made a women's heart skip. She looked at her beautiful daughter and gave her a sad smile than returned to the conversation.

Katara knew this is not what her mother wanted for her and though Jet was polite and beyond cute she was in complete confusion. She took a deep breath and excused herself from the table; all she needed was time, time to think this through, time to process all the recent events, and finally, time to make a decision. She distracted herself by cleaning the dishes only to find Jet behind her with a worried look on his face.

"Can I talk to you?" Katara realized that this wasn't just hard on her but on him too, the least she could do was talk to him.

"Yeah, sure." He seemed uneasy but managed to speak.

"I know this is hard, trust me…I know, on my way here I was dreading the very thought of marriage…but then…. I saw you.." He seemed uncomfortable and he started to pace around the small kitchen. Katara didn't realize she was holding her breath until he spoke again.

"You know you are truly beautiful Katara, anything beyond what I deserve, I've seen you around town and I know your headstrong and determined and trust me I would never hurt." He took another deep breath, "What I'm trying to say is that I'm willing to try if you are, I'll take it slow, I want to get to know you, to be honest you intrigue me and I know this can work…." He kneeled before her looking up at a shocked Katara, "well what do you say, are you willing to try?"

Katara just stared at him, she saw his fright, his willingness, and his kindness. She had no idea how this would turn out, but seeing Jet's honesty gave her hope. She closed her eyes then opened them to find Jet gazing at her with a worried look.

"Ok Jet, I'll try it." He let out a deep breath then took out a beautiful ring, "this was my grandmother's." he slid the ring in her finger and stood up locking his hand with hers than giving her a kind smile. "Thank you Katara."

Katara was in shock…. She was really doing this.

"This is the right thing to do….I think it can work."

During the first few weeks she got herself to believe that one day she would love Jet. He made her laugh and his company made her feel safe. They soon became each other's confidantes acting more like friends than anything else. They would avoid wedding discussions on purpose knowing how nervous it made them. Jet was very easy to get use to and when they walked around town he felt he was the king of the world, after all he was going to marry the most beautiful woman in the village.

The first time they kissed was the night before their wedding. Jet sneaked into Katara's room to make sure she was ok. In a day's time they were to become husband and wife. Katara realized that all this time they treated each other as friends rather than an engaged couple and now the day was upon them. Jet took Katara's hand making her look at him.

"You ok?" Was she? She had no idea, it was all too much. When her mother mentioned the wedding she shrugged it off, but now here she was with her future husband and she was paralyzed. She knew her emotions were not those of a bride to be. She was supposed to be filled with anticipation but here she stood confused beyond her world.

"Yea I'm fine, just getting ready for tomorrow."

"Katara… I…"

"Jet what is it you look sick, sit down." Noticing her worried tone made him continue.

'No.. I'm fine I have to tell you something." She was nervous now, what could make Jet so nervous.

"Well go on tell me, you're making me nervous."

Jet took a deep breath then looked at her; his gaze was penetrating enough to make her stare at him.

"Katara, I think I love you"

Katara shook her hand from his grasp, what? He loves me? She was definitely in panic mode now, she wanted to run and hide.

"Y…you don't know what you're saying….. you don't love me." Jet was taken back and a little hurt.

"Katara, these last few months have been the best of my life and I fell in love with you, with all of you, your stubbornness, your strength….your spirit"

How could he be saying this, no he was supposed to be her friend what is he doing, he's ruining everything. Katara finally got enough courage to speak when his lips crushed against hers, they moved with desperation trying to communicate something words could not. This was her first kiss and it was so… confusing. She stood still tasting his anger, his sadness, and his love. She couldn't do this to him, she pushed him away.

"Jet, please don't do this." He was angry now.

"No, you don't do this, I love you, please don't push me away." He was beyond heartbroken he thought that she felt the same way but as always appearances can be deceiving.

Katara couldn't believe it took all of this to make her realize just how wrong it all was. She couldn't marry Jet, she couldn't do this to him. With her heart in her hand she looked at him.

"Jet...I can't marry you." Her words seemed to painfully sink into him, he seemed so hurt, and it broke her heart seeing him this way.

"What?...Katara I'm sorry I should of never kissed you, please forgive me."

"Jet it's not about the kiss, I can't marry you because I don't love you. You are an amazing person you deserve a chance at true love." He took her between his hands looking directly at her.

"Katara you are my true love, don't you see it." Again she pushed him away.

"No, I don't, I care about you that's why I'm doing this, I didn't realize how wrong it was until now. I love you Jet but not as you love me. Don't you see it I'm confused and doubtful, this is not how a bride should feel the day before her wedding, please just leave"

His tone took a desperate tone, "Katara, please I'm sorry just forget about everything, don't call off the wedding."

"I have to, if I marry you I'll just be hurting you, please Jet" It hurt her to see she was the cause of his pain. She never meant to hurt Jet but here she was breaking his heart.

With one last look at her Jet walked out the door. She let tears fall mourning a love that never was.