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Chapter 3 of 4. Now up, Earth.
There's millions and maybe billions of people in this world.
And all you need is one.
Just one.
That's all.
But sometimes, you can't reach that one person. Their unfindable and lost in the crowd. Forever.
In this busy Earth Kingdom city, saying there was a crowd was an understatement.
Footsteps and voices swirled among the people, every single soul was part of a cycle. Smiles and laughter rang through the streets as the wind carried their voices. Colors flourished among the stands and the sun grinned at every face below on the tiny planet considered earth. Two familiar faces were in this crowd. Both held a secret in their heart, a lost thought in the back of their minds, and blurred memories in their souls.
When their eyes landed on each other, everything was broken.
Their thoughts. Their footsteps. Their hearts.
And including the smooth flow of people around them. Voices and noises echoed around them, the entire world pulled into a slower motion. Without even touching their feelings had intertwined, creating a hurricane of mixed emotions. Oh why must memories be so painful? Memories held an exterior of a wonderful reputation but that was all a lie. They truly held the crime of being so cruel to their hearts.
But their chain of suffering was broken when the crowds of people around them pushed them nearer to each other. All accidental, they were thrown against each other as people shoved their way through, weaving through all the distant bodies.
Fire and Water's mind had been drained at the sight of each other, unable to think and unable to act. Their stone still bodies touched and their blood began to rush once again. Unable to move, their lips brushed against each other. Lustful lips touched and not so painful memories were brought back down to earth again.
But as soon as it had happened, it ended.
Those murderous memories came back and they both drew back.
"I'm sorry. So sorry. Excuse me."
Muttering those words they turned and began to run back, opposite directions like they always did.
With apologies floating in the air and memories dragging behind them like heavy chains, they ran as far as they could possibly go.
A blistering heart reminded them of the real truth behind their words.
They had lied.
They were never sorry for accidentally kissing.
It was the shortest moment of relief from their broken heart and those agonizing memories.
And just like that, they were lost in the crowd. Forever.
a/n
One more to go.
And to warn you now, the ending will not be happy. At all. Sad? Yes probably. You'll see. It might SOUND anti-Zutara, but it's not. Don't worry.
R and R, thanks.
-karen
