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"BG" means "Before (Air Nomad) Genocide" which happens when Aang is 12 years old


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Chapter 7


While Anila was with Amitaruci the time passed quickly in their paradise and she was having so much fun. She loved standing in the middle of the green field and spin around and around looking up at the sky and laughing at her dizziness and the tickle in her tummy she got. She felt so free and happy. She loved how Amitaruci always smiled as he watched her and sometimes he would join her, picking her up and spinning himself. Sometimes he would fall over and she would land on top of him and they would laugh and laugh at themselves.

One day before she knew it, a whole month had already passed. Anila curiously ventured into the stand of nearby trees, basket in hand, to search for berries, nuts and fruits to snack on. While walking she found a small opening that was covered in beautiful delicate flowers; she picked a few bunches and put them into her basket, she was going to make a wreath to wear in her hair. She thought traveling all over the place is all she wanted to do, but staying here, now with this wonderful man was better than any traveling on her own. She always felt so happy with him. Once she had filled her basket, as she walked along the small path through the trees, she sang a sweet little nursery lullaby that Sister Opame used to sing to her when she got scared or sad or if she got hurt.

"I didn't know you could sing, Anila, what is that? Is there nothing that isn't beautiful about you?" Amitaruci said to her as she came out of the stand of trees. He always said words that made her smile and blush.

"It's nothing, just something Sister Opame used to sing me when I was little." Anila said. "I picked us some fruit."

"That is great." Amitaruci said as she walked over and sat next him. "You picked flowers too?" He said as he looked into the basket.

"Yeah I'm going to make something with them, they are so pretty." Anila pulled out a beautifully ripe fruit and took a bite. "I got hungry so I went to get us a snack."

"Thank you sweet Anila." Amitaruci said smiling widely at her.

After their snack, she started to weave the flowers into a wreath to wear. Amitaruci was working on a stick with a small knife from a tool kit he had pulled out of his belongings. He had made it perfectly cylindrical, then started to hollow it out with a long sharp tool.

"What are you making?" She asked him as she watched him concentrate on the stick, still weaving her wreath.

"I'm making a flute, I sell them and that's how I get my money. Have you found a talent that you could use to make money?" He asked her.

"Oh, well, not really... I don't know if I even have any talents." Anila said, not sure what she could do to earn money, as she weaved her flower wreath.

"You could do that." Amitaruci said to her as he watched her nimble fingers move creating a crown made of beautiful flowers.

When she looked up at him, she had a confused look on her face, "What? this? This is just something I like to do for fun."

"It's a talent; I believe you could sell them for a few silver pieces each." Amitaruci told her "There are so many different kinds of flowers each season and all over the world. You could travel around and find the flowers you like best. You can set up a migration route, where the best flowers are for each season and each nation."

They both went back to what they were doing, Anila had enough flowers that she made two wreathes; she set them both on her head. Seeing as he continued to work with his tools, Anila decided to collect all their empty water pouches and carried them over to the pool of sparkling, fresh water to fill them. While doing it, she turned to watch Amitaruci and her heart fluttered at the sight of his muscular arms smoothing the rough edge off the wood."I'm going to go fill the water pouches."

"Okay, beautiful one" He smiled up at her then went back to concentrating on his stick and little tools.

Anila collected all their empty water pouches and carried them over to the pool of sparkling, fresh water to fill them. She turned to watch Amitaruci as she filled the pouches and her heart fluttered as she watched him.

He was so sweet and always smiled at her, always showed concern for her well being; he was always so gentle with her when their bodies join in the nights. As she thought about all this her breath caught in her throat, she hadn't realized it until right now. She had fallen in love and she actually loved him with all her heart! 'Love is an earthly attachment; we must rid ourselves of earthly attachments to reach full enlightenment.' Sister Dolkar's voice rang in her head. 'I just won't say it out loud!' Anila told Sister Dolkar's voice.

After she finished filling the pouches and put them down by the shelter, she quietly sneaked up on him from behind and dropped the second flower wreath on his shaved head. She giggled then took off running, he laughed as he set his work off to the side and got up to chase her. She giggled as she ran from him until he caught up to her and grabbed her; she laughed and wiggled while he held her in his arms and tickled her.


There was a heavy storm that came in and the two ended up having to stay inside the small shelter Amitaruci had constructed, for almost a week straight, a week full of passion and Pai Sho.

By the sixth nigh, they were playing a game of Pai Sho before they went to sleep.

"I really hope you are enjoying our time together. I have never been as happy as I have been here with you," Amitaruci said kissing her, then he moved a little disk on the large round game board.

"I feel the same whenever I'm around you, I have never been happier in my whole life Amitaruci. You make me so happy." Anila told him kissing him back, then she moved a tiny disk. "Your move"

He sat staring at the game bored with his eyebrows nit and his lips pursed, there was only one move he could make and if he did she'd win the game. She giggled lightly. He looked up at her, "What?" he asked.

"You look silly like that... and face it, I won and we both know it." She laughed.

"You are going to laugh at ME?" He said in mock shock, covering his heart like he had just been shot by an arrow, "How could you?!" He let himself fall backwards like she had killed him.

Anila was laughing so hard she snorted and laughed harder falling over herself. Amitaruci sat up and crawled to her, he took her hand and tried to help her sit back up, but she was laughing so hard her whole was limp.

"Anila" He said, openly grinning "I'm going to kiss you senseless now." As soon as his lips touched hers, all her laughter stopped as she melted in his arms. She loved him and she wanted to show him exactly how she felt. Their kiss had become so much deeper and she slowly rose to a sitting position. Her hands reached for his robes, untying them tossing each piece to the side. His hands slowly slid up her legs then disappeared beneath her skirt causing her to let out a soft purr.

The next morning, Anila woke up and rolled onto her side, when she was hit by a wave of nausea so strong, that she grabbed her outer robe to cover her bare body and stumbled over Amitaruci as she ran outside and started retching over a nearby bush. After about twenty minutes of dry heaving, her stomach felt a little better but she felt so dizzy; she sat down on the ground pulling her robe around herself, she was panting and tears streaked her cheeks.

"Oh, sweet beautiful one" Amitaruci said, "Let me help you inside you really should lay down; I'll make you some tea, and bring some bread in too, you should feel better soon."

"I must have eaten something that didn't agree with my stomach last night. Oh, I have never felt so horrible in my life." Anila weakly said as Amitaruci helped her pull her dress over her head then she lay down and he pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in.

"I'll be right back with tea, ok Anila?" Amitaruci told her, just before going outside and starting the fire.

After a cup of tea and some dry bread, she was starting to feel a lot better. After a nap, she gained enough strength to sit outside with Amitaruci. He sat next to her cuddling her against himself. "I just can't figure it out; I don't know why I feel like this." Anila whimpered against his chest.

He rubbed her arms and pulled her tighter against him, "I know what's wrong, My Sweet Anila" He told her kissing the top of her head. "I think maybe you are pregnant."

"But... but we have only been here for a little over a month!" Anila was shocked at his words, "It's so soon... I thought... I thought it would take longer than that."

"It's going to be okay, I'll be here to take care of you when you are sick." Amitaruci told her as he rocked her a bit.


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