a/n: Sorry I haven't updated. Been out of state visiting my brother.

Oh my god. Have you seen the video for the Season 3 trailer!??! -sobs-

No matter what shipping it will be, Maiko or Kataang, I will still support Zutara till the very last episode. So because of that amazing, but tragic, but amazing, trailer, I going to let out all my emotions with something angsty. And about the requests...mind if I hold on to them till later? I apologize! But I need to vent out my -cough-overwhelmedraging-cough- reaction to this spoiler.


"I think you should know something."

Blue and gold clashed and collided as they stood in the dark room. The candle near them danced as it left a soft glow on their faces, as the silence of the night wrapped around them like a warm blanket.

Katara's eyes focused on the golden crown before her eyes, and when her eyes rested on the flame of a burning candle, she could already feel it melting away her broken heart.

"I love him."

The words fell through the space between them, and cut like a knife.

Mai says nothing.

"It's been on my chest," She doesn't say that it's been there for years now, " And I felt the need to tell you."

When the waterbender turns away and shuts her eyes, she ignores the necklace that taunts her from the other girl's pale neck, and only the sight of the candle is left to burn her memories away.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

"Thank you for telling me, Katara. It means a lot to me."

With a trembling hand, she brings her hand to her chest as she glances once more at the Fire Lord's wife. Every breath she takes, she feels another memory of the past falling into the dancing flames and burning everything she once loved, to ashes.

It didn't have to end this way.

"Your perfect for each other," Katara lies through her teeth, "And I wish you a wonderful marriage."

But it did.

Her broken heart collapses for the last time, leaving a trail of shattered pieces and torn memories, in the very place she fell in love with, and will love for the last time.

The tears that fall as she walks away, will be the only thing she will never be able to bend away.