Still don't own Legend of Korra or Anastasia!

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"Now, just watch," Iroh said calmly as he stood below a net that was filled with shards of broken glass. "I can easily bend fire, but I'm doing this for your benefit to show you that fire isn't as dangerous as you would think."

So Iroh began firebending around the floor, with Anastasia's eyes riveting between him and the net of glass. He shot a fireball up, and then jumped and sent another one at his original one to cancel it out quickly. He continued on this path for a few hours until he turned around to Anastasia to assess her reaction and to see just whether or not she stuck around.

To his surprise, she had, although she was now calmer than she had been before. She ran up to him and hugged him tightly, as though she were glad that he was alive and unharmed because of his fires and the broken shards of glass above him.

"Are you ready to start firebending below the shards?" he asked, and she looked up at him fearfully. "I won't force you to, it can wait, and we'll wait until you're ready."

"I wasn't scared for me," she admitted, "I was at first, until I realized that you knew what you were doing and that you were right. You know what you're doing, but I'm not good with fires. I'm still somewhat scared of them. The chandelier wasn't caused by a fire; it just exploded once it reached the ground, which was what scared me the most at the time."

"So what you're afraid of is a fire that is out of control?" Iroh asked, and she nodded. "You're a firebender now, that's not possible. Come, I'll show you and we'll start on the next set of therapy sessions at the same time."

He led her through the palace and stepped into arena. As if on cue, a messenger hawk arrived from the United Forces Navy. Iroh calmly held up an arm for it to land and began pulling the message out of the holster.

"What does it say?" Anastasia asked, and Iroh frowned and furrowed his brow as though he was about to groan in exhaustion.

"One of my soldiers went AWOL. I have to go find him and set him straight," Iroh said walking out of the arena that Zuko and Azula had fought in. "Let's see… who to put you with for therapy?"

"I won't listen to anybody but an expert like you," she said defiantly, and his eyes lit up.

"Of course, Grandfather! He'll know what to do," Iroh said striding towards the room that Zuko and Mai were in drinking tea.

Kimi ran into him and he toppled over her in a heap about halfway through the palace. He ignored her and helped her up, even though it had been her fault that he'd fallen over in the first place. Just as he made it to the room that they were in, he heard his grandmother's voice.

"Zuko, you can't just leave already!" she protested, and Iroh swallowed.

"Mai, I'm not going to be gone forever, I just want to go to the Northern Water Tribe to talk to an old friend," Zuko protested, and Iroh heard Mai growl in impatience. "Mai, you know I love you and would never do anything to break your heart. Besides, she's a healer; she knows how to help Anastasia."

Iroh chose this moment to back off, and then walk forwards loudly to knock on the door.

"Enter," Zuko said calmly, and Iroh stepped in to find his grandmother still fuming. "Speak of the devil, Iroh!"

"So, what separates you from your girlfriend?" Mai asked, and Iroh flushed.

"She's not my girlfriend, grandmother," he said defensively. "She may be a female and a friend, but she's not my girlfriend."

"Sure she's not. How did she react to the net exercise?" Zuko asked amused, and Iroh sighed.

"She took it well, but I feel like something won't ring right later on. Aside from that, one of my soldiers went AWOL, and she refuses to take advice from anyone but me. Do you think you could help me – us – grandfather?" Iroh asked looking at Zuko, who pondered.

"I see. You feel that she will listen to me because I am old, an expert, and nearly killed by my own bending element numerous times," he summarized, and Iroh nodded. "It will ultimately be her decision and desires, but I suppose I can help her, if only to help you as well."

"Thank you," Iroh breathed relieved. "This means a lot of work, are you sure?"

"Positive. I seem to recall a certain young boy afraid of fire after the explosion at the port that killed his brothers and sister," Zuko pointed out, and Iroh nodded. "I helped you get over your fears, Iroh. Now let me help Anastasia."

"Thank you, Grandfather," Iroh said nodding. "I'd best get going to stop my rogue soldier before he does something drastic on the night of the full moon."

"Ah, a waterbender," Zuko said calculating. "I remember the first time I saw Katara bloodbending. That was actually terrifying."

Iroh walked out of the room calmly to go get his only remaining gear and almost began wondering if Anastasia would be alright. But instead of going to his room, he instead went towards Anastasia's and knocked on her door.

"Anastasia, may I come in?" he asked, and she sniffled out a vague reply.

He went into the room to find her eyes puffy and red, as if she had been crying. He sighed and knelt down to begin wiping her tears away with his thumbs.

"You're upset that I'm leaving," he said, and she turned her head away defiantly. "You're not alone, you know. If you need to talk to someone, go to my grandfather. He'll know what to do, and trust me when I tell you that he knows what he's doing when it comes to helping people get over their fears of the different elements."

"Why should I?" Anastasia snapped.

"Because even the most advanced of elemental benders have fears that they need to overcome," Iroh said calmly. "Grandfather will watch over you for firebending training. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Poor Anastasia! How do you think she'll do?

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