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This chapter is in Katara's POV and is based on Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars.. Come on, this song is perfect for Yue!
"Yue. Please help me; I don't know what to do…"
The tears fall down my red cheeks, no sooner than a tear falls another tear meets it, caressing and overall meshing together to give my lovely red complexion that I am currently sporting. Yes, I am being sarcastic. How did you guess?
You may think of my current situation as bizarre, but to me the routine is becoming all too familiar. My moments of tearfulness occur during the night of the full moon; the connection between this and my moon cycle is purely coincidental.
It's when my waterbending prowess becomes alarming to Sokka. He runs away claiming to be going on several long meat trips over the course of my crying and intermittent screaming.
I know why he does it. He doesn't want me to whip him with my swirling column of iridescent water. As if I would do that!
And it is when my feelings for a certain scar faced, gorgeous prince rise to the surface.
"Why does it have to be like this Yue? Why is fate so cruel? Ah, why can't I control myself? I'm such a disgrace. For fuck's sake, he won't even look at me in the sorry state I'm in."
As you can obviously tell, I am a true charmer during these moments.
A shadowy figure taps me on the shoulder. My eyes widen considerably and I jump into a fighting stance. I am not to going to become a damsel in distress merely because I am in a weakened condition right now. That is no excuse in my book.
My hands close up, my fists ready to fight if needs be.
And then the mysterious figure slowly steps towards me. The moment I see the golden eyes I know for certain who I am dealing with.
Zuko.
He gently touches my cheek, brushing away the tears that still stain my cheeks.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Tell me Kat."
His voice is so gentle like the sea on a calm beautiful day. So often his voice is like the raging waters of the sea on a stormy winter's day in the South Pole.
His voice comforts me, soothes me, and tempts me.
He gently kisses my face and then finally as I almost explode with impatience, he kisses my lips with unadulterated passion. He kisses me with raw emotion. I feel his lips mirror mine. I feel him deepen the kiss by sliding his tongue into my mouth. I am overcome by such a wonderful feeling.
And abruptly, everything stops. A spooky silence replaces the chorus in my head. And then I come to my senses. I look desperately around but to no avail. It was merely an apparition.
I growl to myself. Not again.
"Damn you Yue!"
And I swear it's like the moon winks at me. Bizarre. But what can I expect from Yue? Not much apparently.
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