AN: So, this is my first attempt at Kya/Lin and femslash! I hope everyone likes this chapter, and I hope Lin isn't too OOC. I know Kya might seem a bit OOC here, however, she is supposed to be pretty young here and truth be told, we didn't get to see a lot of Kya's personality on screen.
7. Parties
Lin had little love for parties. She had never liked socializing for long periods of time or playing games that weren't fun. Sure, some parties could be fun, she supposed. She had had fun enough at the party thrown for Kya's success in the first play she'd acted in. She had gotten drunk, evidently rambled about why Tenzin and Pemas' relationship would fail, vomited on Bumi and then passed out in a chair. She had woken up with a horrible hangover and a dry, cottony feeling in her mouth, and had sworn not to drink ever again.
As time went by and she got older, she was invited to less parties. Most likely because she didn't care for conversations that had no point. Nor did she like to just stand around and drink with other people and reminisce about memories she'd rather forget. Memories of when Tenzin and her were together, memories of Suyin, memories of her mother, memories of her childhood. She wanted it all gone. So it came as an unpleasant surprise, when she received an invitation to Kya's plays' opening night. So, Kya was an actress now? She wondered what Aang thought of that. The thought of Aang reminded her of who else would most likely be attending the party.
Great, she thought, just what I need. A night of talking to Tenzin and Pema and hearing about their thrilling family life. What, are they on kid six yet? Or do they have 20 by now? She thought angrily, ignoring her gut feeling that it was more of jealousy than anger. She would have crumpled the invitation and ignored it, as she was prone to do with such things these days. But then she noticed Kya had written something at the bottom.
I know you hate these sort of things, Lin, and I know you don't want to talk to Tenzin. Trust me, I understand you. As it happens, I didn't invite Tenzin or Pema. Bumi isn't attending as he's too busy, doing 'important' things. Whatever that means. You know Bumi, he's probably drinking or listening to Pro-bending with his friends. It will be just you and me, as none of my friends can attend. I know this sounds like a date, believe me, I had trouble writing this at first because I thought you might get angry. I know I am Tenzin's sister and that he caused you a lot of pain in the past. However, I am not Tenzin. I am Kya; an upcoming, according to the newspapers, and talented actress. I know you're probably thinking "Is she asking me on a date?" And the answer is yes and no. It can be a date, I'd love for it to be one. I've had, not a crush really, but an attraction to you since Tenzin stared dating you and we hung out a lot. If you don't want it to be a date, I'll never bring this up again and it'll just be a party where we get drunk, insult Tenzin, and then pass out. It's your call. Just please tell me before I go onstage what your answer is. I like to dress up for dates. Or parties.
Love -
Kya
Lin sat the letter on her desk and sunk down into her chair. Well. She hadn't expected that of all things. She just sat there and looked at the letter, feeling light headed and oddly ... happy? She hadn't thought she'd be feeling that when she walked into her office this morning. Her job made her happy usually, but not this kind of happy. This was the happy she had felt when Tenzin had asked her out for the first time. The happy she had felt when she had kissed Izumi on one of their play dates when she was 10. She was so lost in her thoughts, she didn't realize that her door had opened, until she heard a cough. Lin looked up to see a detective, a young, awkward waterbender who she had hired recently.
"Um, Miss Beifong, I was wondering if I could discuss the latest case with you?" he said, his voice quiet, awkward, as if he was afraid she might just verbally attack him. She couldn't blame him. If this was any other day, she might have.
She smiled at him, which made the young man blink in shock, and his mouth open slightly. She got up, and walked to the door, pausing only to pat him on the shoulder and to say,
"Sorry, Paku, I've got a date in a few hours."
