Note: Thank you all for reviewing! Thank you so much:D I feel so loved.
So, I had 1 vote for Sad, 1 for Fluffy with a side of humor, and 1 Dirty. (Okay, I don't know how I'm going to do that one, BUT I have an idea. Don't worry.) Sooo.
I've decided to do all of them! Yay. Since it was a tie. In that order, too. And I'm thinking of making this up to 100 drabbles. Just for you. :D After I accomplish that, I hope to start in a very serious story. Like a REAL story. :o But that will be faaaarrr in the future. (Psh, of course it will be a Zutara story. Cause, Zutara has already eaten my brain.) On to the sad drabble!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Especially my brain. Avatar (&especially Zutara) has eaten it for breakfast. Seriously…must…write...zutaraa….

Gold.

She could not bear to see the gold. It was far too painful.
It was an agonizing pain, just to see the color itself.
Why couldn't someone just crack open her ribs and rip her heart out?
To tell the truth,
That's what it felt like already.
She would shut her eyes; trails of tears falling down her already tear stained face.
Looking away she would only come to see even more of that one, agonizing color.
It was in the setting sun, painted across the sky.
Even with her eyes closed and blackness surrounding her.
She could still see it.
She could still see his eyes.
He left her, to do his duty. For he was to fight, to save the world.
And she?
She was left behind. She could fight. But, she also could heal.
Healing the injured and the near death was her duty.
But she was also a victim of the hurt.
Her heart ached for him to come back. To fix her hurting soul.
For once she cursed her powers, wishing to be next to him.
Promising her one thing he before he left,
She told him not to make promises he couldn't keep.
He said he loved her.
And she loved him back. For he was her other half; the one who completed her.
Destiny said they were supposed to be together.
Today, fate had other plans in store for her.
The excruciating pain would only return, leaving her helpless.
Was she not a healer? Could she not heal herself?
Of course not.
There is no medicine for a broken heart.
A messenger of death had told her the news, which was the final step to rip out her heart.
And as she screamed out his name, her voice could only barely escape her lips.
But he was not there. He couldn't answer back.
As her world starting spinning around, she realized he was no longer in this world.
Her blue eyes would be raining down tears, and she desperately wished this was a dream.
Telling herself this was not true, it couldn't be happening, she refused to accept it.
And the setting sky would only remind her of his eyes.
And the reality would come crashing down on her.
That unbearable color would pierce through her soul, his words blurring in her mind.
He said that he would die for her, because their love was so strong.
But why couldn't he live for her too?

a/n

This. Was. Hard.

I'm sorry, it's hard for me to write sad things. I keep writing pieces without dialogue. Sorry. D:
But look! Sadness! I gave you character death! The horror:o

Sorry this one sucked. I promise the next one will have talking. I promise. I just felt like doing another one of these kind of pieces. So next one will be fluffy with a side of humor!

ZFK you asked for a sad one. This all I could come up with. I'm sorry. Dx

Hope it didn't make you fall asleep.

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-karen