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Note: (Part 1 out of 2) There will be two of these, each the same plot but they will be vice versa. I promise it will make more sense when you read it.
At the rising sun, the colors were beyond magnificent. Colors intertwined into each other creating a sky that was breath taking. The sun was a glorious sight, as if it was digging into your soul. Its indescribable beauty would make anyone speechless, but it was not this sight that made a certain firebender blush.
It was the sight of a girl, sleeping in the damp grass beside him. Droplets of morning water rested on her smooth skins that were delicately dripped on her eyelashes. Her hair was waves that rested on her cheeks and spread out like wings around her. Strays of lights shined across her tanned skin, as if she was a goddess. Her breathing was perfect and even, as she dreamed of wonders somewhere in a faraway land.
Many men, lustful men, would want to wake her. To kiss her. To love her. But the firebender did none of these. He had the urge to do it, to do all of these and feel her love him back. Instead he watched her. He could do this all day, and never wish for anything to change. For once he was glad to awake with the sun, because he was able to watching something even far beautiful then the setting sun. Because then he could watch her sleeping. And that was priceless to him.
Stroking a hair from her face, he smiled. Knowing that the sun wasn't the only reason why the heat appeared in his cheeks. It amazed him that this waterbender shared the same interest in him, as he did in her. Any other man would not have the patience to just let her sleep, and would woken her hope just for their needs. But he was not that kind of man.
So he lay next to her and listened to her breath.
He did this because every time he looked at her, she took his breath away.
a/n
Aw, I liked this one. Next one is Katara watching Zuko sleep. :D
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-karen