Give your heart a break

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But now that, I get you, I know fear is what it really was.

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Years later, Korra was 13, Mako was 14, and Bolin was 13.

They were playing together, in a town next to their current abode, and they were having the time of their lives. It was mid afternoon, after Korra had finally woken up from her hibernation, after a lot of forcibly pushing and shaking, she had brought a volleyball with her and they had started throwing it.

"I can't believe you guys tried to wake me up in the morning. The morning is EVIL!" She hissed throwing the ball to Bolin

"I can't believe you were sleeping like a grizzly moose! You wouldn't wake up for anything." He threw the ball to Mako who sighed at the her silly, childish behavior

"I hate waking up early." She replied "I don't know how you both do it." Korra mused as Mako threw the ball to her

"It doesn't matter." Mako tried, avoiding that topic, waking up usually was a chore seeing how he usually woke from nightmares

"If you say so flame-o!" Korra replied cheekily as she tossed the ball to Mako, Mako sighed at his nickname, flame-o cause she had found out he was fire bender, hence the name was born. He honestly didn't mind it...Cause it was Korra...Korra was just Korra, but if anyone else called him that he would knock them out. Lucky her.

Days went by and Bolin noticed this, how Korra kept getting special treatment compared to other girls the two brothers would meet. Bolin ignored it, but he finnally couldn't stand it anymore when Mako obviously flirted subtly with Korra, Korra not noticing a thing until late at night she heard Mako and Bolin talking.

"Dude just tell her! She probably likes you!" Bolin stated way to loudly, his voice still highish, he hadn't hit puberty yet

"I don't know what your talking about Bo..." Mako's deeper voice snorted in reply, like he didn't care about whatever he was talking about

'Who's this girl?.." Korra thought sadly, he must like that Asami Sato he met earlier, she was perfect afterall

If you hadn't noticed, Korra kinda liked Mako, not that she would ever admit that to his face. She had grown close to the stoic boy, he was sweet when he wanted to be, and attractive if she really thought about it.

"Your a ringer dude! There's no way, have you seen how the guys look at her? She won't be single forever!" Bolin nudged him suggestively, young as he was he knew things the elder of the two hadn't thought about or learned about

"Shut up Bo." She heard him say, Agni they were loud when they spoke

"Why you scared she won't like you back?" Bolin teased menacingly, as he tackle-embraced his flushed older brother

"Bolin..." His voice edged, she remembered him saying he wouldn't ever fall in love, when she first met him that day he was covered so terribly in blood...

"So it's true you like-" That's when they heard her, standing outside their room, she had gasped when she began hearing that sentence

'Shoot...They heard me...' She trembled and darted away from the room, all Mako saw when he rushed outside was a shot of blue and long brown hair

"Who was that?..." He thought aloud as he chased the images, of the person, who was running so quickly away from him.

"Hey wait!" Mako shouted at Korra, unknowing it was her

He ran chasing her, they ran around the house, into the garden, until they ran by the shore.

"Stop!" He exclaimed, not paying attention to his surroundings, he tripped losing his scarf on a tree branch, and falling head first into the sand.

"Mako?" Korra stopped and ran back to him, gently lifting the unconscience boy and brushing the sand off his face and out of his hair, he looked so peaceful when he slept, Korra slowly leaned down her lips inches from his but stopped

"W-What am I doing?..." She stuttered,

'Was I about to...k-kiss him...' She thought a blush dusting her cheeks, she felt a tug on her heart, she brushed her thumb across his lips.

"Soft..."She mumbled before picking him up, his arm around her shoulder, and dragging him back to their shared home. Completely forgetting about his fathers scarf, forgetting he was even wearing it, she brought him back home where she took him to the infirmary part of the house. She placed him on the bed, he had a huge gash on his knee, and it needed to be looked at. She saw a woman enter the room, Katara, a sweet old woman that was her water bending teacher. Katara looked at her, at Mako, then back at her and Katara smiled.

"Like this..." She bended some water and it started to glow with an eerie blue, beautiful and pure looking. Korra tried to do what she did, and succeeded in creating a healing bubble of water.

"Thank you Katara!" Korra squeeled in delight as she began healing the fire bender boy, until she noticed something. He was missing his scarf, the one he ALWAYS wore. Cause his father gave it to him. He always was a touchy boy, sweet when he wanted to be, yet cold on the surface. He confused her, not knowing whether he hated her or actually cared about her. Yet, she wanted to know, she wanted his praise. She would get that scarf for him, she would get his praise, cause even though she knew he was scared to fall in love with a betrothed. She at least wanted him to love her as family. At least. Even if he didn't see her as anything more, she was fine with that, for now, even though she knew she didn't want to see him with ms. 'Sato'. She sighed, but went out to search for his scarf.

She retraced her steps, careful not to miss anything, as she looked for details and looked for where the red piece of cloth hung or dropped or whatever it was doing. She waited and watched as she moved around patiently searching for it. Stupid scarf. She was starting to get impatient and growled in frustration.

A nap. Under a shady tree by the sea side. Maybe that would help her out. She was acting cranky and upset so maybe a quick rest would give her the energy to find that old ragged scarf.

"Stupid scarf." She muttered and lay under a tall tree, branches lay low and just barely above her height, and she was short for her age and she hated it. She sighed and leaned back, cursing herself for not bringing Naga her polar bear puppy.

Thats when she saw it, laying under a branch dangling so hidden yet exposed to her eyes.

"Right here all along?..." She whispered with a small smile as she picked up the stupid red scarf, she would have to get it back to him. Or risk having the house burn down, she chuckled at the thought, and began running back to the infirmary to return it

Mako woke up, he had a thrumming head ache and his knee hurt like hell. There was a throbbing, his leg hurt badly, and he tried getting up. He stood, and stopped. He was missing his scarf dammit and before he could start making a fuss he looked at his side table by the bed and smiled. Just sitting there, waiting so calmly for im to find, was his wonderful red scarf. Ragged looking as usual, and on top of it a small piece of paper folded in half clumsily.

"I found this. Hope you didn't freak out too much. You lost it on the beach side. -Korra" The note up on top of the scarf read, and he slipped on the scarf, it smelt of water and chamomile, a perfect mixture of scents that stood out to him. Its smell so familiar and so close to him he felt at peace with it so near...

The scent of-

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Korra sat again underneathe the tree she had earlier found his scarf under, and she sat thinking for once, which was a strange change to her normal behavior. She was thinking about the mysterious girl that Mako seemed to like, or love, that Bolin was talking about so loudly. It thrummed the poor little avatar's head to not be able to come up with the conclusion. She hated being clueless.

"UGGGHHHHH!" She spat and turned on her side, still thinking about him before she shuttered,

"W-why am i so concerned with who that th-that jerk likes...He doesn't matter to me!" she stomped some earth bending at her outburst and put a hand through her hair, pulling it down til it laid in long layers down her shoulder.

"Maybe I should go see Iroh. Haven't seen him in ages..." He always makes me feel happy and anxious, i miss him... "I'm sure he'd come down if he wasn't busy with all his parents expectations and fire bending training." She sighed, she had few friends in her life that she actually counted as friends, Iroh the II was one of the chosen few. The boy that was only barely older than her was attractive and she was surprised hew asn't already betrothed, these days it was best tof ind your pair as quickly as possible. For financial reasons in the future.

"But of course, he's too busy i'de bet." She sighed curling up beneathe the tree in a warm bundle, hugging her knees toher chest as she fell asleep. finally getting the nap she so desperatly wanted for the past two hours.

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