As I lay fresh roses on the body of the best little boy in the world, I reflected all the wonderful times we had together.

I remember when we got Ice Cream and walked down the beach. He had chocolate, I had Cookie Dough. He dropped his and started crying, so I gave him mine. He said, "Thank you, Korra!" and licked that sucker clean. Oh how I longed for more, but I didn't want to be greedy.

I remember when he was so eager to see me training, so he came down to watch. I'd shoot the earth disks at the net, and he'd shout, "Hooray!" And whenever Mako would light fire in his hands, Meelo would blow it out with Air Bending.

I remember his bright and shiny face yesterday, before I took that all away.

I placed the flowers on Meelo's chest and walked back over to Tenzin. This funeral wasn't the biggest, but it still meant a lot. Tenzin, Bolin, Mako, Jinora, Ikki, Pema, and I were the only ones there. It took place on the Island where we live.

Tenzin said his final words to all of us, "Meelo was a very loving young boy. He was a good Airbender, but an even greater friend. His death will surely bring a tragedy to Republic City, or even just his closest friends. So let us all be strong, for Meelo."

Then everybody repeated his last words and they buried his coffin. No matter how strong we all were, it was still so very sad to see this, especially on such a young boy. Ikki was crying, Jinora was crying, Pema was crying, and I was about to cry.

I quickly walked away before anyone could notice. I dived into the water, ignoring that I'm ripping up this beautiful dress I bought from some guy in a tent, and swam to shore. I walked to the beach where I last saw him, and cried my eyes out. I heard footsteps coming from behind me so I bucked up.

Mako sat next to me, staring into the ocean. Neither of us talked for awhile, until I broke the awkward silence.

"You're not wet," I mentioned, remembering he was at the funeral too.

"I came by boat," he said, "that's the smart thing to do."

I knew he tried to make that a joke, but it hurt me inside.

"It's all my fault," I stated, "I should've gotten there sooner, I was just too busy trying to piss you off." I had my knees close to my face, my arms were holding them, and I bent my head down.

"It's not your fault," were the last words he said before he stood up and walked to his home, "We have training in an hour."

...

I flung the earth rocks into the net with absolutely no force. I tried it again, no force. I was too busy feeling bad for myself to realize that Mako and Bolin were whispering about me.

"What?" I yelled, "What are you saying about me?"

Bolin backed away, "N-Nothing. It's just-"

"You're sucking it up today," Mako interrupted.

I walked over to him, still angry and hurt, and said, "Well sorry if I'm not being the best that I can be today, but have you realized? I just went to a funeral of the boy I just killed!"

"You didn't kill him!" Mako screamed getting in my face.

"Yes I did! It was my duty to take care of them and I blew it! I was too late! I wasn't paying attention!"

"Well maybe you should've instead of flirting with Bolin!"

My face flushed, "I wasn't flirting with him, I was trying to get him to stay! Unlike somebody else we all know!"

Mako looked taken aback, "Whatever, let's just get back to work."

He was just about ready to walk away, but I slapped him hard on the cheek. His face turned red as a tomato and he pounced on me. He pinned my to the ground.

"You may be the Avatar, but you're not perfect!"

I kicked him in the reer, he turned over and I pinned him down, sweat rolling down both our faces.

"You just can't stand a little water on you!" I claimed.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Mako asked, trying to flee from my grasp.

"Just admit it! Admit I killed Meelo!"

"No! You didn't, Korra!"

"Yes I did!" A giant earth rock pounded me in the chest and I flew back several feet into a wall. Bolin was standing there, crazy in the eyes.

"I hate seeing you two like this!" He yelled, "Korra, you did not kill Meelo!"

"But I-"

"Shut up!" he interrupted me. "And Mako, you need to lay off the act! Korra's hurt, I'm hurt, we're all hurt. It seems like the only one who never gives a shit about anything is you!"

"Bro lis-"

"No!" he interrupted again. "Training's over for today." He threw down the rock that was in his hand and walked out the door. Mako was now standing, but I was still sitting up against the wall that bruised my back.

He walked up to me and offered his help. I took his hand and stood up.

Then the weirdest thing happened...

We hugged.