Careless Whisper—Part 3.
Disclamer: I do not own ATLA or the song "Careless Whisper."
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That night he supposedly broke it off plays on in her mind. She knew her fiancé knew. It didn't stop them until a month later when he forced separation between them.
~…"We could have been so good together..we could have lived this dance forever"…~
The music dies down. Still in their embrace, they hold on to each other one last time.
~…"Now who's gonna dance with me…please stay."…~
He loosens his arm a bit from her while his body tenses up. His eyes turn a chilling dark grey as his jaw clenches. As she starts to turn to see who brought this sudden change upon him, a hand taps her shoulder.
The man looks at her, challenging her to say something, before looking to him.
"Avatar Aang, long time…no see." He says.
Aang's hand slips from around Azula. She frowns and step back realizing how close they were.
"Good to see you, old friend. Sorry about the delay. I've…I've been busy." He replies looking at Azula. She turns her head from his glare.
He looks at the both of them again with narrowed eyes. "Well. I just came to collect my fiancé. Princess, there is something we must attend to before the ceremony next week." He says to Azula. Turning to Aang, "You will be in attendance, correct?" He asks with a sly grin.
Aang's jaw tenses again. He raises an eyebrow and answers bowing, "If you will have me, it would be my honor."
"Fantastic! Zula, how does that sounds?" He asks chuckling to himself. This is too good.
Azula looks from Aang to her fiancé. Closing her eyes briefly, she looks up at him with a sad smile. "Magnificent."
"Thanks for entertaining Azula but we must be going." He says turning toward Azula. "Princess?" She turns and hugs Aang before connecting with his arm.
Azula starts to leave with her soon-to-be-husband, still hand and hand with Aang. Slowly their hand drifts apart and she turns her back completely. As they approach the doors leading to the next room, she looks back at Aang. He stands there, hand still reaching for her. Their eyes connect and he whisper a whisper they both understood.
She turns around and walks thru the door; a lone tear runs down her cheek. She whispers back. "…I love you, too…Avatar."
~…"I'm never gonna dance again….The way I dance with you"…~
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Or not! I might just have a sequel to this, might!...Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review.