I found Bolin crying in a restaurant. My heat ached for him. Putting a shoulder around him, I began to say something when he cut me off. "No," He said, his head laying on the table. Pabu was curled up beside him. "Just leave me alone. I just want to lie in... my... misery." The last were words were in between sobs, and I cringed in sympathy.

"Alright," I murmured hesitantly. "I'll be waiting outside, okay?"

He didn't respond, and just kept crying.

Taking a seat on the ground outside, I hugged my knees to my chest. So much was running through my head. My pain for Bolin, my sudden anger towards Korra and Mako, and my never ending wish to be around Moki. I've been pushing that feeling back so much, but it's been a couple days since the night we had dinner with his family, and we haven't had a lesson since. What if he doesn't talk to me?

Sometime in the night I fell asleep with that awful thought in mind, and woke up with a gasp. The sun had come up, and sweat made my hair stick to my forehead. I couldn't remember what it was about, but I knew I had a nightmare. Closing my eyes, I kept trying to remember what it was about. Was Moki in it? Maybe... Or that might have been Oh. How could I mistake those two? They're so opposite from each other. "Damnit," I cursed, getting up. I walked around the front of the restaurant for a few minutes, shaking off the nerves the nightmare left me with. I glanced inside and saw Bolin at the table with his head down.

He looked asleep. I was going to go inside when I saw Mako walking down the street towards the restaurant. "Hey, is my brother in there," He asked, his hands in his pockets.

"Our brother," I said.

He didn't look at me. "Are you going to answer my question?"

I didn't answer him.

"Whatever," He mumbled, bumping into my shoulder slightly as he walked past me.

"You're a hypocrite," I told him.

He stopped in the doorway, turning to face me. "Excuse me?"

"Not long ago you accused me of being a danger to Bolin," I said slowly, staring Mako dead in the eyes. I pointed inside the building. "But in there is Bolin, crying. He's brokenhearted. He isn't crying over something I did; He's crying over his brother betraying him with the girl he liked. If you ask me, Mako, it seems like you're hurting him more then me."

Mako narrowed his eyes at me, obviously angry. "Are you saying I did it on purpose? Just to hurt Bolin?"

I shrugged, surprised how calm I was despite how angry I felt towards Mako just hours ago. "No. I'm just saying it seems to me like you're doing a shitty job of protecting him."

Turning around, I began the walk home. Mako didn't say anything, and I guessed that he went inside to get Bolin.

I was in the basement boxing around when Oh came downstairs. "Are you going to the Semi-Finals tonight?" He asked, grinning with hope.

"Nope."

He frowned. "But whyyyyyy?"

"Not a good time," I grunted in between hits.

Oh leaned back as if he were attempting to lean against the wall like Mako would, but didn't realize how far back the wall really was. He stumbled to regain his posture. I laughed like I haven't laughed in days. Leave it to clumsy Oh to make me smile.

He blushed and crossed his arms trying to seem cool. "I meant to do that."

I messed up his hair, still laughing. "Right. I'm sure you did."

He smiled at me, and I just realized how much taller he's gotten. I used to be up to his chin, but now I was up to his shoulders. "Dang, kid, when are you gonna stop growing?"

He rested an elbow on top of my head. "When you can beat me in a bending match."

I raised a brow. "Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe."

Slugging him on the shoulder, I said, "Fine, this weekend you and me."

He stuck out his hand. "Deal."

I grabbed his hand, giving it a hard shake.

We listened to the match on the radio again, but at Oh's house. From the sound of it, the fire ferrets were barely hanging on. This time I knew why.

Oh looked like he was about to cry. "What if they don't win?"

"They'll win," I said, but I wasn't so sure.

As the match continued and they announced that Bolin got injured, I had given up all hope. I was slouching in the chair, my head in my hands. "I'm going to get something to drink."

I was down in Oh's kitchen when I heard him hollering. I couldn't tell if that meant they lost or won. "Oh-"

Oh came running towards me, picking me up and swinging me around in a huge hug. "They did it, Shai!"

"What? They won?"

"Korra won it for them with a knock out! They're playing in the finals!"

I yelled with Oh, hugging him.

They're playing in the finals! Who would have guessed?

"I can't believe it!" I yelled. I looked at Oh, who was smiling at me. His smile was full of excitement...and something else. Some kind of happiness I've never seen in him before. The way he looked at me...

"Yeah," He said. "It's pretty amazing."

So, to all the people that read this little story of mine, do you think ship shai with Moki, or with Oh? :)