I'm back! Sorry it took a while, been super busy with end of school par-tays.

So I wrote this at like 10 last night on Notes on my iPod and I was trying to copy it so that I could paste it to an email (I hate just hitting send on Notes, don't ask) and I accidentally deleted it! ARGG! Then, I switched over to Safari to look up how to undo in Notes and it said undo-ing was only possible if you hadn't already closed out of the program!

So basically, I had to re-write this whole thing from memory and I'm an idiot.

On the bright side, I do enjoy a good cliché crushing (you'll see)!

Enjoy and to all you lawyers out there, I DON'T OWN KORRA! IF I DID THE MAKORRA WOULD BE AWESOMESAUCETACULAR AND ALL OVER THE PLACE! AND TARRLOCK WOULD DIE IN A WHOLE AFTER EVERYONE FINDS OUT THAT HE'S SOOOO AMON! So, yeah… I don't own.

"I don't know what to do! I'm just not quite sure where we stand anymore! I mean, I kissed him, hurting his brother, and he's dating a girl I actually want to be friends with! It's just so confusing I want to bang my head against a wall! Look at me, the great Avatar throwing a pity party for one in the middle of the night because of the most dangerous evil of all: relationships. Ugh!"

She was crying now, tears streaming down her face as she stared out to Aang's statue in Yue Bay from her perch on a cliff. Sitting there was usually the only time Korra could meditate on important things in her life but things were just so damn complicated. She was talking about her feelings to a statue for crying out loud. That's a pretty good sign that things are screwed up.

"Worst of all, he has made it blindingly clear that he doesn't even sort of feel the same way!" She managed to choke out.

"You sure?" asked a familiar voice from behind the current Avatar.

Korra wiped her tears. "Positive."

"I wouldn't be so sure."

Oh Spirits, she recognized the voice's owner now. A blush began to spread up the girl's cheeks as she became increasingly aware of Mako's hot breath on her neck.

"Turn around." He whispered, lips brushing against her ear.

Korra quickly checked for stray tears and complied, taking care not to look into his eyes.

"Look at me." Had his voice always been so soft?

Korra felt her will crack as she looked up, slowly meeting his eyes. Cerulean met umber for a second that felt like a lifetime. The tension was getting unbearable and Korra did what any bold, hotheaded, love-struck heroine would do.

She muttered a quick, "Man of many words I see," and attempted to run back to her comfy Air Temple bed.

The key word is attempted. Mr. Hat Trick had foreseen this happening and had grabbed her wrist before she made it three steps, let alone her pillow.

He studied her for a moment. Korra's cheeks probably hadn't been this red since she had gone the exceptionally poor run through what she liked to call "The Leaf-Bending Exercise Artifact Thingy". Just as she was about to relive that painful day in an equally wince-worthy flashback, Mako kissed her.

He initiated a kiss with her. Well this is new.

Korra broke away first.

"What about Asami?"

"She broke it off with me. She said she knew I didn't feel for her like I did for you. She sent me here."

This was enough for Korra to resume the kiss.

Later, just before finally going to sleep, she'd glance out at the statue one last time that night.

"Thank you," she whispered, her head hitting the pillow and a smile dancing across her face.

I'm not quite sure how Mako and I will work out with Amon, the Equalists, and Tarrlock all analyzing our every move. Somehow, though, I know we'll make it.

Aww! Adorable! It would have been more adorable with Pabu but whatevs. I still like it. Agree? Disagree? Don't really care? FANTASTIC! Leave a review!