AN: Korra doesn't belong to me. Yet. Muahaha.

….I have no excuse for this.

This was a new one on Katara.

Korra had come to her with problems before, of course. Even after she mastered waterbending, the young Avatar had remained extremely close with her teacher. It wasn't uncommon for Korra to wander in after firebending training and eagerly tell Katara all about a new move she had learned. Katara often watched, of course, but now and again there were days when her bones felt too stiff to do more than move about the house. Sometimes Korra would try another useless shot at airbending and head to Katara for advice, comfort or just a friendly ear to listen as she vented.

But today was different. The minute Katara greeted her young friend, Korra had turned red and barely managed to mumble a "hello". She'd dropped into a chair at the table and refused to look up, except for sneaking glances every few minutes when she apparently thought Katara didn't see. The elder bender was puzzled but didn't pry; if her experiences with Kya had taught her anything, it's that teenaged girls didn't take well to blunt questioning.

After setting a teakettle down on the table and bending liquid into two cups, one of which she gave to Korra, Katara settled back into her seat. "Is everything all right, dear? You seem a bit…flustered." Her lips quirked slightly. "It's not Howl, is it?"

"No, not him." Korra dropped her head, hands tightening around her mug. "Sifu….I…..I…."

"What is it?" Katara asked gently when Korra didn't continue. "You can tell me anything, Korra. As long as it's not something that's hurting you, I won't even tell your mother and father if you don't want."

That clearly sealed the deal. Cyan eyes squeezed shut as Korra blurted out: "I think I'm a lesbian!"

Of all the things her pupil could have said, that was certainly not one of them. Katara blinked, dumbfounded as her cup hit the table with a soft thunk. "….I see. And what made you come to this conclusion?"

Korra's face flushed a color that would make Zuko's scar jealous. "I—I had a dream last night, Sifu. About….about kissing….well, you. B—but you were younger, my age!" she quickly added, eyes darting back down to the tabletop. "It'd be creepy if I liked you now. I mean, you're old. Not that you're creepy! I—argh!" Korra buried her head in her arms, positively scarlet.

Katara laughed as she reached over and gently shook Korra's arm. Things were starting to make a bit more sense. "How do you know it was me, Korra? And where were we when we kissed?"

"Um…" Korra's face faded slightly as she looked up and considered the questions. "Your hair was the same—the loopies and all—but I just…knew. And…we were on some sort of balcony in a city. It was sunset."

Katara nodded. "I thought so."

It was Korra's turn to blink now. "What?"

"Korra, you were having a dream from your past life. It was the first time Aang and I kissed—properly, that is," Katara said with a faraway smile. "We were at The Jasmine Dragon—the tea shop owned by Zuko's uncle in Ba Sing Se. It was right after the war ended." She took a sip from her cup again, lost in another time.

"Oh. So….I was feeling what Aang did?" Korra asked after a few moments, too lost in her own thoughts to notice Katara's lapse into silence.

"That's my guess," Katara confirmed with a nod. "Not that there's anything wrong with you liking girls, of course, and you may actually be a lesbian. But from what you described, I'm fairly sure it was only a dream."

"You seem…I don't know…more okay with it than I thought you'd be. I mean, if I told any of the Order members that, they'd probably act like I was Ozai all over again," Korra said with a faintly embarrassed snort. Most of the color had gone from her face by now.

Katara laughed. "One of my very good friends after the war was in love with another girl. Remember me telling you about Ty Lee?"

"She was the chi-blocker, right?" Korra asked with interest.

"That's the one. Anyhow, Ty Lee actually fell in love with Zuko's sister Azula."

"Really? She did?" Korra's eyes were wide. "How the heck…? I mean, wasn't Azula all…"

"She was," Katara said with a hint of sadness. "But she told me the story once. Would you like to hear it?" As Korra nodded, she took another sip of tea and began: "Ty Lee and Azula met when they were only five years old…"

BECAUSE I LOVE TYZULA, DAMMIT. .