It's not really Borra week anymore... but whatever. I got tied up with video games and then I went out of town for almost a week, so no writing then. But now I'm back! ...and I move out of my house and into my university's dorms tomorrow. So who knows when the next chapter will be out. :I


Bolin stared up at the moon hanging in the sky and let out another sigh, sinking further back against the rock he was leaning against. The air was just the perfect temperature. Not too cold or too warm, no need for an extra jacket. A breeze suddenly ruffled past him, sending a shiver up his spine as though to prove him wrong. He tucked his knees up under his chin and wrapped his arms around his legs, trying to pretend that that had not happened. There was no way he was getting up to go back inside to get a jacket. He just couldn't bring himself to do it. He didn't want to run into her. Into Korra.

He had tried to act normal after she had kissed Mako, but it was getting harder and harder to do so now that they were living at the same place where he saw her more than once or twice a day for practice. Now he ate meals with her, talked to her more, listened to her curse out Tarrlok, watched her try to airbend, and how she stormed off when she couldn't get it. All it was doing was making him love her more. He didn't want that. He didn't want any of this. She didn't like him as a potential boyfriend, she only saw him as a friend, the younger brother of her love interest. But, oh, how he wanted to be more than that. He wanted to comfort her when she failed airbending, give her words of advice, tell her not to get up. But, instead, he kept his distance, tried to rewind his feelings. But it wasn't working.

He sighed, nuzzling his nose into the nook between his knees. The sound of someone scuffing over the dirt alerted him of someone else's presence before they came around the bend. The figure stopped, staring at him and he stared back. It was the person he had been least looking forward to seeing. Korra stood there, even more beautiful in just the glow of the moon, if that was possible. He swallowed heavily and looked away before his prolonged staring turned into something creepy. She moved closer to him, standing over him now.

"Can I join you?" Her voice was soft and captivating and he found himself saying 'yes' before he could stop himself. Of course, he would have given her the same answer no matter what. That was just the way he was, especially when around her. She sat down, nestling next to him, greeting him with warmth that made him release his grip on his legs a bit, relaxing into her presence.

"Have you been avoiding me?"

Now that he hadn't been expecting.

His attention snapped back to her, his pulse accelerating, "What? No! That's just silly! Why would you think that? Why would I ever avoid you, Korra?"

"Bo…" her blue eyes locked on him, "I'm so sorry for the pain I caused you. I truly am."

He broke the gaze first again, looking back up at the moon before he gave a soft, "I know you are, but just by sitting here you're causing me more pain."

She flinched as though he had slapped her and moved to get up. He reached over holding onto her wrist, pulling her back down. She stared down at his hand, then back up at him. He continued to look up at the moon. The two were silent for minutes after, the only sound was the ocean lapping and breaking on the rocks around the island and the occasional noise from the mainland. His hand remained on her arm, Bolin not wanted to let go and Korra not wanting to shake him off.

"The moon's really beautiful tonight," he broke the silence. She turned her head up to stare up at the full moon.

"The moon used to be a beautiful lady from the Northern Water Tribe. Did you know that?" He shook his head, so she continued, "Katara used to tell me stories from back when she was young. She told me her travels with the previous Avatar, Aang. One of them was about a brave woman who gave up her life to save her people."

"How?" He tilted his head so he could look at Korra and still see the moon out of the corner of his eye, "How did she become the moon?"

"Many years ago, the moon and water spirits had decided to come reside in the physical world, the world of humans. They lived in an oasis in the Northern Water Tribe and took the form of koi fish. The moon spirit, Tui, was killed during an attack on the Northern Water Tribe by an Admiral of the Fire Nation Navy. As a result, all waterbenders lost their abilities. When Tui had been captured, the sky turned red as though it was bleeding. Enraged, Aang went into the Avatar state and, with help from the water spirit, La, they crushed the Navy violently, slashing through ships with water effortlessly and sweeping countless Firebenders out to sea.

There was a Princess that lived there named Yue. She was said to be incredibly beautiful and kind. Her hair was as white as the snow because, as a baby, her life had been saved by Tui. The moon spirit gave her life and she decided it was her duty to give it back. Sokka, Katara's brother, loved the Princess and had to watch her die, to watch her become the moon spirit and leave him to live in the Spirit World. Katara told me that it changed him, watching someone he loved die like that."

His grip tightened on her, "I never want to see you die. Ever. You're going to live forever, Korra. You got that? You're going to live forever. You're going to outlive me. You're going to outlive Mako. You're going to outlive everyone. You got that, Korra? Don't you ever die," tears were running down his face now and he harshly rubbed them away in embarrassment.

"I don't know if I can promise that, Bolin."

"Do it anyway. It will make me feel better if you do."

"All right, Bo, I promise that I'll never die."

"Ever."

"Ever," she laughed, but it was cut short when he suddenly reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into a tight hug. She stilled against him.

"You say she was beautiful?" He murmured into her hair.

"Incredibly so."

"You're more beautiful," her eyes widened in shock and he turned to look at the moon, "No offense, Yue lady," then he looked back at her, a soft smile on his face, "But you are more beautiful, Korra. No matter what."


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