A/N: Sorry I didn't update. Been busy with life and stuff with college apps. gah one more to go, art school apps o.o
Drabble Two Summary: Sometimes loving someone isn't easy. (Takes place after they are bonded and much longer).
Drabble Two: Bloodstream
She watched him grow from a naive youth into a man. He made countless mistakes but his determination and will made up for them. He was no longer a careless boy as she first remembered, but a part of her missed the boy. He was growing rapidly now, developing infinite wisdom and strength - but also a whole in his heart.
He was at that age, physically and mentality, where he wanted a lover.
It pained Raava. She loved him but they can never be together, not the way that she wanted. He was oblivious of her emotions and feelings towards him but she felt it was for the better. For a human and a spirit, they couldn't be together. She knew this, knew this since the beginning of time. And yet, despite her rationality, she could stop herself from feeling what she felt.
She was bonded to Wan, connected, sharing his blood, his veins, his thoughts, his mind, his heart, his soul.
And all she wanted to do was to make him happy but it broke her heart to watch him fall in love with someone else. He was in love with a human, a young girl. He would never admit this to Raava but she knew. She was inside of him, connected and intertwined, able to see and decode him. She was aware of them, the signs.
For the first few years, their life together was peaceful and beautiful. It was just them, him and her. She was the closet being he was close to. They always traveled for they were nomads, always going to one place to another, never staying in one place. It was understandable for they had to protect all people of different places. But it all changed when they went to a village and he caught glimpse of the young girl. The young girl was fifteen, five years his junior but she was beautiful. She was beautiful in a humble and simple way, with long ebony hair woven into a thick braid, light smooth skin, and soft brown eyes to set her heart shaped face. He did not know her name for he did not interact with her. He was shy, bashful even, something Raava had never seen in him. Wan was an outgoing person, fearless and daring but for some reason, he was unable to gather the courage to speak to the girl. He would never say anything about his feelings to Raava about the girl but she knew.
"Why don't you talk to her?" she asked one day as they were returning to their hut.
"Who?" he asked, pretending to be oblivious. She could feel his heart beating. His heart was always beating rapidly when he was near the girl...and when he was thinking about her.
"The young girl," she said calmly without any emotion.
He laughed uneasily, attempting to mask his feelings even more. "I don't know what you are talking about."
"The young girl," she repeated herself but with annoyance. "You and I both know who I am talking about. You have feelings for her."
"No-no. What? N-o," he stammered, pulling at his collar. "That's non-sense Ra-ava."
Raava chuckled. "Why do you deny your feelings?" She paused to push her own feelings aside. She wanted Wan to be happy despite how much it would break her heart. She loved him and when you loved someone, you want put the person first. "We've been at the village for weeks now. There are no longer discrepancies in the village and yet we stay here. And coincidentally you happen to go to places where she'll be. You forget that we are bonded. I can sense you. You are many things Wan, but subtle isn't one of them."
He sighed. "Is it that obvious?"
"Naturally," she clarified, using her analytical voice.
"What do you think I should do?" he sighed. "It's weird- I-I never liked anyone before and I don't know what to do."
She took a deep breath. "Just be yourself, be kind and courteous. Please her. Talk to her. You have to be forward Wan. Doing nothing for the rest of your life won't get you anywhere."
She helped him but she didn't know how far it would go.
To be Continued
A/N: please review!