Moving On

DISCLAIMER: I don't own, and never will own, The Legend of Korra or any characters in this story. The plot is the only thing that is mine. All awesomeness belongs to Bryke and those LUCKY bastards at Nickleodeon.

Korra opened her eyes groggily. The sun was shining and her curtains were open letting in a cool breeze. All in all, today was a beautiful day. But Korra was barely in the mood for it. 'Great,' she thought, 'Airbending practice with Tenzin and then another six hours of watching Mako and Asami get all 'cute.'' Korra liked Asami. She really did. That doesn't mean she didn't like Mako and it doesn't hurt to see them together. No, she did like him and it did hurt. Really bad. Really, really bad. Plus, after her encounters with Amon, Korra had been feeling more pressure than ever to learn Airbending. Anyways, after Korra finally managed to drag herself out of bed, she got dressed and headed down to the gazebo.

"Good morning, Korra," Tenzin said as his eyes opened and he invited her to sit down.

"Morning," she said solemnly as she began meditating. Tenzin took note of her attitude and he remembered last night on the airship. He sighed and began his meditation too.

After practice, Korra walked back to the temple. She saw Mako, Bolin, and Asami relaxing and talking on the steps. They suddenly burst out laughing and Korra smiled. At least her friends didn't have the weight of the world on their shoulders. Literally.

"Hey Korra!" Bolin greeted happily. Korra gave a small wave and trudged off to her room. "Wha-?" he said with a confused look in his eyes. He looked to Mako.

"Is she okay?" Asami asked worried.

"She's fine," Mako said waving her off, "Probably just tired."

"Yeah. Sure Mako," Bolin said irritated, slightly glaring at his brother.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mako glared back.

"Oh. Well lets see," Bolin said in a mocking tone while putting his finger to his temple, "Maybe she's stressed. Ya know, with Amon and the war, and Airbending, and worried about LOSING HER BENDING?"

"What are you yelling at me for?" Mako asked in a pissed-off tone.

"Well, me and Asami have been trying to help and all you've been is cold and cruel!" Asami sat in the middle, wide-eyed. She'd never seen them fight so bad. They were face to face by this point.

"Now guys look…" she started but was cut of by both of them.

"Its not like I can help her Bolin! I don't know what's even wrong! And I haven't been that much of a jackass!"

"If you don't know what's wrong then why don't you ask?" Bolin screamed raising his fist.

"Why don't you!" Mako retaliated.

"SHUT UP!" they heard a girl scream. Instantly their anger was gone and the looked to the top of the steps to see a small Airbender no more than ten years old. But boy did she look pissed.

"Look!" she screamed. "If any of you actually want to know what's wrong, why don't you ALL go talk to her? Its that simple. But stop fighting. The last thing Korra needs is her only friends fighting. Not now. She has enough to worry about as it is. Besides," Jinora said as her voice softened and she turned away, "How can anyone reading with you making that much noise."

Hello people of the world of fanfiction! I know this was really short but it's my first fic and I want to see if I get any reviews and if anyone actually likes it. I LOVE Legend of Korra and I just had to write this. I really am just a crazy fangirl so don't blame Bryke if this sucks. Any reviews are welcome, (because who's gonna stop you from telling me I suck at writing) but really. Is my story that bad that you need to tell me to go to hell? It's happened to my friend. Anyways, review all you want but all flames belong to Mako. If you guys like it I WILL post another chapter. THANK-YOU!

~AA13