This is a little Borra I wrote for my friend, so I hope you like it. It takes place in the future, 18 years from the current time.

Kayane belongs to me, LOK belongs to Bryke~

Dear Diary,

My name is Kayane, and I am 14 years old. My father is Chief of the Meltalbending Police and my mother is... my mother was the Avatar.

She died when I was born, so I never really had the chance to meet her or feel her hugs, but dad says she would've loved me very much.

He says she was a great woman. A stunning, strong, beautiful, and powerful creation of mankind. He says she was and will always be the only woman he's ever loved.

From the time I was able to understand him to even now, he tells me stories of her. Stories of them. Sometimes he changes them a bit. Sometimes he doesn't. There are some sad ones, and there are some happy ones. Those are the ones I like the most. The happy ones. Whenever he tells me those, there's this spark in his green eyes that convey just how much she meant to him. Sometimes, his eyes tell the story better than his words can.

But there's something different about his eyes when he tells me the story of how they met. A good different, mind you. It's my favorite story out of all.

He says he was walking to the bathroom when he saw her. The most beautiful Watertribe girl he's ever seen. No, wait- scratch that, the most beautiful girl he's ever seen period.

He wanted to know her; he needed to know her- so he did what he usually did whenever he used to see a pretty girl. He slicked his hair back, and walked on over. He helped her out of a tight spot, or as he phrased it, 'Saved her from Toza.' Then, he showed her the Arena. The Pro-Bending Arena, that is.

He introduced her to Uncle Mako. 'They didn't get off to the best start.' He would always chuckle. When I used to ask him if their friendship got better over time, he would always lower his head and his voice would drop. 'Yeah. Yeah it got a lot better later on.'

But i'm no fool, I can take a hint. I know that she had a thing for Uncle Mako for a while, even if neither him nor his brother have ever told me directly. They don't like talking about the little love square they had going on. Well, not in front of Aunt Asami, anyway.

It still befuddles me as to why he gets sad when I would mention it, back then. I mean, they ended up getting married and having me, right?

Anyway- after the Waterbender for their team quit, mom took their place. I'd tell you the Waterbender's name, but I don't really know it. Uncle Mako and dad always said it wasn't important.

She was rusty as first, hell- she'd never played the game before that night, but she got better over time.

After the match she joined the team permanently and the rest is a story for another day.

I miss my mom more than anything, and I know dad does too. One time, I asked him how sad he is that she's gone. I don't know why I did, I was only 7, but what he said will stick to me until my own dying day.

He got real quiet for a while, but then he took my hands in his. He looked me in the eye and with a crooked smile said: 'She has lived countless lives, and she will live countless more, but i'm beyond grateful that she decided to spend at least one with me.'