1. Introduction

"This is Korra, Korra, this is Mako." The girl just nodded at the introduction, no flicker of recognition in her eyes, no spark, nothing. He tried not to say anything, give the game away, and he took her hand, so familiar it hurt, and shook it. Still nothing from her, she didn't recognise him, remember him. She drifted away and the man just gave him a sympathetic look, as if that would help his heart, his slowly breaking heart. He watched as she slipped out of the room, angry tears of confusion on her face, her fingers already moving to the white bandages on her head, about to pick at them as she always did now, when she knew her memory was failing her.

He too had done that for a while, but it had all come back to him, luckily; they all kept saying it was lucky, so fortunate of him to have his mind restored, but he couldn't agree. What was lucky about remembering a wonderful relationship, that couldn't go on because the other party couldn't remember it? To watch them, knowing they'd had something great, and now it would probably never return, how was that fortunate? He followed her, still knowing her, knowing that she would need someone, whether she thought so or not.

She just looked at him when he reached her, tears still not shed, the confusion even more evident. He said nothing, just drew her into his arms; technically, they'd only formally known each other for less than an hour, but she still let him hold her; somewhere in there, Korra was still existing. When he pulled back to look into her eyes, he thought he saw the spark again, for a second or so, and she smiled; she'd remembered something. One of their dates, she told him, and as he listened, he matched it with his own memory and hugged her again; she was coming back, coming back to him.

2. Alive

They were so alive. They danced and jumped, yelled and laughed, so lively, so alive, and he felt so dead beside them. He didn't want to be the rain on their parade, but he couldn't just let go like they could, couldn't forget it all; he couldn't dance anyway. He sat back and watched them as they never stopped moving, not letting anything catch up with them, while he stayed and stewed in the past; he wanted more than anything to join them. He waited instead, waiting for them to tire, so he could resume his role of the downer, of the practical protector, it was all he was here for.

"You don't have to just sit here, you know," She said, flopping down beside him, reading his thoughts as always, "You can let go, there is nothing stopping you; don't give me excuses, before you think of doing that. Come on, you don't have to be the corpse of the party; we have Tenzin for that today! I'm kidding, MasterTenzin, kidding! Mako, come on; dance with me." He let her take his hand, pull him up and drag him out there, let her use him as a puppet; she actually had to kiss him to break the spell, drawing sighs and squeals from all around, but he danced after that, he laughed; he became alive.

3. Sorry

"I'm sorry for a lot of things; letting Bolin get kidnapped, being so jealous, betraying those I loved, losing my focus so many times... they are so many things I am sorry for, and I am willing to apologise for all of them, but the one thing I could never be sorry about is kissing her."

"You do realise that this is over then? Me and you; because I was willing to forget it all, accept the apologies, move on, but only if you were truly sorry about it all, no, not even all, just that. You aren't though, the one thing that could matter and you're not sorry!"

"I'm sorry it happened when it did, I swear, b-"

"But you're not sorry it happened, are you? Don't even answer it, okay? Look... I guess I always knew there was something more when it came to you two; it was obvious you were linked in some way, but I always thought, I always hoped that... that I could still exist between that link, create my own with you. I guess it's just too strong for me to compete with... I'm sorry too, Mako, but I'm sticking to my word. It's over."

"I am sorry, Asami, and you always have a place in my heart, I promise."

"Just go to her."