After being saved by Kyoshi, I regained my focus, joining the group as we slowly pushed through the deserted wasteland, home to an unreasonable amount of corrupted spirits. Unfortunately for me, my little slip of the mind wasn't just a one-time occurrence during the next six, or I should say five, days.
Thanks to Korra's confession, I've become hyper-aware of her, nearly every moment, my thoughts were solely of her, of Korra; so much so, I was making mistakes left and right.
During a battle with a powerful spirit, a spirit born from a time long before any of us, I happened to be transfixed on Korra, and I was nearly crushed to the ground, but a surge of water flung me to the side, saving me at the last moment. "Aang, you okay?" As I quickly snapped out of my trance, I could feel a substantial heat creep onto my cheeks.
To be caught by Kyoshi was embarrassing enough, but to be caught and saved by the very person I had been thinking of, the sheer embarrassment made me stutter. "Y-Yeah, I-I'm good, I-I mean, fine, K-Korra. T-Thanks."
As I fumbled my words out like a child trying to lie to their parent, Korra just looked at me in slight confusion before slowly nodding. It was clear she found my behavior a bit suspicious, but we had a more pressing matter.
The next day, I scouted ahead with my glider, searching for a path with fewer spirits, though while searching from above, my mind once again settled on Korra, on her muscular figure, her long, brown hair, her vibrant, youthful blue eyes, the two full mounds on her chest, the curve of her backside.
My gaze grew unfocused as I aimlessly flew through the sky, my mind focused solely on Korra, her appearance flashing through my mind hundreds of times a minute. Eventually, I returned to my group, who had been waiting for me, to hear my discovery.
"Which way, Aang?" Unfolding her arms, Kyoshi glanced my way, causing me to briefly freeze as I tried to remember what I'd seen, yet nothing came to my mind. My thoughts of Korra had overridden my twenty-minute scouting session; I couldn't recall a single thing about which path to take.
"Um, that way, slightly to the right." Taking a gamble, I pointed us in a direction, causing the four of them to nod as I led them, though lying ended up being a terrible mistake.
After an hour of walking, we encountered a mini-horde, and these weren't the weak corrupted spirits that attack Jathr every seven days. No, these corrupted spirits were all decently strong; a few of them were even on the level of General Old Iron, a spirit that fought an Avatar Yang Chen to a standstill. To say we had our hands full was an understatement.
Since this was my fault, I took on the dangerous job of keeping the two most powerful spirits entertained, while three others cleared the weaker ones. Unfortunately, they weren't weak, so it took a while to clear. By the end, all four of us were exhausted and injured, thankfully, nothing serious though.
"Aang, I believe you have some explaining to do." Kyoshi, her face paint mostly gone, smeared away by the dirt, blood, and sweat from the multi-hour-long battle, glared at me with a less-than-pleased expression.
Admitting my fault, we quickly found a place to set up camp while Korra dealt with our injuries. We ended up wasting a whole day because of my lie.
On the fifth day, as Roku and I prepared to launch a combined attack, I caught a glimpse of Korra out of the corner of my eye, and the sight was enough to derail my mind. Losing focus mid-attack, I caused our combined attack to backfire as the wave of fire Roku launched was instantly pushed right at us, which he was barely able to redirect, though not without suffering some burns on his palm.
"Aang!" Feeling someone hit my back, I break out of my thoughts and glance at Roku, who glares intensely at me. Thanks to my actions, the corrupted spirits rushing at us — the ones that were supposed to attack together — have closed in on our location.
With Roku's palms burned, he was unable to fight, meaning we were down one person and needed to protect another one, and the loss of a combatant, we definitely felt it. Though since we were just dealing with a normal group of spirits, we handled them.
"Ahh, that feels better, Korra." With the battle over, Roku's palms were now being healed by Korra, but for the rest of the day, he was unable to fight until his palms fully healed.
With Roku's palms injured, Kyoshi decided to set up a portal here and return to Jathr a day earlier, which we ultimately did. To say I was embarrassed with myself would be a vast understatement; I was thoroughly ashamed of myself. Due to my inability to focus, I caused numerous problems and led us on our worst expedition by far.
'What's wrong with me?'
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3rd POV
Sitting at the dining table were Roku, Korra, and Kyoshi; ever since they'd returned, Aang had seemingly vanished; he was nowhere to be seen.
"Something is wrong with Aang." Kyoshi, without beating around the bush, spoke the thoughts that were on all their minds, causing Korra and Roku to glance at each other before lightly nodding. "Ha, yes, the boy is clearly focused on something else." Roku, ever-so-subtly, glances at Korra.
"Maybe we should just give him time? He might sort things out, whatever is plaguing his mind." Korra, feeling slightly guilty, knowing she was the cause of Aang's current state, chooses the passive approach, not wanting to interfere.
"He's had six days to sort it out, Korra." Frowning, Kyoshi folded her arms and glanced at Korra. "I mean, technically, but it wasn't like he was just sitting down and thinking." "You sure, Korra? It kind of felt that way to me." Korra shot Roku a glare for his mocking remark, wishing to defend the man her heart yearned for, but she also couldn't argue with him, as Aang had made many mistakes.
"Haa, well, if you want to talk with him, good luck, he's shut himself in his room since returning yesterday." Korra, knowing she had no ground to stand on, deflated in defeat as she sighed and folded her arms, glancing between Kyoshi and Roku.
The three of them discussed for a bit longer, though in the end, they remained unsure of what to do with Aang, and considering they had to protect Jathr tomorrow, they decided to return to their rooms to get a full night's rest.
By the next day, the four of them were standing in front of Jathr, and Aang was sitting by himself, clearly still troubled with his thoughts; however, when the hord arrived, despite the Kyoshi, Roku, and Korra's concern that he'd mess up once again, he performed flawlessly, causing them to softly sigh in relief.
Once the horde was dealt with, Aang immediately returned to his room, not even taking the time to bathe, causing Roku to make a witty remark while Korra rolled her eyes.
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Aang POV
Standing just outside Korra's room, I raised my hand and knocked, finally ready to give my response to her confession. "Yeah? Oh, it's you, Aang, what do you want?" Yawning slightly, Korra, wearing a night gown, casually leaned against the door frame, causing my heart to pound.
"I came to give you my response." Korra must've forgotten about it, cause a faint blush appeared as she immediately stood upright before opening the door, allowing me to enter. "O-Oh yeah, come on in."
As I entered, I awkwardly stood in the middle of the room, glancing at Korra, who stood opposite me, her eyes darting around constantly while her hands fidgeted with each other. It was apparent she was nervous. "Soooo?"
"First off, I'd like to apologize for this week. I put all of us in danger because of my lack of focus." Clasping my hands, I deeply bowed to Korra, who didn't try to comfort me. "I accept your apology, Aang. Though I am partly to blame, that confession must've been on your mind." Lightly nodding, Korra awkwardly scratched her cheek while wryly smiling.
"Actually, the confession wasn't on my mind much; it was you. I-I couldn't get you out of my mind." My words not only embarrassed me but also Korra, yet it was clear she was also pleased, as evidenced by the smile she tried to hide.
As I looked at Korra, I was reminded of my wife and child, but I was also reminded of Kyoshi's advice. 'Honesty starts with themselves.' The truth was that I liked Korra, I wanted to be with her, and for us to be together… That was my truth. When I looked at Korra, I felt the same deep emotions whenever I remembered my wife, and I couldn't deny them.
"Korra." "U-Um, yes, Aang?" As Korra nervously raised her head, I softly grabbed her shoulders and leaned down, gently stealing her lips, engaging in an innocent, passionate kiss.
After several seconds, I finally pulled away, and a string of saliva connected our lips before eventually breaking. As we looked at each other, we could see the flush on our faces, causing us to smile. "I take it that's a yes?" Korra's flushed, smiling expression was another level of charming that I couldn't help but kiss her again. "Yes."
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I know many of you didn't like The Legend of Korra, but we should all be able to agree on the fact that Korra was hot, right?