She’s everything she has ever wanted. 

Beautiful, smart, bossy and strong. Sometimes, when she is sure that Katara isn’t paying attention to her, because she’s too focused on a medical book or the parchment bending she’s studying or whatever, Azula stares. 

Not long. No. She wouldn’t take the risk of being caught. Just enough to see her chewing her lower lips in a concentrated way, and frowning her eyebrow because she doesn’t understand something.

Katara is gorgeous, and she has been a fool for not noticing it for years. 

She looks away when the Avatar is approaching Katara behind her and puts a hand on her shoulders, smiling at her brightly.

She tried to focus on her own parchment and not on the laughed Katara shared with him, or the way she’s always, always, smiling gently to him. Azula holds her breath and her grip on her parchment tights. Even if she isn’t chasing him around the world and wants him dead, even if she understand now the importance of the Avatar in the balance of the world, even if (and it disgust her to admit it) Aang was nice with her, Azula would always fucking hate him.

Azula hears someone snorting behind her, and rolls her eyes with annoyment. Oh, no, not her. Toph, hands in the pocket of her pants, chewing a leaf, was smirking.

“Someone’s heart is beating fast right now,” she mocks.

“Probably the Avatar,” mumbled Azula and her eyes glanced quickly at the couple who were still talking.

Toph laughed again, amuse this time. “If you say.”

Azula bites the inside of her cheeks, and she jumps when she realizes that she is burning the parchment. Fuck. 

This time when she raises her eyes to Katara, the water bender is looking at her. She hates to admit that she forgot how to breathe when they eyes cross. 

“Everything, ok?” Asks the Avatar.

She barely notices him, she keeps eye contact with her. Always with her. 

Her heart is beating fast and she’s sure that her cheeks are pink now. Katara is everything she has ever wanted and she would never have her because she’s probably straight and enamore with the Avatar.

“Yeah,” she stands up abruptly and leaves them in the library. 

She walks furiously in the corridors, and stops when she finds her room. Close the door, lean against it, take her hands with her hand, mess her hair and scream.

Fuck.

Azula never has been loved, never has been in love, never really understands the feeling or why people are so obsessed with it.

But now. Everything is clear like water. Love is painful and unforbidden. Love is Katara.

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Azula and Katara are so perfect for each other, why can anyone see this? They have so much potential, so many beautiful stories could be written about them!

“Worthwhile things rarely come easily”

This is the best fanfiction that I have ever read in my life! Well, it's not totally true. I had read others really (like really!) good fanfiction, but this one...this one it's a masterpiece!

If you ever have loved Harry Potter in your life and be in love with Hermione Granger (like me but I didn't realized it at the time lol), if you love slow burn (the slow burn here is really something, I think I was going to die at each chapter), if you're dying for sapphic love story, if you adored enemies to lovers fics, if you want to have Pansy as a girlfriend (the Pansy of this fic is absolutely insufferably adorable) well this fic is for you.

This fic makes me blush just like I would do in front of my crush. This fic makes my heart pounding. This fic keep me wake up at night. This fic is everything.

Seriously, some people here are just born to be writers.