"And I'm somewhere in between what is real and just a dream"
Who: generalflirt and markofthebrave
What: "What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way."
When: December 23rd
Where: undetermined
Summary: A mistletoe-induced confession leads to two friends having The Talk.
Rating: PG?
So. That was actually... a little longer than Katara had meant to go without talking to Masaomi. This wasn't the sort of conversation she felt they could have over the journals, and then with the blizzard... it was getting to be a long time. And the longer she waited, the less Katara wanted to have this conversation. She'd come to the conclusion that there wasn't anything she could do but hurt him, and she really didn't want to hurt him. But she couldn't see any way around it...
That is, of course, when she wasn't busy building up excuses for her not to take the whole thing seriously at all. She didn't want things to change. So it was only natural that she was looking for reasons or ways in which she'd misunderstood, or read to much into what he said, or even turned the whole thing into a mean joke.
But there wasn't really any way to talk herself around the way he'd held her. And she couldn't forget the way he smiled just before he kissed her. That seemed all-too-real, and as if it was every bit as serious as her heart told her to take this, despite logic. So, she had to talk to him. She couldn't imagine just passing him on the street and having not talked to him, leaving this unresolved between them... although the more she thought of it, the more tempting it became. But it wasn't as though he'd stolen a kiss. She'd let him, and she'd kissed him back, and she said they would talk.
So she sets out to find him.
What: "What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way."
When: December 23rd
Where: undetermined
Summary: A mistletoe-induced confession leads to two friends having The Talk.
Rating: PG?
So. That was actually... a little longer than Katara had meant to go without talking to Masaomi. This wasn't the sort of conversation she felt they could have over the journals, and then with the blizzard... it was getting to be a long time. And the longer she waited, the less Katara wanted to have this conversation. She'd come to the conclusion that there wasn't anything she could do but hurt him, and she really didn't want to hurt him. But she couldn't see any way around it...
That is, of course, when she wasn't busy building up excuses for her not to take the whole thing seriously at all. She didn't want things to change. So it was only natural that she was looking for reasons or ways in which she'd misunderstood, or read to much into what he said, or even turned the whole thing into a mean joke.
But there wasn't really any way to talk herself around the way he'd held her. And she couldn't forget the way he smiled just before he kissed her. That seemed all-too-real, and as if it was every bit as serious as her heart told her to take this, despite logic. So, she had to talk to him. She couldn't imagine just passing him on the street and having not talked to him, leaving this unresolved between them... although the more she thought of it, the more tempting it became. But it wasn't as though he'd stolen a kiss. She'd let him, and she'd kissed him back, and she said they would talk.
So she sets out to find him.