Broken Dreams
Title: Broken Dreams
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Pakku/Kanna, Yugoda
Warning: None
Word Count: 482
Notes: I was interested in knowing more about Pakku and Kanna’s relationship after the first seasons but slightly disappointed it never was further explained. After seeing prompt # 5 Arch for avatar_contest I thought it would be interesting to write.
The gentle sound of the waves crashing on the shore filled the air as Kanna waited under the arches. She was waiting for her best friend, Yugoda, to arrive. When they were young children they would watch young adult lovers embrace. The two young Water Tribe citizens would fantasized on how their betrothals would happen.
A light tap on the shoulder woke Kanna from the trance she was in. She turned around, expecting it was Yugoda, but to her surprise it was a young man.
“Kanna?” He asked.
“Yes,” Kanna replied as her eyes wondered around, sizing him up. She noticed from his facial features, he was a very handsome young man.
“I couldn’t help noticing such a beautiful young lady around the city,” Pakku stated almost shyly.
Her cheeks flushed at Pakku’s compliment. Her heart beat loudly as she saw him digging franticly in his pocket for something.
“I know this is probably soon,” Pakku, admitted, smiling nervously at her, “But would you consider me?”
He opened his hand. It was a detailed and elegant betrothal necklace. It was one of the most beautiful necklaces Kanna has ever seen. Not wanting to lose him to another woman she immediately agreed to the proposal. Kanna couldn’t help but to feel like she was the luckiest teenager in the entire the world as he placed the necklace on her.
~*~*~*~*~
As days pass, Kanna and Pakku spent time together. Over time his crude ways were exposed to her - the way he treated women, less talented benders, and his lack of honesty, especially with those closest to him. The cloud that blinded her lifted and she saw him for who he really was.
Kanna approached Yugoda, her best friend, to talk to her about Pakku, she valued her best friend’s opinion. But Yugoda was stilled fooled by the façade Pakku created, and didn’t seem to listen to what she had to say telling her she was making a mountain out of a mole-ant hill. Eventually Yugoda went so far as to suggest that she had “cold feet.”
The days grew near to Kanna’s sixteenth birthday. Shortly the wedding would follow. She wished that she hadn’t agreed so quickly to marry him, that she was not so naïve. As she realized it was mere days before the ceremony, she realized she would do anything to prevent the assuredly unhappy marriage.
~*~*~*~*~
In the wee hours of the morning Kanna boarded a ship with other emigrants. She was not the only young person who decided that it would be better for her to find her way at the Southern Pole. As she ship set off she began to cry because she never said goodbye to Yugoda. She hadn’t because she was afraid the other girl would follow her needlessly.
As the ship sailed into deeper waters, Kanna watched the arches grow smaller and smaller. The arches of her childhood memories and fantasies.