Well I saw a prompt, and I just started writing. I do plan on continuing this ASAP. But I do like how this turned out. This all takes place after ep.5. I hope all of you like it! and I would MEGA appreciate if you all REVIEW! :DD Thanks a BUNCHES!

Prompt: Start sentence with :Her Laugh Broke the silence!

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Her laugh broke the silence that was thickly forming in the atmosphere around the two awkward teenagers. They sit exactly twelve inches away from each other. A safe distance to say the least. Both fuming with frustrated anger. The teenage boy ran a hand through his spiky brown locks of hair with a loud huff. The water tribe girl sits cross-legged bitterly chuckling, fisting the loose dark fabric of her pants.

Mako looks over at the giggling girl and raises an eyebrow. "What's so funny?" Mako asks a bit annoyed.

Korra halts her giggling and her expression goes hard with a look of sadness settling into her blue irises. Korra sighs sharply. "Look where our fighting has gotten us, Mako. Nowhere. Yet we continue to fight and bicker at each other for the stupidest things." Korra explains pulling her legs up to her chest and hugging them with her arms. "It's pointless." she whispers under her breath.

They had just finished what will be remembered as one of their most hurtful arguments. The fight started down in the training room after Bolin left to do some errands, and somehow Korra and Mako found themselves up in Mako's penthouse on the floor, leaning against a poorly plastered wall. They had fell silent for several minutes, that is until Korra chuckled.

Mako had to admit that Korra was right. They do fight a lot. Actually, more than they should. "Korra..." Mako trails off in a sad tone. Before Mako can continue to speak, Korra interjects.

"Everyday Mako, it is something new. We can never get along... So I have been thinking..." Korra looks beside her to Mako, who is staring into her cerulean eyes intently. Mako oblivious to the pain that laces the blue of her eyes. Korra takes a deep breath of air before continuing. "Maybe it would be best if we weren't friends. You would be a lot happier, and less stressed, and so would I." Korra rises to her feet, followed by Mako who's eyes have gone wide at Korra's suggestion.

"Korra,no. Why would you even suggest something like that? I enjoy being your friend fighting, or not fighting." Mako says reaching out for Korra's shoulder. Korra steps back before he can tough her and adverts her gaze to the floor.

"Mako, we fight and argue constantly, thats not a friendship, this is a ticking time bomb. Besides, I would be a lot happier with you out of my life...I would be so much more at peace. I could finally concentrate on things that need to get done. Like my airbending training." Korra grumbles keeping her eyes fixed on the wood floor beneath her. She knew the words she had just said hurt her more than it will ever hurt Mako, but they had to be said.

Mako flinches. He realizes the hurt he has caused Korra, but he never thought it was that bad. He had absentmindedly caused her sadness and emotional distress. Even though her feelings for Mako were confessed just a few days ago, she still regrets kissing him, and telling her how she felt. Because nothing changed, just their attitudes twaord each other, and the growing tension that formed between the two. Korra was right, their friendship is a ticking time bomb. The timer just ran out and now it seems the contents of their friendship have been sprawled everywhere. Something they could never pick up and put back together.

But how do you fix what has already been broken from the start? They would never hang out unless it was to train. she had tried before to take the brothers out to lunch, but Mako chose to hang out with Asami instead. Bolin went though, but there was something missing to her afternoon. Mako. Korra sat and watched everyday at Mako and Asami, bitterness and jealousy filling her emotions. She loved Mako, and Korra always having to see her with another girl slowly killed her insight on him. Mako neglects to be there for Korra, but Korra has put herself at risk for Mako. She begins to wonder if Mako even cares. Korra has spent many starry nights crying into her pillow, wishing for some miracle that Mako would wake up and love Korra the way she loved him. But she realized that was a pipe dream. Something that could never happen.

So here they were, Mako staring down at Korra in confusion. As far as Korra knew, she was done trying to make this friendship work. It was hopeless to her now. All her initiative to make this friendship work with Mako had vanished and she wanted to leave. Leave this place full of hallow memories and never come back. She planned on kicking Mako out of her life for good. Love was not for the Avatar. Sure Aang had love, and so did several other Avatars, but it was just out of Korra's reach. She figures that she just needs to focus on being the Avatar and saving the city from harm. The little things in life she finally realizes, she has no time for.

Besides, Mako doesn't need me. He has Asamai, and Bolin. He is not alone, and what difference would it make if I just left. Nothing would change. At this point, what more could I do? Korra thinks as she fights back tears. She wasn't about to give Mako the satisfaction to see her cry. But that wouldn't be Mako's satisfaction, it would be his breaking point.

Mako wanted to have Korra in his life, but if she was unhappy, he had no other choice but to just let her go. He wasn't going to force her to be his friend. If she wanted to leave, then he was going to let her leave. Even if it meant that he was never going to see her again. If he loved her, he is to let the Avatar go. But he didn't want to. He truly does want her in his life.

Mako has an urge to reach out and pull Korra into his lean arms and hold her, telling her that he was sorry, but he knows how that would end. It would end with her shoving him away and deepening the tension between them. He doesn't need to make this harder than it already is. Saying goodbye is hard. Well it is for Mako that is. "Korra..." He breaths looking down at her, waiting for her to look up at him. But she never does. Instead she turns on her heels and heads for the latch on the floor. Opening the door she looks back at Mako, tears rimming her eyes. "Goodbye Mako." But goodbye is easy for Korra. No. As soon as the words leaved her tongue, her whole world seems to collapse in on itself. A tear falls from her eye, but before she can wipe it away, Mako sees the salty tear streaming down her cheek. His heart shatters, and he finally realizes that this hurts Korra more than it has hurt Mako.

Mako blinks, and when he opens his stinging eyes, Korra is gone, the door shutting with a quiet thud.

Mako is left standing in the middle of the penthouse with one thought crossing his mind.

Why was that funny to Korra?

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