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Don't Let Go	By : Alcaloid Category: Avatar - The Last Airbender > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 6336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Don't Let Go
- 2-What I Am
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Don’t let go - a Avatar fanfiction by Diego

Edited by Gunwild http://cartoon.adult-fanfiction.org/authors.php?no=1296798930

Warning: The following story contains explicit depictions of consenting minors engaging in sexual acts. Please use your judgment.

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Chapter 1 – The Day Of Blossoms

She hopped, hopped, then hopped again.

Ty Lee landed lightly on yet another rooftop, crouching to keep herself hidden from the street below. This city was a fraction of the size of Ba Sing Se, which meant it was still a distressingly big one. She found herself surrounded by a forest of tall and closely packed buildings. A wild array of storehouses and dwellings for the underprivileged seemed to have haphazardly sprouted in this area.

There was only a little activity down on the ground, as everybody was enjoying the day off. Everybody but her, that was. The Day of Blossoms was celebrated in all parts of the known world, and the truce it entailed rarely broken. Ty Lee thought with bitterness that she should be eating pastries right now, and maybe dipping them in sweetened tea in a most unladylike manner. Instead she was hopping from roof to roof, looking for a needle in a haystack.

A very small needle in a really huge haystack.

At least she had a good view of the many streets and alleys, so she decided to rest for a while. She adjusted her position and a light spasm ran up her leg. Great, the stimulant was wearing off and she had just a little left. The last few days’ exertions were taking their toll, even on someone in peak physical condition as herself.

Ty Lee moved her shoulders, trying to ease some of the discomfort Azula’s last show of displeasure had caused. Not for the first time in her life she wished she had never crossed paths with the sadistic princess.

“Damned Bitchzula,” muttered the acrobat, “Stupid *dominatrixalways blames me when something goes wrong.” She knew she wasn’t the sharpest blade in the sleeve, but she was honest enough with herself to admit to her cowardice. She had been a coward for a long time when it came to Azula and hated herself for it, but she also knew she would remain one for a long time still.

*Bitchzula* had made it very clear that the acrobat wasn’t to return without sure knowledge of Katara’s whereabouts. In fact, she had threatened to have her feet flogged, and what was more to do it herself. Why this obsession with the girl anyway?

Ty Lee considered giving up and just facing the punishment. This was pointless anyway, for there was no way to manage it… Movement below caught her eye. It couldn’t be, could it? Had the spirits finally turned her fortunes around?

She’d spotted one of Katara’s companions - her cute brother actually, if she remembered correctly - exiting what looked like a disused warehouse. The dummy was wearing his easily recognizable outfit, and not even covering his even more recognizable hairdo. She had to admit that he was yummy in a rough kind of way, and followed his progress until he disappeared from view.

Ty Lee’s mouth broke into a huge grin. Now she could go back and maybe enjoy those pastries after all. First though she had to make sure her prey was inside the building, for if she was mistaken, *Bitchzula* wouldn’t be pleased. That was a truly scary thought. This would be easy since the other rooftop was slightly below her present position. She ran to give herself momentum and jumped, landing gracefully atop the warehouse.

There was a loud cracking sound, and then she was falling through the roof. Before she could put her stretched skills into action, her left shin hit a massive support beam. Pure agony shot up her leg, but she did her best to ignore it and find something to break her fall.

Time slowed down while she ascertained the situation in a heartbeat. To her horror she realized that she was heading straight for some stone structure that had split into jagged wreckage. She closed her eyes.

“I don’t wanna die!”

*WOOOSH*

It took a moment for Ty Lee to realize that she wasn’t falling as fast. She slowed down until she reached the ground, where she was deposited gently on packed dirt away from the debris. A look behind her showed a torrent of water receding into a nearby well. Then understanding hit her.

“Oh, poop.”

Looking frantically about, she finally spotted the waterbending girl walking with purpose towards her. Her expression was far from friendly. The acrobat tried to stand but her instep protested painfully, refusing to carry her weight. She was helpless; all she could hope for now was for her would-be executioner to show mercy.

Ty Lee closed her eyes and protectively brought her closed fists to her chest. “Please don’t kill me,” she pleaded. She knew she sounded pathetic, but she was hurt and terrified. The expected coup de grace didn’t come though, and she opened a curious eye to see that Katara was standing a safe distance away with arms crossed.

The blue-eyed girl’s expression still was hostile, but it had softened some and she seemed to be pondering what to do next. *That’s good, that’s good,* thought Ty Lee with a small spark of hope kindling in her heart.

“I’m not going to kill you,” said Katara in a cold tone of voice, “Not after saving your life.”

*That’s good, that’s good. Not killing is good.*

“There’s no honor in striking a fallen enemy.” Continued the waterbender, “But I will hurt you if you attack me.”

*That’s good, that’s good. Honor is good.*

“Unlike you, I respect the inviolability of The Day Of Blossoms. It’s my sacred duty to show kindness to everyone, even my foes.”

“For the record,” pointed out Ty Lee, grinning tentatively, “I wasn’t going to hurt you, I was just spying on you.”

Katara rolled her eyes, “I know you badly hurt your shin. I can heal it, so don’t try any of your tricks unless you want to be lame for the rest of your days.”

“You – you’re going to help me?”

“Even though you’re my enemy, I can’t leave you crippled,” explained the waterbender, “Don’t ask me why, because you wouldn’t understand.”

*That’s good, that’s good. Huh, not understanding is good.*

“I will have to tend to the injury more than once,” warned Katara, “And you won’t be able to walk for another day, so you’ll have to remain here.”

*That’s great, that’s great. Staying alive is great.*

“Even if you fight me you won’t be able to get out, not in your condition,” continued the other girl, “And I doubt my friends will show you any kindness.”

Ty Lee might have been naïve, but she wasn’t stupid, and she understood that the best way of making it out of the situation both alive and whole was to comply. Being held captive for a few days might just convince Azula to go easy on her anyway. Furthermore, taking a vacation from the dominatrix was appealing, and Katara was being nice to her. Few people had ever been nice to her.

“I-I swear,” she promised, “I won’t try to escape or hurt you.”

“Very well then, now take your pants off.”

She blinked. “Huh, what for?”

“Your injury is serious. It’s better if I touch your skin to heal it,” clarified Katara. “It’s your call.”

“Ha, all right then,” Agreed Ty Lee, “If it’s all clinical and stuff, but you’ll have to help me.”

Katara first fetched some crate covers and arranged a makeshift cot for the wounded acrobat. When she slid her patient’s pants off, the foreleg was already an unhealthy purplish color and way above its normal size. The healer’s gaze strayed between the other girl’s legs, whose bare crotch was in full view.

“I, uh, don’t wear undies,” explained Ty Lee with a sheepish grin, “They got into my cracks when I did splits. Luckily it’s only us girls here, right?”

Katara concentrated on the healing, relieving the pain first, then working on the bruised tissue. It took all her will not to look again higher up and concentrate on the work at hand. Ty Lee’s skin wasn’t as soft as those of Water Tribe women, but it was pleasantly firm and warm.

*Isn’t life hard enough as it is?* thought the waterbender, *Why do I have to [‘like’] women on top of it all?*

It had been hard, truly hard, to hide it from her brother and friends, the people she trusted with her very life. She had tried to force herself to feel attraction for men, but she couldn’t deny the facts. How many nights had she cried herself to sleep, hating herself for what she had no power over?

Ty Lee sighed in relief when most of the pain seemed to fade away. She noticed Katara’s veiled glances and the sweat on her brow, and wondered if it meant what she thought. She couldn’t just ask outright of course, but curiosity was getting the best of her (as it usually did).

“How do you feel?” asked the blue-eyed girl.

“Throbbing stopped,” assured the acrobat, “Just feels a little stiff.”

“Don’t try to stand yet, but move the joint carefully from time to time. It’ll help.”

“Say, I seem to have hurt a nerve above my leg, just about here.” Ty Lee was pointing at the middle of her hipbone.

“Is the discomfort superficial or does it feel like it’s deep?” asked Katara.

“Second one,” Replied the gray-eyed girl with an earnest smile.

This was exactly what the waterbender dreaded. There was only one way to tend to such injuries. “The only way for me to get to it would be to, huh, insert…” She hesitated, blushing furiously.

“Insert what?” prompted Ty Lee.

“I’m not skilled enough to heal that through bone, I’ll have to – to insert my fingers in either your anus or vagina.” She was being truthful. She would never take advantage of anyone, but she knew she was also aching to touch the other girl in an intimate way and feel her softness and warmth. Her guilt went up many more notches at that thought.

It was the wounded acrobat who finally made the decision for them both, “Vagina it is then, I don’t like it inside the other hole.”

Katara licked two fingers carefully for lubrication, but when she entered the other girl’s womanhood she was surprised to find her already wet. She moved her fingers carefully, trying to sense the blockage of chi caused by the bruised nerve. Unfortunately she couldn’t find it as quickly as she had hoped, and to add to her discomfort she felt herself getting hot and wet between her own legs.

*She’s so soft, her lips are so big, and her bush is thick and I’m sure it would feel…* she forced the lustful thoughts away, *No, no! This is wrong! This is all purely professional, I – I…* She was on the verge of tears as her emotions clashed. She had to finish this fast, and then she knew she would weep – alone, ashamed, hidden as always.

“Mmmm…” moaned Ty Lee, with eyes closed and head bent backwards.

*Is she enjoying this?* wondered the bender. Inebriated by the sensations she was experiencing all reason vanished, giving free rein to longings buried for too long.

The Fire Nation girl moaned loudly when the other girl rubbed her clitoris with her thumb, while gently moving her fingers inside her. “You –ha!”

Realization of what she was doing suddenly hit Katara like a slap in the face. She removed her hand carefully but quickly and turned away, blushing furiously and totally mortified.

“Is something wrong?” asked Ty Lee with genuine concern. She placed a comforting hand on the other girl’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” said the healer, “I didn’t mean to…” tears were now running freely down her face, “I was taking advantage of you, I…”

“Haha! I knew that.”

“W-what, what do you mean you knew?”

“I noticed you looking at me,” explained the acrobat, a huge grin pasted on her face, “I was curious and I, ah, kind of tricked you to touch me that way… I guess now we know, huh?” As impossible as it seemed, her grin got even bigger.

Katara’s expression darkened, “I don’t believe this! I helped you and you still find a way to humiliate me!”

Taken aback by her vehemence, Ty Lee just stared wide-eyed at the enraged girl.

“So yes, I am attracted to women, there I said it! I hope you and your friends have a good laugh about it!”

Still kneeling, feeling too sick in the pit of her stomach to move, Katara hid her face in her hands and burst into tears. As her body was shaken by loud sobs, she was too emotionally exhausted to care about the other girl’s presence. It took her some time to realize that Ty Lee had her arms around her and was rocking her gently.

“Listen, it’s all right,” said the acrobat softly, “If you’ll let me, I promise I’ll make it all right.”

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Next Chapter: Ty Lee returns Katara’s kindness, and gets more than she bargained for in return.

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Acknowledgements: Many thanks to Gunwild for the thorough and careful editing work on this chapter, he gave it the polishing it needed. And thank you Kal for all your suggestions, they really helped.
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