OK- this be my first fanfic so... plez bear with me!

She didn't mean to be staring! It kinda just happened… After Korra invited Asami, Mako and Bolin to live on Air Temple Island, she just couldn't help but watch. As Mako trained (shirtless) his muscles suddenly became larger than normal- not that Korra stared at his body all the time! She refused to think that Mako looked adorable when he was steaming about something stupid like Korra almost getting arrested (again) or Bolin trying to bang any woman who breathed. She didn't want to think things like the fact that his eyes looked like an autumn leaf, slowly making its way down to the Earth. She didn't want to think that his skin was paler to that of the Ex-Fire Lord Zuko's. Korra shook her head.

"This is not happening. I can't think like this- not now." Korra sadly murmured to herself, not noticing a handsome but brooding force making his way over to her.

Mako stood away for a moment, just watching her. She had her head in her hands, hair shining in the brilliantly hot day's sun. She was staring at the now destroyed Pro-Bending Stadium. He saw her mutter something to herself and sigh. He walked over to her and started to speak.

"Hey Korra."

"…"

"Korra?" Korra finally looked up, startled. The expression on her face made Mako think she had seen Avatar Aang! The startled look left her face.

"Oh, hey Mako." Her eyes shifted from looking at him to looking at his bare chest, glistening in the sun from the intense workout. "D-Did you have a good training session?" Did he always look like that? Wait, why do I notice this now?

Mako caught her eyes scanning his body. He felt a blush creep its way onto his ears. He hid the uncomfortable feeling fairly well and put on a smirk, playing the situation to his advantage. Taking a towel in his hand, he made a show of wiping down his chest and arms more dramatic than even the Ember Island Players. He knew this show would make Korra uncomfortable, but better she be uncomfortable than upset.

"Korra, did you notice how WARM it is today? I mean, if it was this warm every day I wouldn't even OWN a shirt!" Mako tried his hardest to make sure Korra didn't see him watching her reactions go from confusion to fantasy and back to her normal face- a face he hadn't been seeing much of since the fall of the Probending Stadium.

Korra, suddenly in a better mood, caught on to his little game. Well two can play at this game, She thought, standing up and untying the pelt on her hips.

Mako's blush decided to make a reappearance in more places than just his ears, making him redder than the leeches the winged lemurs ate.

"Wh-Wh-What are you doing?"

Now it was Korra's turn to smirk. She threw her pelt on the ground near her feet and kicked off her boots.

"Well if you don't need clothes-" Korra took off her tank top and trousers, leaving her in her bindings. "Then neither do I."

Mako watched as her clothes hit the floor and Korra moved closer and closer till she was only inches from his face.

She sighed and backed away. Taking one last look at Mako, she walked away. As she walked away, Mako stood awestruck, staring at Korra's backside as she left. Korra smiled, feeling his eyes boring into her back.

"Mako, I thought you were better than Bolin. Staring at girls from behind. Tisk-Tisk." Saying this, she made a special effort to sway her ass back and forth just for him.

As she told this to him, he finally pried his eyes away from her tan, toned legs. He refused to think that the cool, calm and collected person he was could be wrapped around the finger of such an insane girl. He had a girlfriend for spirits sake! She was amazing, and Korra was insane. Asami was kind and gentle. Korra's hobby was setting things on fire. Asami liked and respected him. Last week, Korra threw a rock at him.

Mako shook his head. What he had said to Bolin before was the truth- it made more sense to go for Asami.

But he couldn't deny that he and Korra had something. Mako sighed. He picked up Korra's clothes and started walking the way she had, back to the Air Temple. Still in deep thought, he didn't notice Asami making her way over to him.

"Hey, I need to talk to you."

"Uh, sure but can it wait? I need to give Korra her clothes back." Mako finally noticed the odd look on Asami's face. "Shit! No not like that! She was proving a point or something I don't know! It's not like I was watching- I mean staring at her – I – oh never mind."

Asami just grabbed his hand and dragged him to the ferry dock. "This can't wait."

Ok... this was just sitting in the back of my mind for so long and i'm terrible at phrasing so... if i get enough comments/likes i may turn this into a real story :D