Summary:

Mako has an apartment as small as his paychecks and a dream of having a music career. It's love at first sight when Mako meets Korra, a girl who may not say what she want from her controlling guardian. They will need to fight for a love that, if just given the chance, might just change both of their life's. They must trust in the power of their love, and together discover just how important it is to "listen to your heart.

Mako's POV

Music is a powerful thing, a song could change your mood, make a memory… one song could change your whole life.

I walk down the street of republic city when a boy on the corner of a street lost all his journals by a gust of wind.

"Help me?" The little boy asked each person who walked by, but no one turned around to help him out.

I knelt down and took the papers that were scattered on the street .One by one I pick them up and put them on the stack in my arms. I walked to the boy and handed him his journals over.

"You're alright there, Skoochy?"

"Mako!? Thank you man. It really is a mess, hugh. The wind's been…been acting up today." Skoochy said.

"You have to be careful out here. Make sure you don't lose them again."

"Ow, I will…uhm. You want a journal today? You have to keep up with the time." he ask with a smile.

"Of course." I smiled and hand him some money over before I start to walk again.

"Thank you!" I heard him yell.

I smiled and put my hands in my pockets from my coat to keep them from the cold morning air. I walked through the park and stop at the same lake like each morning. I take the sac of old bread out of my pocket and threw some pieces of it at the turtleducks. When the bread was gone I walked farther to my work.

I put my keys in the keyhole and push the door open. You could hear the bell ring, that let us know when there was a new costumer in the café. The café was still empty and all the chairs were still on the tables from the previous day. Each day I came earlier to work then what would be necessary. I hang my coat on the coat rack and put all the chairs on the right place before I went to the middle of the café, where there was a small stage with a black piano on it. This was the reason I came early each morning. Nothing could make me happier than just playing on it and maybe even sing a bit. I sat myself on the stool and let my fingers slowly glide over the keys before playing a soft tune. I just got really in to it when the door to the kitchen opened.

"Mako bro, I hate to disturb you when you are playing one of your lovely songs but we're open at ten and Narook said something about the toilet being clogged again." Bolin said while pointing to the back of the café where the toilets are located.

"And who did is it this time?" I raised my eyebrow at my little brother.

"This time it was me… but I got to take out the trash and do the tables, you don't mind right?" Bolin begged.

"No, I'll take care of it, Bo"

"Thanks bro."

" Don't worry but next time it's you." I pointed my finger at him and walk to the back of the kitchen and open the closet where all the 'work' stuff lays. I take out the pipe cleaner and walk to the toilets. After that I took the orders of some customers, bring them their food and keep doing that for the rest of the day. I walked back into the kitchen and see Bolin sitting on a chair eating a candy bar instead of helping me out in the café.

"Bolin, I told you to stop eating and help me out before…" I was interrupt when Narook walked past me and put his hand out to Bolin

"Give it!" Narook demanded.

Bolin slowly takes the candy bar out of his mouth and lays it on his awaiting hand. When the bar was in the hand of Narook he brought it to his mouth and took a bite from it.

"Hey, that's mine." Bolin complained. Narook laughed and went to his office, probably doing some accounting stuff.

I shoved a plate in Bolin's hand. "back to work, Bo."

"Yeah yeah, I know but 'that' was my candy bar! " Bolin yelled that last part louder than necessary.

"Thanks for it!" Narook yelled back making Bolin drop his mouth.

-Later that day-

"Mako boy, here you go. Sorry that it isn't more but if thinks gets better then…"

"Don't worry about it." I cut Narook off. He gives my both check from Bo and me.

"Come in a little later next day, like eleven. Ow and could you close the door when you two are done cleaning up, thanks." He handed me the keys of Narook's café.

"Don't worry Narook, I'm on it. I'll see you tomorrow" I smiled at him.

"See you tomorrow boy." And he walks through the door.

"Common Bo, we are done let's go home."

"Finally, this day couldn't went by slower." Bolin says and was already out of the front door.

I turned off the lights and looked once back at the piano before walking out of the door after my little brother.

I opened the door to our small apartment. It wasn't much but enough for us two. It consist out of two rooms, one for each of us, a living room, bathroom and a tiny small kitchen Like I said not much but enough. Bolin ran inside and jumped down on the couch.

"So bro how much did we get," Bolin asked with hope in his emerald green eyes.

"Not much but enough to put some aside for our dreams." I took out a box from under the bed, on the lid was in black writhing 'Demo'. My dream was making a demo, I don't know what Bolin's is but I think he use some of it for dates.

"Yes, that great don't you think?" Bolin thrust both hands in the air.

I gave him a sincere smile before laying down next to him. " It is Bo."

-The next day-

Today I didn't feel like going through the park to get to my work, instead I went through the shopping street. To be exact, I went to the music shop. I looked through the window of the shop when I found what I was looking for.

Used recording set $500 *great for demo recording*

I heard someone sigh behind my back. I turned around to see Bolin standing there, looking at the recorder. I looked back at it.

"just a couple more months Bo." I said with my eyes still on the recorder.

"What are you planning to do with it when you used all your money on this crappy thing?" Bolin asked.

"It's isn't crap for my Bo." I sighed. " you remember when mom was still alive she would tell us to dream everything we want as long as it isn't impossible like a unicorn." I let out a small laugh at this. Bolin once dreamed about having a unicorn in the back garden, he did everything to get one for his birthday. " And if you…"

"…Really wanted you could make them true." Bolin and I said together and smiled at each other.

Bolin laid a hand on my shoulder ."You miss them don't you?" he asked softly.

"Every day, you do too?"

"Yep-p." He said popping the 'p'.

"Common we have work that is waiting for us." I threw my arm around Bolin's shoulders and gave him a side-hug.

"ugh, don't remind me." Bolin growled and we both walked toward Narook's café for another day of boring work.

(A/N: Okay, so this is a new story I'm trying out and I think that I could make this one work out. I know I have another one called 'Highschool' but I used that one to practise my writhing skill's. As you probably know I don't speak English ( what I hate because I love that language) but Dutch so I want to apologise for the errors in this story. Anyways I'll do my best to upload as much as I can but I'm one of those persons who easily stress out about things like school. If you liked this chapter don't be afraid of leaving a review so I can know what you guys think of it. See ya :)