Tahno strode into Narook's Noodles with his head held high. His bending was gone but he had gotten the championship pot for the fourth year running. He may not have been an athlete anymore, but he was still rich and handsome, and that was more than enough for his fangirls to circle him again. Hell, if anything it had made him more popular; sympathetic, even. His table at the back was still his, and his former rivals still sat in the front, now with their firebender and Miss Sato on one side of the table.

He glanced over, sliding his eyes across the table for the briefest moment, and caught her gaze. Bright, icy blue eyes greeted him – they nodded to each other almost imperceptibly. And then he glided past, until he heard the scraping of a chair against the floor behind him.

"Tahno, wait!" It was her, Avatar Korra, rising up to run after him. He dismissed his floozies to the table, standing midway through the noodle joint to confer with the most powerful bender in the world. Looks like he hadn't lost his status, either.

"Korra." He murmured, leaning close. Like the old days. He glanced back at her table, smirking at the astonished faces of her teammates. Miss Sato was composed as usual, of course.

"Tahno, I'd been thinking." Her voice was low, urgent. She had a secret for him! He turned to her, smiling lightly at her tone. "You've been to the best healers in the city, but none of them compare to what our tribe does at home. Have you heard of the Spirit Oasis?" He let his mind wander a moment, letting the old legends pass through his memory. His mother had been a Swamp Bender, but they had tales of an elder who was attuned to the Earth. He would speak of such things.

"Once, a long time ago. Northern tribe, right?" The young woman nodded, her eyes slightly downcast. Tahno had always thought her pretty, but she was most beautiful when she was a bit angry. He wondered how to bring that out in her today.

"Right. So the water from the Oasis is blessed; it's practically a portal to the Spirit World. If you were going to be healed, that would be the only way. You have more than enough money to travel; if I gave you a letter or something so you could get help at the Oasis, would you go and try it out?" Tahno's smile was soft and a little sad.

"Do you really know this will help, Korra? Are you sure you aren't just feeling guilt?" She glared up at him now, and Tahno smirked. This was the Avatar he knew; this was his favorite Korra.

"Of course I know! It's my job to know. If you don't want my help-" Leaning down, Tahno had pressed his forehead against hers with a barely audible 'shhh.'

"Of course I want my bending back. But you're much cuter when you're mad at me." She sputtered, blushing furiously, and Tahno stifled his laugh, pulling on her wrists slightly to make her stay still. "Since you've been so helpful, I want to do something in return," he whispered, still smirking. His eyes slid over, peeking at the table where her teammates sat. The earthbender was shocked, slurping his noodles with wide eyes, never taking his gaze off of the pair. The firebender was caught between an air of indifference and outright anger, while Miss Sato sat on his right, curiosity finally etching her features. Tahno's gaze slid back to Korra.

"Which one is it? The earthbender likes you, but the firebender looks angry that I'm even standing so close." He didn't have to see her blush this time, they were so close. He felt the heat radiate from her cheeks as he continued to guess. "But then, the earthbender was with you last time. You'd be taken by now if it were him." Korra stared down at the floor now, and he knew he was right. He backed away a few inches, giving her room to breathe as he laughed.

"You know Korra, there's only one way to catch a guy like that." Now she looked hopeful, eyes wide, leaning in as if to ask what he meant, and he grinned. She was very cute. His answer was to lean down quickly, grabbing the back of her neck gently with his left hand, and kiss her.

He felt her gasp as his mouth closed over hers, felt her pulse quicken under his hand, felt the heat beneath her skin. Her mouth was open and he accepted the invitation, his tongue probing gently into her mouth, tasting water tribe food, salt, seaweed, and something else, something…Korra. Her hands were on his chest, but she was likely too shocked to push away, and instead he enjoyed the feeling of her pressed against him, all curves and heat. And then he heard chairs scraping the ground, so he released her.

She was dazed, blushing, blinking at him like a confused winged lemur. He chuckled as she regained her composure, but before she could yell, before she could push away the hand that now gently held her chin, he spoke.

"Let him know he's not the only one looking." Korra blinked once more as Tahno dropped his hand, and he could feel her eyes on him as he turned to her table and winked, thoroughly enjoying the shocked, enraged faces of her team. He turned back to walk to his own table and stroked Korra's hair one last time as he passed, nodding almost imperceptibly. The clock on the wall told him it had been 5 minutes or less since his arrival, but he had the feeling everything had changed.

A/N: This is my first fanfic in YEARS and my first LOK fanfic at all, so I'm sorry for choppiness and whatnot. I just had so many feels about Makorra and Tahorra and whatever, I had to get them out! In any case, I hope you enjoyed. Thanks for reading :D