Hi everyone! This is my first FanFiction ever so reviews are greatly appreciated. I don't have a beta reader yet, I tried to go through and find any errors, but I'm only 15 and a sophomore so another opinion is always welcome. I'm planning on giving Korra at least one new tattoo for each enemy she has defeated or new milestone she has achieved. Each new tattoo is a chapter. All the chapters are going to follow a plot and are in order and one happens right after the other. I'll try to stay as true to the series as possible, but I ship Korrasami, so if you don't like their paring you should find something else to read. Thanks for taking the time to read this piece. If anyone wants to draw the tattoos I describe, that would be awesome. If you do, would you send them to me? I can kind of draw and sketch, but not that great. Um I think that's it. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own LoK or anything related to LoK, wish I did though…

After Korra defeats Amon and has her bending taken away.

Air Temple Island

Screaming could be heard late every night from Korra's room after she defeated Amon and her bending was taken. Korra would have the same reoccurring night terror of Amon taking her bending and almost taking Mako's. She would always wake up at the same point of the dream, where Amon is just bout to bring his thumb down on Mako's forehead. The only person that can comfort the distraught Avatar is her new friend Asami Sato. If anyone else tries to touch her or even utter a word of concern she immediately screams at them to leave her alone. For some reason the young heiress is the only one that the young Avatar lets comfort her.

Korra's point of view:

"Same dream again?" Asami asks me.

"Yeah," I whisper quietly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she whispers back sensing something else is the matter. I look up at her when she asks, amazed she was able to figure out something else was wrong.

Well, not wrong I guess, just umm concerning? After the first couple of weeks of Asami and Mako's relationship, I realized I wasn't jealous of Asami for having Mako, I was jealous of Mako for having Asami. It freaked the shit out of me. I never really questioned my own sexuality before because I never had to. I was kept in a compound for most of my life and I never got to interact with anyone else in my tribe my own age, girl or boy. When I figured out it was Asami I really liked, I pushed her away, always making excuses or giving her the cold shoulder to get out of hanging out with her. I was so angry and jealous of Mako it was driving me insane.

That's when I got my first tattoo. It wasn't big or fancy or anything. I was walking through Republic City one day when I saw a flier floating through the air. I grabbed it and looked to see what was on it. It was an advertisement for a new tattoo parlor that had just opened up near the Pro Bending arena. I thought what the hell sounds like fun. I headed over there and when I got there is was in shock. The building was brand new and clean for once. The outside was covered in this shiny metal I heard a couple of guys call chrome. It had these really intricate designs on the outside carved into the chrome. When I stepped inside I again stopped cold. Looking around the inside was clean and modern, brightly lit with colorful but tasteful painting and designs covering every inch of the walls. A guy came up to me.

"Can I help you?" he asked with a strange accent. He sounded like he was from the Northern Earth Kingdom, but I wasn't sure. He was dressed in new modern clothes but in the colors of the Earth Kingdom. His shirt didn't have any sleeves so it showed off his well-muscled arms covered in intricate designs and patterns.

"Hhm, oh yeah, I uh want to get something done." I manage to stutter out.

He chuckles, it comes out really deep but warm too. "My name is Zane. I guess this is your first tattoo huh?" I can only nod in response. "Well there is nothing to be nervous about. We just opened but my team and I have been doing this a long time where we come from," he assures me.

"Cool," I say.

"What's your name," Zane asks.

"My name is Korra." I reply simply.

"Like Avatar Korra?" he asks astonished.

"Yeah the one and only," I smirk. His face says it all.

"Oh, yeah we can defiantly get you hooked up," he manages to get out.

He takes me back to a room that is covered in Water Tribe designs. I look around astonished that they have all these patterns. I hadn't seen a lot of them since I left my home. Apparently Zane saw my face and said,

"My team and I have travelled around the world a lot collecting different symbols and designs from each nation and finding original ones from their artists."

"I'm surprised you found some of these symbols. Some of them I have only seen a couple of times myself." It was true too. There was this one symbol that caught my eye that I had only seen once before. It was on an old manuscript Master Katara had shown me.

Again Zane saw me looking at it,

"Do you like that one?" he asked.

"Yeah, I really do. I just kind of speaks to me. Do you know what it means?" Like I said I had only seen it once before and only briefly.

"Sure. It has a pretty cool story to go with it. Want to hear?" Zane questions.

I shake my head as a reply.

"Well according to the person who showed me, it is from before the time of Avatar Roku., in the late period of Avatar Kyoshi. He told me she had travelled around the world doing her Avatar duties and had stopped in the South Pole for a long time. Rumor had it that she was staying with an old friend of her's. Apparently they had had a relationship in the past that was beyond friendship and they were trying to rekindle that long time spark. When Kyoshi finally left the woman was seen wearing a betrothal necklace. On that necklace was this symbol. Eventually the woman left the village. Everyone assumed it was to go to Kyoshi to be with her. No one even bat an eye at anything that happened though, unlike today. If you even bring up the topic of lar people, some traditionalists will flip their shit. I don't have a problem with them because for one my boyfriend would be pretty pissed. Anyways when Kyoshi died and her stuff was taken and looked through to preserve it for the next Avatar, the scribes found that that symbol was on all her things after her time in the South Pole." He told the story with such revere and respect I couldn't help but instantly respect the guy for learning the meanings and culture behind my symbols.

"Wow that is awesome. I guess there is a reason that I like it so much," I reply in a sort of daze.

"Yeah it coming from the last female Avatar and all," he replies lightly.

"Yeah and another reason," I whisper.

He must have had heard me cause he asked the question I wasn't quite ready for, "What do you mean Avatar?" he asked with genuine confusion.

I instantly regretted having said it out loud, but I knew I could trust him since he told me about himself and he knew my culture, of course.

"Well, I uh, recently started developing feelings for friend that is a girl and I'm a girl, so…" I trail off not finishing that sentence.

He looks at me and instantly burst out laughing. After a while he gets himself under control and apologizes. "I'm so sorry Korra, but there is nothing wrong with liking your friend. It is completely natural. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Love is fluid, much like water. That is why I think, the water tribe that the Avatar's lover was from didn't care who she loved or married. Love is love and can't be bound by traditional ideas. Just stay true to yourself, Korra, and no one can bother you."

I was so touched by his speech I almost started crying. He again must have taken notice and brought me into a tight warm embrace. We stayed like that for a while. Eventually I pulled away and thanked him.

"Thanks I really needed that. I was having so much self-doubt, but didn't know who I could talk to about my feelings."

"Glad I could help. If you ever need anyone to talk to again, I'm always here normal working hours and my apartment is above the shop. There is a back staircase you can take and it leads right to my door. The other's guy's apartments are above mine. Now how about that tattoo, since it seems you have such a connection to it. I have to warn you though, the first tattoo can be a little painful just because you're not used to the feeling. The instrument I use to put the ink in your skin is a needle and it injects the ink into a deep layer of skin. Don't worry though it doesn't seep into any other part of your body. I'll give you some bandages and cream to put on it for a couple of days and it should be good to go. Come back when it's healed if you don't mind so I can take a picture for my wall clients. All the clients I have ever done are on there and you can check it out when you come back." As Zane says all this he is preparing his equipment and wiping down the black leather reclining chair that I somehow missed when I first walking in. (wonder why)

"Alright sounds like a plan," I reply. I sit down on the chair he was talking about just a moment ago and thought about where to get this tattoo. Probably somewhere that isn't easily seen so I don't give Pema and Tenzin a heart attack and any of the kids ideas, I thought to myself. Zane must have had the same idea,

"Hey, I was thinking if you wanted, to get it where you put your arm band. Your bicep is one of your biggest muscles so it will hurt less too. Also when you get older and don't want to wear your arm band and show off your cool tattoo, your arm is one of the best places to have it to show it off to everyone."

As he says that last part he flexes his impressive arms with all his ink on them. I giggle and his goofy actions have relaxed me a little more. He smiles in response and asks one more question.

"Do you want it to look like your arm band? Like wrap all the way around your arm instead of just the circle? If you ever want to take off your arm band, but still want your water tribe pride, it will be there waiting for you."

"Sure that sounds like a great idea," I reply readily. And it was. I couldn't believe this guy was so aware and concerned about keeping my customs. I knew this could become a great friendship in no time at all.

"Alright I'm going to start now, don't be alarmed," he says.

I nod for him to start and give him my right arm to do his work. He starts off light, giving me a taste of what it feels like. When I sign in relief he pushes down harder until the pressure becomes the same and I assume that's as much as he has to press for it to work. I relax into the chair more as Zane begins to get into his work yelling at one of his fellow artists to make sure no one interrupts us and 'turn on that damn music!' As he works I can feel the design being stabbed into my skin. It hurts, but the pain surprisingly feels good and welcome. Zane started the design 4 inches from the top of my shoulder and wraps the first line all the way around my arm. Now I can feel him putting in the top waves of the design, small little waves, nothing more than a slow current if they were actually in the water. As he gets further along in the design the waves become bigger and stronger until the last row of waves would be a tidal waves, killing anything in its path. The pattern ends with a row of boulders being pummeled by the tidal waves. I can feel each wave he puts in, each stroke, every rock and pebble he puts in at the end. It's almost like I can feel them calling to me like they would if they were real and I had my bending. It feels good and I'm happy, so happy I can feel my natural element again I begin to cry. Zane looks up in surprise and worry.

"Are you okay, does it hurt too much? I can stop and take a break if you want," he worriedly says.

"No, please don't stop. It feels good, it feels like I can bend again, don't stop!" I practically yell at him.

Being reassured I'm not hurt he continues the design, adding layers and levels and dimensions to the design making it look like a piece of art on my arm. The waves are all the right shades of blue with foam in the right places. The waves look like they are actually moving, circling my arm in a never ending ocean. The rocks look so life like, I swear I could earth bend them. Perfectly defined, not to strong, but not too soft. The perfect balance of strength and weakness against the crashing waves. They are grey and black and almost blue, not brown and dull like most of the rock in Republic City. The bottom of the tattoo almost reaches my elbow. It probably only stops about 2 inches away, the perfect size to hide under my arm band if I need to.

When Zane finally finishes, he looks like he just ran a marathon (I'm told those are really long races and people are really sweaty after). But he looks so pleased with his work. And he should be. It looks incredible! Perfect in every way. I can still feel the sensation of the needle and how the water and rock pulls at me.

"I can't tell you how grateful I am. It truly looks incredible! The waves look like they are actually moving and the rock is so life like. It looks like I could bend it right off my arm if I could," I say without restraint.

Zane looks so pleased that I am happy with his work. "I'm so glad you like it. I think it is the best work I have ever done. Here," he says handing me the bandages and cream, "put the cream on twice a day, once in the morning and once after you bathe at night. It will help the scab heal and keep the color in. Just don't color it until tomorrow, the air will help the ink settle."

"Alright sounds like a plan. Again really appreciate it. I'll see you soon for that picture, and if I need any more work done, I know where to go," I say with a small smirk on my lips.

"Ha, yeah don't you forget it! Now get out of here! You should go rest. See you around, Avatar Korra," Zane says with a laugh.

As I leave his shop, I can't help but think if I will get more tattoos. There were so many more designs that caught my eye, and those were only the water tribe tattoos. What Zane did really seemed to help me

clam down and the pain helped get my mind off the Asami problem. Along with Zane's helpful advice and his amazing story. I'll have to ask Gran Gran if she knows the story or if she knew who the girl was.

When I get close to Air Temple Island, I pull my fur over my shoulders to help hide the ink. I almost make it to my room when a certain raven haired girl stops me in front of my room. She looks like she has been crying and I instantly take a defensive pose. She notices and giggles a little bit. She grabs my arm and lowers it, stepping closer so we can talk in private. I get the hit and open my door leaving it open for Asami to walk in. She closes it and turns around. I instantly pull her into a long hug where I can feel her shaking in my grip. She pulls away slightly, looking into my eyes. I blush slightly realizing how close we are. I clear my throat and ask the obvious question,

"What happened Asami, why are you crying, who sis this to you?" Well three obvious questions.

She sighs, taking a seat on my bed. I quickly join her, rubbing her back. She takes a deep breath and starts, "WellmeandMakohavebeenhavingtroubleand…" I pull her into a tight hug to stop her onslaught of word vomit.

"Shhh, take a breath Asami. It's okay, I'm here for you," I whisper into her hair.

Slowly her breathing gets steadier and she is able to take a normal breath. She starts again, "Mako and I broke up." You could hear a pin drop from the main land. I started spewing questions like no tomorrow on about anything that could have happened. She stops me by clamping her hand over my mouth. I looked up at her with surprise.

"I broke up with him Korra. I just didn't feel any love for him anymore and I thought it would be wrong to keep leading him on. I actually haven't liked him for a while. I kind of fell in love with someone else," my green-eyed goddess confessed.

At these words my heart did a 180 and another 180 in about .5 seconds. IU felt so happy that hey broke up, thinking I could at least tell Asami how I feel now. Then when she said she loved someone else my heart instantly dropped into my stomach. I knew she could never be talking about me.

I did the only thing I could, I had to ask her who. So I did. "So who is this person you now love?" I ask innocently.

"Well you know them, pretty well actually. They're from the water tribe. They're strong, and powerful, and brave, and courageous, and self-sacrificing, but they are also kind, and caring, and compassionate, and loving. Oh yeah, they were also a Pro Bender at one point and are new to the city." She says all this with a far off look in her eye. I only wish she talked about me like that.

"Wow, sounds like a great person then…" I sigh heavily completely deflated that she wasn't talking about me.

"Well Korra actu-," She was cut off as Pema came in looking for something she kept in my closet.

"Oh, sorry girls, I didn't know you two were in here. I'll just get what I came for and leave you two alone." She finds what she needs quickly and makes her speedy escape.

I turn back to Asami wanting her to continue. "What were you going to say?" I question her.

"Oh nothing, I'll tell you later. Well it's getting late, better get ready for bed." She quickly leaves, leaving me wondering about what she was going to say.

I didn't really want her to leave knowing what the night brought for me in my dreams. I have had been having the same dream since I defeated Amon and it wasn't getting better. The only person I would apparently let into my room to comfort me is Asami. I don't remember anything between the time I wake up and when Asami finally gets to me. It's like I'm still stuck in my dream.

I finally get to sleep, but I don't stay like that for long.

Back to the present moment. Now we're here with me an emotional mess on the verge of tears sitting in my bed at 1 in the morning with the only person that makes me feel anything anymore sitting next to me rubbing her thumb over my bruised knuckles. I must have zoned out because she's looking at me with concern on her face.

"Hey, you still in there Avatar?" she asks with a little chuckle. I immediately blush and look away realizing I had been staring at her.

"Huh yeah still here," I reply.

"Well what's wrong?" She asks again.

Before I can even get a word out, her lips are on mine. For a minute I'm so shocked I don't even move. When I begin to feel her pull away, that's when my instincts take over. I gently grab the back of her neck and pull her sweet soft lips back to mine. Eventually we have to come up for air. We're both panting and gasping for breath while looking into each other's eyes. Her's are the same shade of green as a beautiful jade gem in the setting sun. In them I see compassion and kindness and caring and love, but something else too, something I have felt for her for a long time, lust.

I'm the first one to break the silence that has surrounded us.

"Why?" I utter. Okay not my smoothest move, but give me a break, my long time crush just lip locked with me for 3 straight minutes. I wanted an explanation.

"I love you Korra, that's why I broke up with Mako. I was talking about you earlier. I guess you didn't quite understand me. That's what I was going to say when Pema walked in and interrupted us." Everything went into slow motion when she was saying all this and all I could think about was she was talking about me earlier, she was talking about me!

Before she could say another word, I crashed my lips against hers eliciting a low moan. I pulled away again getting a whimper for my actions.

"I love you too. I have since I first met you. I love your beautiful jade eyes; they sparkle every time you smile. You're sweet and loving and oh so kind, you can kick ass like no one's business and race cars better than anyone I know. You care about everyone and don't discriminate for any reason. You're the funniest person I know besides Bolin," saying this got me a punch to the arm, "Hey! Anyways, I love you so much! And I can't imagine ever not loving you. Does any of this make sense? Cause if not I mean I-."

I get cut off by a sweet soft pair of lips on mine.

"You talk too much, you know?" Their owner says.

I chuckle in agreement.

I start talking again, "So what does this make us?"

Asami quickly replies, "Anything you want it to be."

"Well it will be nice having a girlfriend I can train with huh, and who knows how to drive cause that didn't end well last time." The gorgeous heiress laughs at that, but says,

"Well good thing I have a strong tough Avatar for a girlfriend to keep me in shape and push that old Satomobile out of the trench."

We laugh for a straight 5 minutes rolling all over the place. When we finally settle down, I notice the clock on my night stand; it reads 3:23 in the morning. I groan thinking about air bending training in the morning. Asami hears,

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Well there were a couple ways to answer that question. For one yeah that early morning training and mediation with Tenzin. For another there is that tattoo I got earlier, it's starting to get sore and bruised. Leaning on it for a couple hours was probably not the best thing. In the end I decided just to honest, so lighting a couple of candles with the matches and opening the window to let the full moon light in I pulled off the wrappings on my arms that somehow went unnoticed by everyone on Air Temple Island. Asami gasps as she lays eyes on my new tattoo.

"Korra, when did you get this done?" She practically yells at me.

"Earlier today actually, it's a long story but I saw this flier and I was pissed that you were still going out with Mako and I thought that the pain would help and so I went and had this done and the guy Zane is actually a really cool guy and the place is super cool and he knows all this stuff about water tribe culture and did this for me and it actually felt pretty good, like the pain distracted me from my problems and it was like I could feel the water and rock like I could when I could bend and I can still feel them and-." Again I was cut off with a pair of sweet warm lips on mine.

"If that's how you're going to tell me how to shut up, I need to talk more." This gets a swat across the shoulder and a hearty laugh from Asami.

"Really, you need to stop talking so much," she says as she leans in for another kiss," but really Korra it's a pretty cool tattoo. It looks like the water is actually moving and the rocks look like they are just attached to your arm. But I never took you one for tattoos."

"Glad you like it so much. It's kind of sore now, but it didn't really hurt at the time. I guess the pain felt too good. Hey! You should come with me when I go back and have him take a picture of it. And what do you mean you didn't take me one for tattoos? They are actually really common back home. Do you have a tattoo?" Really? I could pull off the whole hard core tattoos thing, right?

"Sure, this Zane guy sounds like a cool guys, I'll come. I never thought of the sheltered Avatar who lived in a compound for most of her life to be interested in tattoos, sorry. But yeah I have one, but you'll have to find it." The last sentence was said with such a level of sultry that you could practically taste it.

Blushing slightly, Korra takes Asami in her arms and leads her back to her bed.

"Yeah, we'll have to wait another night babe, Tenzin is going to kill me if I'm late to meditation tomorrow and I could really use some good sleep." I really was exhausted from everything that went on today.

"Fine I guess I'll see you tomorrow then," Asami said as she gets up and heads towards the door. Before she gets a step away there is an iron grip around her wrist. She sees Korra looking at her and understands what the Avatar wants. Asami goes back to stand in front of Korra.

"Um, will you stay with me tonight, it it always seems like when you stay I can actually get some sleep." Geez, I can't make a sentence can I?

The young heiress smiles at the blushing Avatar, "Of course I will, scoot over!" I quickly make room for my beauty. MY beauty. I like the sound of that. I drape my arm over her stomach as she scoots close to me, her back to my front. I sigh into her hair, slightly rustling it. I can hear her sign as well. This makes me smile. I kiss the top of her head as I can feel her drifting off.

"I love you," I whisper into her hair.

"I love you too," She whispers back.

So what did you think? Hope you liked it. Again if you see any errors or inconsistencies let me know. Every critique is appreciated. I'm just a high schooler who loves writing and Korrasami. I will get the next chapter out as soon as possible. Tomorrow's the brother's birthday so hopefully by Saturday. Key word in that sentence is hopefully. Korra's next tattoo will be because of her new relationship with Asami.