GUYS I'M BACK! Was i missed?! Lol ok well this is kinda rough because.. yano... I lazed off and did nothing for the past few weeks... so sorry if this sucks i promise the next ones r gonna b better!

Don't own... If i did Irosami would've been canon by now..

As much as she wanted to, Asami couldn't help the feeling of loathing in her heart as Mako continued to kiss Korra. She crossed her arms, her body swaying with the movements of the boat. She sighed and shook her head, deciding that leaving now meant less tears.

She squeezed her eyes shut and began to quickly walk in the direction of her room when she hit a wall of muscle.

She heard a deep chuckle and looked up, jade meeting amber. Her eyes shifted to her arms, which were pushed against his hard chest, his arms wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling.

"Going somewhere?" General Iroh asked cheekily. Asami's lips twitched slightly as she backed up, awkwardly rubbing her arm.

She nodded, sniffling slightly. "I-I was just heading to my room."

Iroh cracked a crooked smile and took a look at his wristwatch. He frowned. "But Ms. Sato- it's only eight. Surely you aren't THAT tired."

Asami took notice of the pattern of the carpet and faked a yawn. "Actually I'm very tired and I would love to-" a loud gurgle interrupted Asami and she blushed brightly.

Iroh continued to smile and held out an arm. Asami looked at his cheery face and warm smile and shot up an eyebrow.

Iroh's eyes twinkled. "If I'm not mistaken, I believe that noise was your stomach. Ms. Sato, have you eaten?"

Asami shook her head. Iroh's smile shrunk to a pleasant, warm one. "Neither have I- would you like to join me for some dinner and tea?"

The raven haired girl smiled for what could possibly have been the first time that day. She took Iroh at the crook of his elbow. "I would love to but on one condition."

"Yes?"

"You need to call me Asami."

Iroh's crooked smile returned, his face looking childish and fun. "Alright- but you need to call me Iroh."

Asami smirked. "Deal."

…

A teacup in her gloved hand, Asami tried to hide her uneasy feelings. The name Mako continued to play in her head as if it were a broken record. Small memories of their past dates played back in her head.

Her somewhat happy mood suddenly turned sour and her easy smile was replaced with a scowl. Iroh eyed the beautiful woman sitting across from him and sighed.

"Asami?" Her head shot up, her scowl disappearing, a sad, lost look taking its place. Iroh calmly set his tea on the table.

"You need to forgive him Asami."

Asami pouted and crossed her slender arms. "I don't know what you're talking about Iroh." She hung her head.

Iroh calmly reached over to Asami and tilted her chin up so she faced him. With a steady and calm voice, Iroh simply stated "Asami, you shouldn't dwell on the past. What's done is done and there is no changing that. The most important thing to do is forgive and let go."

Asami tried to contain her tears; she was Asami Sato- the strong, ferocious nonbender who could take four Equalist at a time! She was Asami Sato; heir- no- owner of Sato Industries- she couldn't just start crying!

Yet no matter how much she thought this, tears steadily began escaping her eyes and she vaguely felt her chest shaking with sobs.

The words forgive and let go echoed through her head, fighting a battle with her subconscious. Her mind still in battle mode, Asami was pulled into a bone crushing hug, a gentle hand stroking her dark locks.

"It's alright; cry all you need to."

And she did; The bulletproof Asami Sato broke down in the arms of the general and cried for fifteen minutes before she ran out of tears. Her choked sobs turned to whimpers as she pulled her head back, her puffy eyes meeting with the General's.

She sniffled. "I'm-I'm sorry about that." Iroh pulled Asami into a hug and, with much courage, pressed a kiss hesitantly into her raven locks. Asami's eyes widened slightly in shock at his impulse but she recovered quickly; somehow she felt safe and secure- something she didn't feel with Mako.

"Now, forgive him." Iroh stroked her hair and Asami let out a sigh. She reluctantly pulled away from Iroh and nodded.

"Thank you, Iroh." She leaned in to give him a quick peck on the lips. Quick as she could, she stood and strode out the room and towards the deck, leaving a rather dazed General behind.

…

Asami briskly walked to the deck, straining her neck to find a flash of red. Her eyes widened and she ran towards the tall man, his back to her.

She quickly grabbed him by the shoulder and easily turned him to face her. While adrenaline was still coursing through veins, she brought a gloved hand to his cheek.

"ASAMI!?" Mako instantly brought a hand to his throbbing cheek and Asami began to breathe heavily.

"Okay, listen; I know you were a jerk and cheated and WHATEVER but just know that I forgive you, okay?"

With that, she turned on her heels and strode confidently towards her room. Mako stood, a hand still on his burning cheek but a smile on his face.

She finally let go.

…

KNOCK. KNOCK.

Asami groaned and slowly walked towards the door, a scowl on her face. She threw open the door and instantly her scowl melted into a smile.

Iroh stood outside her small room with a box of noodles in his hands. He coughed awkwardly.

"Asami, I'm so sorry about the odd amount of impulsiveness I showed today- I did not mean to confuse your feelings, the kiss just happened and oof!" Asami rushed to place her lips on his. Pulling back, she smirked.

"Iroh, I forgive you. I also believe that we didn't get to finish dinner…?"

Iroh shook the container with the noodles in it, a smile on his face. Asami pulled him into the room and the two talked all night.

First off, Mako deserves to be slapped. More than once, mind you. And i honestly didn't know how to do this... so i tried okay? Anyways review! I would seriously love to see some reviews! REVIEEWWWWW i'm so sorry it's just so hot and idk ok?

~~Shelly~~