Life is Messed Up (A Korrasami Fanfiction) Rated: MA.
WARNING: Contains sexual content, references to alcohol, and graphic imagery. Material not suitable for persons under the age of 18. *Knowing the shows locations will help, as they will be mentioned. The characters will not be explained, as fans of the show should already know them. However, my versions of the characters have more flaws, and shouldn't be compared with their show counterparts. Humans are humans, life isn't like t.v., nor is life like my fanfics.
Chapter 1: Cold and Confused
Location: Air Temple Island. Time of Day: Evening. Perspective: Asami's.
When is the perfect time to express your true feelings toward someone? (If only I'd known the answer.) Asami thought to herself as she let out a despondent sigh. She walked through the halls of the air bender house, past the guest room, to Korra's room. As she placed her palm on the door knob to enter, she found that she was shaking. She needed to calm herself, but Asami couldn't help but think of Korra, which only worsened the situation.
Her breathing became heavy, and her vision started to blur. (There's no way I can confront her right now, not after...) Asami fell to her knees, weak, confused, and most of all...Scared. "What am I doing?!" She exclaimed, not loud enough to interrupt the air bending meditation session, but loud enough to be heard throughout the house. Her head was pulsing, her ideas in shambles, as if sprawled out all over the floor. *THUD* Asami looked at the newly formed dent in the wall, then down to her freshly bloodied knuckles.
Tears streamed down her face, mixing with her mascara, making her look almost...vulnerable, and innocent. The shielding mask she always puts up had been shattered, everything was pouring from her ducts. Asami, letting herself feel, so unlike herself, was finally acting like her true self. She'd been more real with herself in the past five minutes than she ever had with Korra. Now she was being Asami, the girl that she wants Korra to get to know. She knows this now. If only things hadn't transpired the way the did that day.
(An Hour Later) Somewhere in Republic City:
Korra: "No. NO, I...can't. Asami, I, I'm so sorry, why did? FUCK! What's wrong with me?! I can't just say the right thing, ever! Why?" She says as her words become jumbled in thought and she begins to break down, head in her knees. "This...this is not..." *a tear glides down her cheek*
Asami: "Korra, please, stand up. Do you think I planned for things to turn out this way? No, but, what's done is done. I mean...I've shed tears of my own! I fractured my knuckles thinking about you! There's just something about you that makes me feel...like I hate you, or perhaps, I'm jealous? I think maybe, I want to be you, or be with you, like...all the time, and when I'm not with you, my body just...hurts! Is this what love...feels like?! In what situation is someone supposed to feel how I do? I mean, I'm a female, and...so are you. I'm sorry, this is just weird to me. Everything's been weird lately, and I need some time to get my feelings in line."
*Korra looks up after wiping the tears from her eyes*
Korra: "I...I'm...befuddled, to say the least. Love? Is that what you think we have? Fuck, Asami, that was a lot to lay on someone. I think the feeling's mutual though. When you're not around, I...writhe in AGONY until the next time that you are! When I'm with you, I feel...like...like I can be myself around you knowing that you won't judge me, or mock me. You make me WANT to move on and keep living my life. This, however...doesn't change the fact that we've been...violent towards each other over the past few days. There are things that I want to forget, and shove into the deepest reaches of my subconcious, but those memories might never fade. We had quite the falling out, remember?"
Asami: "Of course I remember our fight. We've been through a crazy couple of days, you and I. That doesn't mean that we can't change who we are, and learn from our mistakes, y'know?"
Korra: "Yeah, that makes sense. So...should we just pretend like all that never happened?"
Asami: "Not exactly. I doubt it would be good to just try and nudge something like that down into our subconcious. Instead, let's sculpt a new relationship, one which will be considerably different from the last. One with honesty, kindness, loyalty, and love. One that is free of pain, fear, and hate."
Korra: "That sounds like a great idea...lover."
*Asami bumps Korra on the arm*
*They both chuckle slightly*
Korra and Asami: "So..." *CRACK*
*A thin stream of crimson red liquid trickles down*
They both look over at each other one last time.
END OF CHAPTER 1
*Author's Note: I'm not really sure why anyone has read this, it's not well written by any standards, and it's a jumbled mess of a thought I had a while back. To anyone reading: You should know that I didn't even have a proper story for this to begin with, and I just started somewhere near the end. I'm writing my way backwards, starting from the beginning, (Chapter 2) so Chapters 2-? are just me making this story make sense. The chronological timeline gets updated each time I make a new post for this series, so check that out to know how each chapter fits in with the story.*