So, I'm a super crazy Makorra fangirl... well, maybe not too crazy. I know for a fact there are crazier ones out there. But anywho, I felt that I should create a little story around those two screen shots that blew up the Makorra universe (... I think you know the ones I'm talking about) and here it is.

The title of this story is from the song "True Romance" by Motion City Soundtrack and I felt the message of the song went with Makorra. Also the chapter title is another MCS song, "Broken Heart".

I really, really enjoyed writing this and I hope you enjoy reading it.

It wasn't fair.

It really wasn't.

Not at all.

Everything was going perfectly until she came along and threw a gigantic hog-monkey wrench in everything. Why did she have to run Mako over with her motor bike? Thirty seconds later and she would have missed him and none of us would be in this mess.

Now don't get me wrong, I like Asami. I really, honestly do. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have had the money for the tournament and we wouldn't have won. She's smart and funny and laid back along with being incredibly rich and poised… but that's also why I don't like her. She's too smart and funny and laid back and not to mention the fact that she just oozes sex appeal like no other.

Can I really blame Mako for liking her?

No.

But that doesn't make me feel any better, I think miserably as I continue to walk silently on. It makes me feel worse. I could never compete with her when she's just so perfect.

It's just unfair!

Before Asami came into the picture, everything was going great! We were all getting along for once. Together, me and Mako infiltrated the Equalist headquarters and saved Bolin, we won the tournament against the Wolfbats, (I still couldn't quite shake the amazing feeling of watching Tahno as I blasted him over the edge), and the boys had their money to enjoy.

There had even been a few moments when I dared to become hopeful; when I dared to think that maybe, just possibly, he could feel the same way towards me as I did towards him. Like after we won the tournament and I foolishly hugged Mako, later blaming it on the heat of the moment, and he hugged me back. Or those moments when I could have sworn I felt his eyes staring at me and just as I turned to look at him, he looked away.

But assuming there was something more going on between us meant next to nothing. Sure, I dared to tease him one night after hanging out with him and Bolin by saying, "admit it, you like me", but he could have easily thought I meant that he liked me as a friend. He didn't say anything after that, choosing instead to look away awkwardly before he sighed and walked away, but again I dared to dream that maybe he did like me more than just friends. That maybe he didn't answer because he was still sorting out his own feelings towards me.

I shake my head slightly, not quiet believing that even though I am the Avatar, I still suffer from the same idiotic boy problems any other girl my age suffers from. I can't help but sigh heavily before I glance at the object of my extreme confusion out of the corner of my eye as he walks next to me silently.

We've been walking side by side silently for over ten minutes. Asami had felt like tonight would be a great night for a party in her penthouse apartment, seeing as he father was out of town on business and no one had any bending practice to go to early in the morning. She had invited some of the other pro-benders along with some other rich kids we didn't know but it was still plenty fun. Or it would have been… if Asami hadn't been flirting so much with Mako right in front of me the whole time.

I wanted to leave but at the same time, I wanted to stay, not only to be polite but because when Asami wasn't flirting with Mako, which really wasn't all that often, she was fun. Not to mention that Bolin kept giving me puppy-dog eyes every time I mentioned leaving and who could say no to that kid?

But when Mako declared that he had to go home because he was picking up someone's shift at the power plant the next morning, I jumped at the offer to leave without appearing too rude. It was an understatement to say that I was happy when Mako declined Asami's offer for a ride home and stated he wanted to walk home instead.

Bolin had decided to stay a while longer, claiming that the food was prime and he'd be home within the hour. When me and Mako left the party, I felt a surge of guilt hit me as I waved goodbye to Asami and saw the disappointment on her face but I pushed it away.

Asami was a friend, sure, but she was also the enemy here and I couldn't keep my guard down around her. No matter what.

We stopped at the busy intersection for a moment while the Satomobiles drove by and I couldn't help wonder if it was at a moment like this that Mako met Asami, along with the front of her motor bike. The light changed and we safely crossed the road and moved into the park, where Mako would be able to cut through to the Bending Arena.

"Some party, huh?" I ask in an attempt to break the slightly uncomfortable silence. "Asami really knows how to throw a party."

"Hmm," he mutters with a shrug and a ghost of a smile on his face without looking at me.

"Really impressive place to live too."

"It was insane," Mako said. "I've known Asami for over a month now and I'm still not used to the high life."

This brings a frown to my face as I remember all of the expensive dates Asami had already taken him on. Something else I can't compete with; the girl throws around cash like it was pocket lint. Then again, I could probably get into high-class restaurants is I asked. I am the Avatar after all. How could they say no?

"Well… I'm still not used to the city," I say as I motion towards the illuminated skyline. "I guess it all just takes a while to get used to it all."

"You can say that again," he said with a small sigh before he looked forwards with a slightly dreamy expression on his face that both lifted and crushed my heart at the same time; lifted because anytime Mako looked happy was good but crushed because deep inside, I knew that that expression wasn't for me.

Feeling incredibly disheartened, I stop in my tracks. I don't know why exactly but that expression hit me harder than anything before.

This all really sucks… I think miserably as I stare at Mako's retreating backside, who still hasn't realized that I stopped. It would be so much easier for me to let him go… why does love have to be so damn hard?

"Mako," I say finally in a tired voice.

Mako stops and looks around confused for a moment while he tries to find me; another blow hits me when I think of how far into his daydreams about Asami he must have been.

"What's up?" he asks, shoving his hands in his coat pocket as he takes a few steps towards me.

"I'm… I have to go this way," I lie, gesturing over my shoulder to my left. "It's quicker that way."

"Really?" he asked skeptically while he glances to his left. "Air Temple Island is in the opposite direction."

"Yeah well, I remember I have to go talk to Tarrlok about something," I invent quickly, remembering that City Hall is indeed in the direction I'm motioning.

"At this hour?"

I shrug.

"Well, if you have some big Avatar business to get to, I won't stop you," he said easily. "Goodnight, Avatar Korra."

As he turns to leave, a sudden and unexplainable feeling hits me; it's the feeling of desperation but I have no idea why it's come at a moment like this. I try to clear my brain as Mako turns away from me but all I can think about is Asami and all the places she's taken Mako alone and how Asami can lure Mako into her web with a mere sultry glance and how I could never ever do something like that in a million years and how even though Asami claims she isn't a bender, she still appears to have invented a new form of bending where she bends her sexiness into something that traps men better than I could ever do with any of my regular bending and how Mako is clearly smitten with her and how anything I ever thought might be between us has now gone up in the very flames Mako creates with ease and elegance.

My brain shutting off completely and my emotions cranking up to an insane level, I reach out, latch onto Mako's strong bicep, and stop him. He turns to look at me, confusion crinkling his handsome face. Once he stops moving away and begins moving towards me, I let go of him and stare up into his face while a tide-wave of emotions slam into me.

"What-?" is all he manages to say before I lunge forwards and cut off his words with my lips on his.

I feel my stomach swoop and my heart rate increase exponentially as I press my lips to his warm, rough ones. He doesn't jerk back and yell obscenities at me but he doesn't respond to my kiss either and the lack of stimulation is just as heart-breaking as if he has chosen to yell.

Knowing this can't go on all night, I break away slowly and as I glance up at him, I see only extreme shock and confusion all over his face. His wide eyes look at me as never before and his face flushes as bright as his beloved scarf while his mouth hangs open while no words come out. The look would have been rather entertaining if it had been made under any other circumstance but since this is not the expression you hope to find after you've kissed your crush, the look only succeeds in crumbling the remains of my heart.

"I'll see you later, Mako," I manage to say in a monotone voice before I sidestep him and run in the opposite direction.

I don't stop running until I reach the shore and even then, I hardly take a moment before I dive into the bay. I bend a block of ice under me before my feet hit the water and I bend a large wave behind me to propel me towards the island.

I'm back at the shore within the minute and even when I step onto the shore, I don't stop running. The kiss seemed to have filled me with more adrenaline than anything else in the world and I can't stop moving.

I blow past the unsuspecting White Lotus Sentries and go into the main house. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice Tenzin talking to someone. I hear him call my name but I ignore him and continue moving.

I burst into my room and it's like every ounce of energy has been sucked out of me. I stumble towards my bed and collapse on top face first. I feel Naga as she nudges my foot with her mussel but I ignore her too. I wrap my arms around my pillow and bury my face in it as the tears escape from my eyes, determined to never show my face again.

I'm pathetic…

Poor Korra. :(

So I believe that there will be three parts to this story and I'll try to get them update as soon as I can.

Like I mentioned before, the title of the story and the chapters are Motion City Soundtrack songs... so you should go check them out. :)

Part II: Mako's POV. Should be fun.

Please leave a review and thanks for reading.

-FSK