"No good, dirty, man stealing bitch!" Korra mutters in the training room of the Probending Arena.
She fiercely returns the water she was bending to the bucket, spilling some over the edge in the process.
"Augh! Who does she think she is, waltzing her way into our group, and claiming Mako for herself!" She thrusts her arms downward, causing the earth beneath her to crack. "Great," she thought, "Toza will be all over me for that!"
She decides to take a few deep breaths and return to her training, she can feel the full moon enhancing her waterbending and feels comfortable enough to try some new things.
Master Katara says our bending improves ten fold when the moon is full. I just have to concentrate and allow my movements to flow like water. She thought to herself.
She carefully practices her movements before involving water. She meticulously brings the water up and readys her stance. Her plan is to start bending with her hands, and confuse her opponent, then directly projecting the water towards their feet, finishing them by bending the water up from their feet to their chin knocking them off the back of the ring.
She starts off perfect, each movement going exactly as planned, then just before she readys herself an image of Mako and Asami flashes through her mind breaking her concentration.
"Dammit!" She shouts ferociously at no one but herself. She can feel her palms getting sweaty and her thoughts began to scramble. Korra tries to remember her airbending exercises but finds no success.
Her breathing increases to a rapid rate, as she can longer control the thoughts entering her mind. Her eyes begin to glow and she has lost all control of her own actions. Nothing can stop what is about to unfold.
Korra whips up a large cloud of dust, enough to potentially blind someone if they were there. She proceeds to completely destroy the floor of the training center, causing fissures all through the arena.
"Korra!" Somewhere deep in her mind she hears the voice of someone familiar echos. "Korra! You need to calm down! You're going to destroy the whole arena!" Again she hears the familiar voice. Bolin. What is he doing here?
"Korra, please!" Bolin was practically begging now, he could hardly see anything.
He started bending the dust out of the air and began to get a clear view of Korra. He had never seen her like this before, he was worried. He might get hurt if he ran straight up to her, but he doesn't have time to worry about himself. He quickly charges straight towards Korra, completely ignorant of what might happen.
Bolin tackled Korra to the ground carefully cupping his hand around the back of her head to protect her from the fissures she had caused.
"Korra! Listen to me! You're going to hurt somebody!" Bolin shouted, though it seemed pointless.
Bolin, he's here, he's here for me. Mako's not.
Korra's glowing eyes began to fade, the dust clouds settling.
"B-Bolin?" Korra managed to get his name out afraid to move in fear of losing control.
"Yes Korra, it's me." Bolin replied, carefully holding her in his arms.
"You, you were here for me…" She looked at Bolin, his were puffy, it appeared as if his eyes were beginning to water. He really cares about me, she thought.
"Yes, I'm here. There's nothing to worry about. I'll always be here for you." Korra noticed a particular softness in his voice.
Korra thrust her arms around his neck hugging so tightly Bolin lets out a slight grunt.
Bolin returns the gesture as tears begin to fall from Korra eyes.
"Bolin, I'm so sorry. Thank you for showing up. How'd you know I was here?"
Bolin takes a deep breath, "I know you, Korra. Not to mention I live in the attic." He said playfully giving her a smirk.
"W-Where's Mako?" She studdered trying not to think of Asami
"He's out with Asami. Mr. Sato invited us both to go out to dinner, but I passed."
"I'm glad you did." Korra was shocked at how easily the sentence came out. Did she really have feelings Bolin?
"Korra? I-I've been meaning to tell you-" He began to say something but was interrupted by something sudden…
Korra's lips were pressed firmly to his, at first he didn't exactly return the gesture. Taken aback by the one action he'd only thought of in his dreams.
In an instant his hand was slowly stroking the misplaced hair out of Korra's eyes, pleasantly returning the kiss.
"There's nothing you need to tell me, Bolin." Korra said leading Bolin up to his room.
"Bolin, I want to stay here tonight. Is that okay with you?" Korra asked plopping down on his bed.
"Uh, yeah, of course." Bolin replied trying not to sound overly excited.
Bolin found some old pants of his for Korra to wear and they both changed into their pajamas and crawled into Bolins bed.
He placed his arm around her, carefully cradling her in his arms.
Korra let her feelings get the best of her and let out a slight smile, the thoughts of Mako and Asami slowly drifting out of her mind