The Reflection of You
Rate: T
Genre: Romance, Drama and Fantasy.
Main Pairing: KorraSami.
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Chapter 1
Tonraq had never felt so bitter throughout his entire lifetime. Even when his company, namely, Southern Corporation nearly went bankrupt due to the global economic crisis, he was still able to think clearly. His work space was still hot after chatting with someone two hours ago.
Asami Sato was someone did not want involved in Tonraq personal life or business. He had always tried quite hard to not have any dealings with the Sato family's number one member. Though in the business community, cutting deals and winning bids to work with the Satos was a sure road to success, Tonraq preferred to walk his own path, without engaging with anyone who dealt with the Sato family, in a friendly manner or otherwise, despite the fact that the genius of the Satos is unquestioned.
Asami Sato was a business prodigy and the CEO of Future Industries. Ever since she began helping the family business, their profits had tripled and continued to steadily increase. She knew how to read the speculation of the business market and took the right measures to see that the family business prospered. Even during the economic crisis, the Future Industries was still at the top.
The Sato family is very famous in Republic City. In addition to possessing wealth beyond measure, perhaps the most terrifying aspect of this ancient family is the influence surrounding their name. Were they to begin murdering people in the streets, there would be no one would dare stand against them. To this day it has yet to happen, however it would be madness for him to ignite the anger within Asami Sato. This mysterious family has held sway over the city since Tonraq's elementary school days. Always, the members of this family are born with great beauty, pale skin and above average intellect. They could easily be called geniuses, as they display above average intelligence. The main characteristic of the Sato family, however, is not their brains, or their looks, or their pale skin. No. Throughout history, not one member of the family has been reported to have lived past the age of thirty. You could say their family is regarded as cursed.
Tonraq thought back to two hours ago, when the chair across from his desk was occupied by a person whom he's always avoided. However, that same person occupied the chair with an aura of grace and courtesy about her. Asami Sato occupied the chair.
"Thank you for taking time to meet with me today, Mr. Tonraq." Asami said with a smile too polite. Sato family is famous for good manners and etiquette, but this time is very polite and it is a bad sign.
"It's alright, Ms. Sato. It's really an honor to meet you. Is there anything I can help?" Tonraq asked.
"There's only one thing from you to help me." Asami replied.
Tonraq was feeling increasingly uneasy. His instincts were telling him to get out of there right away, as nothing good could come of listening to any sort of request from Asami. His instincts were betrayed by his body however, which didn't budge, instead keeping him rooted to the spot.
"Of course. What can I do for you?"
"For next month marks my twenty-seventh birthday."
Tonraq did not answer that question. Wishing a Sato happy birthday was taboo, as it was equated far too strongly with offering condolences, given their short lifespans. Instead, he simply tried to be a good listener, sitting frozen in place as Asami spoke.
"The Elders of my family are forcing me to immediately look for a wife. They said I should have children before disappearing to the next world."
Now Tonraq began to understand where this was going, his heartbeat becoming irregular within his chest.
"I want your daughter to become my wife."
Tonraq could not accurately explain his feelings in that moment, but the closest he could get would be despair. He knew he had no real reason to reject her request.
"B-but Ms. Sato, my daughter-"
"I do not want to threaten you and your family, Mr. Tonraq."
"There are many women out there who are better than my daughter..."
"I need your daughter. I'm afraid only Korra Southern will do. I'll give you one month to consider my offer, but after that, I'm coming to propose to her myself and make her as my wife."
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Senna had never seen Tonraq paler than he was at this very moment. Tonraq came home sooner than usual, and at first she thought he was sick. However, as soon as he arrived, he immediately asked her to make him a bowl of spicy seaweed noodles. She could tell immediately that Tonraq was facing a very serious problem. She knew that his favorite food was an antidote for stress.
Senna did not ask him directly. Instead, she waited patiently and watched while her husband enjoyed his food. She only spoke after the contents of the bowl were gone.
"Senna, can you give me another bowl?"
"Absolutely not. You know if you ... "
"But I really need it right now, Senna."
"I'll give you another bowl…..unless you can tell me what's going on?"
Tonraq paused, taking a deep breath, and gathering his courage. He knew if he told Senna the bad news regarding Korra, it would make her angrier than usual.
"Is Korra already home?" Tonraq asked carefully.
"She's still at the school, and don't change the subject. So tell me, what is going on now, Tonraq?"
"You know Asami Sato?"
"Asami Sato? Of course I know her. So, what about her?"
"She will become our daughter in law."
Senna looked at Tonraq without a word, trying to see if that could get any extra information out of him. But when she saw the contents of the bowl in front of him, she realized he was serious in what he said.
"How could it be? Our daughter is very beautiful, and good-natured, but to draw the attention of Asami Sato..."
"Today she met with me at the office. She's giving Korra one month before she comes and takes her for her own. If Korra was a materialistic woman...If she was naughty or bitchy, maybe it would be easier to reject her offer."
"What do you mean, my husband?" Senna's voice hissed dangerously as she spoke.
"So? May I?" Tonraq asked as he handed his empty bowl to Senna.
"Huh ... it seems I really need it too." Senna sighed as she made her way to the kitchen.
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"Bye, Korra."
"Bye, Kuvira!" Korra waving her hand enthusiastically in the air as she walks away.
Korra back-stepped merrily, while still maintaining an impression of natural grace. She walked alone to the bus stop not far from the school. Even at the age of seventeen, Korra had never experienced courtship, though she was not unattractive. On the contrary, Korra was quite beautiful, possessing a charismatic smile that some would even go so far as to call angelic. In addition to this, she sported a pair of startling blue eyes, tiny alluring lips, glowing brown skin, and short brown hair that seemed to sparkle when the light hit it.
Korra waited patiently for her bus as usual, allowing her eyes to wander until they set upon an unusual sight. A beautiful woman she had never seen before was standing not far away. She was dressed formally, in business dress, as if she worked in some sort of office. Black pants and a dark red shirt with the sleeves folded up to her elbows. All of this served only to draw attention to the fact that her skin was unusually pale. On top of this, the woman possessed long, wavy black hair, and a pair of brilliant green eyes, both of which only added to the aura of natural elegance surrounding the woman. Korra had to admit to herself that she wasn't sure the woman was real, her figure and beauty seeming too much to belong to an actual human, much less one stranded here at bus stop.
The woman suddenly turned towards her, and Korra quickly changed the direction of her gaze. It was too late however, as their eyes had already met, blue meeting with green in a mere seconds long encounter that was the strangest thing Korra had ever experienced. She felt as if she had known this woman for much longer. She felt as if the two of them were already close, and it gave her a feeling of comfort and happiness, making Korra inadvertently, and almost involuntarily smile at the woman. The other woman, however, did not immediately return the gesture, instead looking at her with a look that was difficult for Korra to decipher.
It didn't last long, as soon a black Ferrari pulled up in front of the mystery woman, and a figure stepped out and opened the door for her. The woman smiled briefly at Korra before getting into the car, and Korra watched as they drove off, until she could no longer see the car. A few minutes later, she shook her head, coming out of her daze and whipped out her phone, sending a text to Kuvira.
"Kuvira ... it seems I have fallen in love."
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Kuvira, who had just received the message, immediately rushed to call Korra, whereas, just a moment ago, she was still upset with Bataar Jr., who was late to pick her up.
"Hello?" Korra asked.
"Korra, where are you now?" Kuvira asked, making Korra sweatdrop at her bluntness.
"Me? Still waiting at the bus stop." Korra responded.
"So who is she?" Kuvira asked again.
"I do not know her name. But, from the striking characteristics, it looks like she comes from the Sato family."
"What? Sato family?! Are you crazy?!"
"Maybe. Then again, perhaps she was not from Sato Family."
"I hope you're wrong. You should stay away from them."
"I know that. You do not have to worry about me, Kuvira."
But the expectation that it would be undesirable was false, as deep down, Korra craved the beautiful female like no other. And in the evening, when she was called in front of Tonraq and he explained the wedding arrangements to her, she was unable to hide her smile, which made Tonraq and Senna increasingly concerned.
Katara sitting beside Korra, smiled as she saw the way Korra's face radiated happiness. Being a member of the Sato family would not be easy, considering the short life span they possessed, but seeing the way Korra's face lit up at the prospect, Katara was not about to oppose it.
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Asami was struggling with some documents in her office, when Opal suddenly opened the door, loudly.
"Asami! Let's eat!" Opal said.
"Opal, if you've just come to disturb me while I'm working, then you'd better get out of here right now." Asami said while her fingers is busy typing in her laptop.
Opal just grinned as she sat up on her chair, in front of Asami's workbench.
"I heard from my mother you were going to get married?" Opal asked.
"You know my time's almost up. So they're forcing me to marry."
"Just three years."
"I know. You do not have to remind me again."
"I do not want you to die."
"You already know that's impossible. I won't live past thirty."
"I'll find a way," the other girl assured her. "There's a cause for every curse, and so likewise, there must be a cure. We will not let you die. You must know that." Opal stood up, and left the room.
Asami ceased her work and slowly raised her head as she watched Opal disappear. Leaning back in her chair, she closed her eyes, sighing. To some, she may have seemed asleep, as thirty minutes found her in the exact same position, however, this was not the case. In fact, her mind was very much awake, her thoughts wandering. Asami Sato was not like the other members of her family, who still seemed human. No. Asami Sato had a secret. A secret that she buried within herself, keeping it from all others, even the other members of her family.
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That night saw Korra sleeping more peacefully than usual. Beneath the thick blanket that barely covered her whole body, it was obvious she wore a smile.
Soon, a subtle shadow appeared, sitting next to her. The shadow gazes at Korra's sleeping face in admiration.
"My Angel."
It has been almost one year since Asami started visiting Korra's room. At first she only wanted to see the face of peace she wore while sleeping, the woman Asami had first decided would be her mate when she was seventeen.
"One month is a long time for me. Forgive me for sneaking in to your room like this. Sleep well, Korra." Asami whispered, leaning down to kiss the top of Korra's head, before disappearing from the room.
TBC
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