Story: The Truths We Fake

Genre: Drama/Romance/Mystery

Chapter 1: The Truth of It All

She drags her bike along the trail, red heels clicking on the pavement, raven hair swishing in its ponytail and blowing in the cold air, her pale hands gripping the bars tightly. She kept her head held high, stops abruptly to zip her leather jacket further up her neck, then brushes off her jeans. She never bothers wearing gloves as it would look foolish in her eyes.

She does not feel the wallet plop gently on the ground after it drops out of her pants pocket. She does not see an exotic, young blue eyed beauty pick the wallet up. However, she does hear someone calling her name.

She finds it weird because she's not very well known here in Republic City. More likely than not her dad is. She's never mentioned in the papers or the news so her chances of being noticed were zero to one.

The woman who called her name ran up besides her and Asami stopped along the park's trail, her head whipping to the side as she turns seeing who it is.

"Do I know you?" Asami steps back as the woman invades her personal space.

"You should, but since I don't have time for introductions I'll just give you this," she handed Asami her wallet and Asami's green eyes narrowed.

"How'd you get that?"

"You dropped it." The girl frowned. "Are you always this rude?"

Asami sighed in earnest. No, she thought of saying, I'm not. It's true she was a socialite in her prime a few years ago. Being around people everyday and constantly pleasing them against her will was bound to have its setbacks eventually.

"Sorry," she says. "I'm not rude all the time. My day's been fucked up as usual."

The girl nodded and stuck her hand out. "I'm Korra. I to know the feeling of having a fucked up day."

"I thought you didn't have time for introductions."

Korra shrugged. "I guess there's an exception when it comes to girls like you."

Asami was amazed by this girl's confidence. "You're flirting with me."

The blush on Korra's dark cheeks didn't go unnoticed under Asami's stare.

Korra rubbed the back of her neck nervously, her confidence washing away only after Asami realized what she was doing. She just needed this conversation to go smoothly and, if she was lucky, could still meet Mako for lunch.

She wasn't exactly dating him and he wasn't exactly dating her, but they had a very close relationship. People commented on their perfect chemistry. Korra dismisses them all, politely reminding them that "perfect chemistry" is not strangling each other's throat and getting on each other's nerves. Besides, her and Mako tried dating before and it didn't work out. They didn't make sense. Them being together never made sense.

So choosing the friend zone benefited the two.

"Yes," Korra admitted. "I was flirting with you."

Asami raised an eyebrow. "You're serious?"

Korra put her hands on her hips, grey sweatpants hugging her toned legs. "Totally serious."

This made Asami laugh. She shook her head, clutched her bike bars and started walking down the trail again. Korra laughed too, though she wasn't completely sure why. What did that even mean? Was she suppose to laugh?

It happened while Asami began her speed walking.

Korra had shouted. "Bye!"

And the strange part of all this is the fact that Asami was still a mystery. Korra wondered if she should repeat today's actions so she could (possibly) meet Asami the next day.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the blare of her cell phone ringing in her blue parka pocket.

She identified the caller ID:

Mako.

"What?" Korra asks.

"So you know how I said earlier we'd get lunch?"

Korra knows what he's talking about and replies,"Yeah."

"Well, I was thinking of rescheduling it."

"Why?"

She heard him sigh on the other end.

"I'm solving an important case that Beifong entrusted me with."

Her voice lowered. "It's another murder case, isn't it?"

"Korra—"

"I don't want you hurt."

"I'll be fine—"

"Don't tell me everything will be fine, dammit!"

Korra sat on one of the park's benches, her phone on her lap. She doesn't want him risking his life anymore. She knows it's part of the job, putting your life on the line for others. She wants him doing that—protecting the people and the innocent and saving lives. What she doesn't want him doing, however, is making stupid decisions and thinking that dying during a mission makes being a police officer worth while because she's dealt with that once before and doesn't want those actions repeated a second time. She almost lost him once, she's not losing him again.

She grabs the phone and whispers,"Can we have lunch at the station?"

"Sure. See you soon?"

A small smile graces her lips. "See you soon."

While climbing the stone steps outside the police department, it begins snowing. It wasn't heavy, only flurries, but Korra blows air in her hands and rubs them fast, hoping her hands get warm. After being raised in Alaska her whole life, snow and cold shouldn't bother her, but it does. Korra wistfully recalls her first time moving to Republic City and remembers how difficult it was without her Tonraq and Senna, her parents, pampering her. To say she was overprotected a lot during her childhood was an understatement.

Just before she had the chance to pull open the door, she heard police sirens and glanced behind her.

The vehicle parked across the street. An officer got out from behind the steering wheel and so did the cop in the passenger seat. The officer that was in the passenger seat opened the car door while the other one forced the criminal out the backseat.

She had piercing green eyes and lips painted a dark shade of red. Her raven hair was no longer in a ponytail. It rolled past her shoulders and appeared curled at the ends. Korra blinks a few times, thinking she's not seeing the woman from earlier, thinking that she has terrible eyesight and she's made a mistake.

As the two police officers come closer, Korra realizes something. The woman they arrested? It's Asami. What Mako mentioned on the phone about the case he's working on? Asami might be involved which is the reason why they're probably arresting her and probably about to interrogate her. She could be wrong about Asami's involvement though. She really hopes she is.

Her hand pulls the police department door open and she waits for the officers and their so called "criminal" to enter it. Her suspicions are confirmed when Asami stares at her and she's clearly mouthing,"Hi."

All Korra can do is mouth back,"Hi."

The first time she meets Asami it's at Republic City Park. She expected to see Asami again.

Just not under these circumstances.

A/N-So I'm starting a new Korrasami story. I intend on finishing it. Korrasami will happen, just not right away, but slowly. I mean this is kind of a Mystery story I'm attempting to write. Updates? On the weekends or when I'm on break from school.

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Until next time,

~nerd