Disclaimer: Of course I do not own any piece of the Avatar: TLA or Legend of Korra franchises. I merely have too much time to waste and an empty feeling since last December.

About my writing style for this story:

For the most, I have always written the way I speak. So my sentence structure may be a bit strange.

Second, when I read, I have a movie playing in my head and I write to describe what I see in my head. Which is how, I FEEL, I structured this story.

Thirdly, this is my first attempt and writing anything for enjoyment, and I don't read a lot. Odds are it will suck, the first chapter may seem very slow, as if nothing is going on, but I am trying to establish an OC into this universe and trying to write the canon characters as well as I believe I understand them. Shit will pick up.

Fourth, I am setting this a couple months after the finale. Korra and Asami went on their impromptu spirit world vacation for like a week before realizing that it was time to get shit fixed. I did enjoy the Korrasami ending to Book 4 and am aware that Bryke confirmed it as canon. It was a beautiful ending to my favorite show of all time, but I will not focus heavily, or maybe even at all, on Korrasami. Nothing against it, but I have tried brainstorming and I just don't know how to write for a gay couple, so 'really good friends' is what I'm leaving it at. As awesome as it is that I finally know of a lesbian couple on TV that doesn't involve buzz cuts and flannel shirts, I just don't live in that world.

Fifth, I also won't be focusing to strongly on relationships that don't already exist unless I find a way to make it work organically. (i.e. Opal and Bolin / Kai and Jinora are established enough in my book to mention it somewhere, if the story permits. Old relationships issues between Mako and Korra, or Mako and Asami, or anything else that happened in the canon may come up if I can think of a way to include it organically because again, it's been established). I may even try to set my OC up with someone. Who knows? I certainly don't. I am trying to set up plot points in advance before writing a chapter, but for the most part I'm just riding this shit out with the rest of you. There are plenty of other writers that do shipping well. Check one of them out.

Sixth, please let me know if/when you think I fucked something up with either the plot or the characters. If I feel you have a point or a good idea, I may write you back with a thank you and a point of edit. If I feel I got it right, I'll still consider your comment to see if it would have worked.

Some of my favorite parts in Legend of Korra were the 'Daily Life' parts. The social moments where people were kind of just hanging out and doing regular LOK universe stuff and living life were very interesting to me, as you will see in the first, (maybe first few) chapter(s). I do want to structure this entire story arc like a brand new season with a plot, villain, and all the personal growth while not ignoring that team Avatar is between the ages of 20-23 in a booming time.

It may help to read this story like a screenplay, I THINK. If I were a better writer, I would have you play a beautifully crafted episode of LOK in your head the way I see it, but I can't.

I appreciate any reviews or comments.

Thank you for checking out my drivel, I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1

"Catching Up"

**We find our story beginning, geographically, on the west coast of the United Republic of Nations. More specifically, in the conference room of a large banquet hall**

"… With the use of my family's company's resources, combined with those of Ms. Sato's Future Industries, and through the will of its citizens, we will cease Republic City's suffering brought on by the former Earth Empire's attacks nearly two months ago. We are past the point of relief aid and are ready to forge a new Republic City. It will not be easy by any means, but our efforts will be historic as we draft the next chapter of the most advanced city the world has ever known." ***Small applause break*** "I'd like to thank Ms. Sato and Avatar Korra for joining me this evening and for allowing me to finally take Project: Republic Expansion, public. Thank you all and have a wonderful evening." He walked away from the podium with cameras flashing and a horde of reporters calling out his and Asami's name for a chance to get an extra word.

"Mr. Kenju and Ms. Sato will not be answering any more questions this evening. Please have your passes ready if you plan to cover tonight's festivities," said his assistant.

"Come on, this way." He said and gestured to Asami and Korra as they made it down the stairs and through the back door. The three of them walked down the corridor, the kind used to get VIP's through the building quickly. They needed to make their way to the main dining hall now, and just as they made it down the last stretch, Korra felt the need to give the guy the old punch-above-the-shoulder-blades gesture she uses for a job well done; and give one she did, and loud it was. He had slowed down his walking a bit so that he wouldn't risk bumping into anything as both of his hands clasped into his short, black hair and dragged them downwards along his face and lower lip when out of no where…

"Nice speech our their." *THUMP* Said Korra mid-delivery to the left shoulder. "They really ate it up."

His relaxed demeanor immediately shifted to eyes wide-open with his lips clinched in his teeth, and a slight hunch forward while grabbing his shoulder. "Uggh! What the hell? Asami!" He yelled in surprise. "Why did the Avatar punch me?"

*THUMP* "My name is Korra." She followed with a look of annoyance.

"Aggh! Asami, why did Korra punch me, again?" He said with an obvious look of confusion and pain.

Trying to hold back a laugh, Asami looked at him and said, "That's just how she shows affection, and I agree. That was a great way to announce our plan to rebuild and expand Republic City."

"Hell of a way to show it," he said rubbing his shoulder. "Anyway, it's really great to see you again. What's it been, just under two years?"

"Yeah, it has been a while." Asami replied as they continued forward.

A look of confusion set into Korra's face "Wait, I knew you two were good friends, but how long have you known each other?"

"Oh yeah, I never properly introduced you. Korra, this is Damo." Answered Asami. "We met when we were kids. Our fathers were in business together. We always hung out when we could but we haven't spoken in person like this in a while."

(Pronounced: Day-Mo (Like Moe's bar in The Simpsons))

"Nice to meet you, Damo." Korra extended a hand.

"Yeah, it is such an honor to finally meet you, Av- KORRA!" he corrected himself with a nervous laugh as they approached the back entrance to the main dining hall. Damo looked towards Asami and said, "Listen, why don't we head inside, you two give me a minute to get a couple thing situated, then you and I can catch up for a bit?"

"Sure thing, It'll be fun." Replied Asami as they walked through the double doors leading to the main hall.

Damo scanned the room to see if he could find his family when over the sound of leveled chatter and ambient music, a woman's voice caught his attention. "Damo! Honey. We've been waiting for ages. Come take this picture so we can get down from here," said the piercingly high-pitched voice.

"Yes, mother," he said with a sigh. "Be right their." Damo walked slowly to the podium with his head down as Korra and Asami laughed at his embarrassment. Damo took the picture and stepped of the podium and immediately went back to Korra and Asami standing in the corner and behind a pillar. They clearly did not want to be seen yet.

"So, yeah. We go way back." Damo assured to Korra. "Those were the only fun meetings my father ever brought me to. All we ever did was eat bad food, sleep, and fight. The fighting was not fun at all, for me anyway.

Asami interjected, "You should have seen our sparring matches. I used to kick Damo's butt all the time. We were both in self-defense classes growing up since neither of us are benders."

Damo continued, "I was never a good fighter, but Asami relished in the fact that she could throw me through a window whenever she wanted. But those are the old days. Now Asami runs her own company and I head up an entire division for my father. I guess we never really could escape our old man's influence."

Asami's cheerful look of nostalgia disappeared as she looked down and away sadly. Damo hadn't seen his friend in a long time, but never had trouble reading her. He followed his realization with a hand on her shoulder and spoke softly to her. "Hey, I'm sorry about what happened to your father. From what you told me in your letters, it seems you two never really got to enjoy your time together after making amends. Regardless, Hiroshi was a hero in the end, he will be remembered for his sacrifice."

Asami look at him appreciatively, "Thanks Damo. I really needed to hear that."

"… And you're friends with the Avatar, how cool it that?" Damo boasted, now looking at both of them. "I'm such a huge fan of what you two have been doing with your team. I've followed all of your adventures in the papers. The ProBending, the Equalist stuff, the uh, the civil war in the south, it all sounded so exciting." He turned to Korra. "Whatever did happen after President Raiko kicked you out of Republic City? I heard you got hurt while looking for new airbenders."

Korra had been asked to keep the events with the Red Lotus a secret by Raiko and Tenzin. If word had gotten out that Korra was vulnerable for those three years, the Red Lotus might have tried to attack again. She looked away nervously, trying desperately to come up with some kind of excuse, "Oh, uh, yeah. Umm, I had some, Avatar-ish stuff I needed to deal with for a little while. Very spiritual, and important, yes, very important. Harmonic Convergence really threw my Avatar energy out of wack and I uh, needed to spend some with Master Katara."

"Oh, jeez. Well I'm glad you were able to recover. I can't imagine how frightening that giant, metal monster that attacked Republic City was." Damo paused for a second and let out an exasperated breath. "I really need to get out and see the world."

Asami looked at Damo, sensing a deep sadness inside him. "You've got the means, why not move somewhere you actually want to live?"

"I can't just leave. My family is here, my company division is here, I don't see how I can leave all of that behind." Damo pleaded.

"I'm not saying leave the company, I'm saying that the idea of relocation is not a new thing." Asami reinforced.

Korra added to the wavering decision. "You can't be afraid to live your life just to satisfy a few people. I would have never made it to Republic City or met Mako, Bolin, and Asami if I didn't leave the South Pole."

"Wow, that is a good point. Where are your Earthbender and Firebender friends, by the way?" asked Damo sheepishly, noticing Korra's reaction to the diversion.

"Mako and Bolin?" answered Asami. "We brought them along for the trip but I wouldn't dare bring them here. Don't get me wrong, they're the greatest and fun to be around with, but you bring them as your guests and put them in a room full of financial contributors and stockholders and your going to either scare them off or they're going to lose confidence in the company you keep. Believe me when I say, 'I've done my homework'."

Damo chuckled and asked, "Wow, I never would have guessed. So did you leave them back at your hotel?"

Placing her finger to her chin and looking up Asami, thought about it before answering, "I think they went out to see some sort of local sporting event."

"Oh yeah," reassured Korra. " They went to see some fighting tournament. It's really picking a lot of heat all across the United Republic. I think they were trying to expand to Republic City but President Raiko is having no part of that until Republic City's restoration is well underway. I even heard that there's an airbender fighting tonight."

"An airbender in a fighting tournament? I would definitely like to see that, sounds exciting." Said Damo, immediately noticing a towering figure standing behind him.

"What sounds exciting, Damo?" said the assertive and strong voice behind him.

"Oh nothing, father." Replied a startled Damo.

Korra and Asami looked at each other with confusion at the combination of "Father" and the look of fear in Damo's eyes.

"I hope you weren't going about those garbage fighting tournaments again. You know how I feel about you wanting to waste money attending that poor excuse for a 'sport'." Reassured his father still standing behind him while placing his large hands on his shoulders. Damo stood silent with raised and tense shoulders. Mr. Kenju scanned both of the women standing in front of Damo for a few seconds then spoke. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your – Ms. Sato? Is that you, young lady?"

"Yes Mr. Kenju, It's me." She replied with a charming laugh underneath.

"It's very good to see you. It's been ages, hasn't it?" Said a very delighted Mr. Kenju, and before Asami could finish replying he asked, "How is your father doing?"

"Uh, Father?" Damo addressed his father under a fake cough. "Maybe you shouldn't bring up –"

"Nonsense, Hiroshi and I were very good friends back in the day." Cheered Mr. Kenju disregardingly. "Well, Ms. Sato?"

Asami replied softly, holding back both anger and anguish. "He died almost two months ago." Mr. Kenju's grip tightened over Damo's shoulder.

"You don't say, I'm-I'm sorry to hear that. Said Mr. Kenju with a slight stutter and a tone of disappointment." Take a note, Damo. Hiroshi built his empire from the ground, up, with out a single bit of bending at his disposal. 'Don't ever let anyone tell you you're no better than any bender' - he used to say that to you all the time."

Asami's stare became a bit darker and with a heavier and louder tone, addressed Mr. Kenju. "He was also in prison for over 3 years for aiding terrorists that were trying to eradicate bending in Republic City."

Asami and Mr. Kenju stared at each other for ten long, aggravating seconds before Korra extended out a handshake to ease the moment. "Hello Mr. Kenju, it's nice to finally meet you. I'm –."

"I'm well aware of who you are, Avatar." Interrupted Mr. Kenju without breaking eye contact with Asami. "Welcome to my banquet." He said, now looking at Korra, in a very clearly unwelcoming tone. Now speaking to his son, "I'll be addressing the guests later this evening, Damo. I hope you don't run off again this time."

"I'll try my best, father." Damo replied softly while looking over his shoulder at him.

"Enjoy yourselves, Ms. Sato, Avatar Korra." Said Mr. Kenju coldly as he walked away.

"Charming," added Korra with strong sarcasm. She was clearly bothered by his tone and how insincere he was towards Asami.

"Oh, man. I'm really sorry about him, he's always kind of had it out for anything having to do with bending, let alone the Avatar. I think it has something to do with something that happened to him as a kid, but it's still no excuse for how he spoke to you." He explained with great remorse and embarrassment. He had just met the Avatar and was mortified. He wanted nothing more than to establish a friendship with his favorite celebrity. Did his father just ruin his only chance?

"Don't worry about it," replied an uplifting Korra, "I stared down Amon and a small army of Equalists. Not to mention Raiko and the press. Your father was a cake walk compared to them." The stress of the situation had left Damo's body.

Time passed as Damo, Asami and Korra chatted about team Avatar's adventures, how she and Asami met, and a few things about the aftermath of the attack on Republic City. When he got a chance, Damo took a quick glance at his gold pocket watch. It read ten minutes to nine. He would have hated to leave the party early, but he had other arrangements lined up. He needed to leave soon. The angst in his heart was heavy, but he knew this was not his last chance to see Asami and Korra.

"Listen, Asami it was really great catching up with you again, and Korra, I could ask you about your adventure for hours, it has really been an honor and a pleasure speaking to you, but I do have to turn in for the night." Damo said with a clear tone of regret in his voice.

"So soon?" Asami said disappointedly.

"But your father hasn't even spoken yet." Added Korra.

"I know, but I have an appointment somewhere and there will be hell to pay if I don't keep it. I hope you two understand." Damo said, then, in an uplifting and excited tone, made a suggestion, "But I'll tell you what, let me take you two and your friends to breakfast tomorrow morning. We'll get properly introduced and we can hang out without all the pomp and circumstance of a banquet with tight suits and flowing dresses. Then I will personally see you guys off when you leave for republic city. Sound good?"

"Sounds great." Said both girls in unison. Followed by a laugh by all three.

"Alright, perfect," said Damo excitedly, "I'll send my driver over to your hotel tomorrow morning say, 8:30?"

"Fine by me." Assured Asami, then with a sincerely concerned tone, looked to her right. "Korra? I know you hate mornings."

"I'll be fine." Yelled Korra defensively. Then gathering herself, "Besides, my crankiness usually wares off by nine o'clock anyways."

"Oh, and you two don't have to stick around either. I would hate for you two to have to deal with all the… I don't even know what to call it, really. This high society atmosphere never really did sit well with me. I'm sure no one would mind. They're all to busy comparing clothing and critiquing the hors d'oeuvres." Damo said as he left. "See you tomorrow, ladies". Then he hurried off through the back door they had all came through earlier.

Asami said goodnight to Damo. Korra threw in a 'Nice to meet you'.

"Nice guy." Said Korra trying to continue some sort of conversation. "He's not like his dad is he?"

"No, of course not. They've always been complete opposites with their political views. He seemed really tense when his father came around, especially with the fighting tournament thing." Continued Asami.

"Yeah, wonder what that was all about."

Damo hurried off down the hidden corridor they came through earlier and took the elevator to another dining hall that was not being used. Everything was as he had planned. He made his way to one of the open balconies. He looked down below, looked over his shoulder, looked again down below, and jumped strait down from the fourth floor, utilizing a concentrated gust of wind shot from his feet to ease his fall and ending it with a tuck and roll. He was finally free.

A couple of minutes passed after Damo took his leave and the two ladies started scanning the room with drinks in their hands, trying to find something interesting, but thinking to themselves.

*Those eggs look good* - Korra

*This is a pretty big room* - Asami

*What's that smell? I showered this morning, right?* - Korra

*Really? Your wearing that dress with those shoes?* - Asami

Korra turned to Asami, both with stares of boredom and without breaking that stare, Korra asked, "Wanna catch that airbender fight?"

Asami, without a hesitation, keeping that same blank stare says, "I'll drive."

End of Chapter 1