Korvira Week

Summary: Korvira Week 2015 by Angel. A collection of the seven topics/prompts for Korvira Week 2015.

Day 1 (I) : Troubled – Silent Tears

For Sailorlock!

All you have to do, Kuvira is tell her. Everything will work out fine. Korra is a pretty understanding person. Even though this could easily ruin everything, you just have to say it. Don't be such a chicken-hog. Don't be weak.

"What's wrong?" Korra asked, placing a hand on Kuvira's shoulder. Kuvira instantly sat up straight, frantically wiping at her face. "I know I'm a few minutes late for our walk, but that's not something to be upset over," she joked.

Kuvira glared at her before rolling her eyes. Korra took a seat next to Kuvira on the bench. She patted her hands on her knees in a steady beat. Gradually she got faster and faster, watching as Kuvira's right eye began to twitch. A moment later Kuvira reached out and gripped Korra's wrists in a tight grip.

"I knew that'd get you," Korra said triumphantly.

"Nothing's wrong," she muttered, slowly releasing her grip.

"But you wouldn't be crying over nothing."

Kuvira shook her head, glancing up at the brightly lit Harmonic Tower. Turtleduck boats gently coasted across the pond's surface. "Everything is fine," she insisted. "I was just thinking about everything that's changed in the last few years." The corner of her lips curled up. "The Earth Nation is thriving, and people are now forgetting about the Great Uniter, and just seeing Kuvira."

"I've always seen Kuvira," Korra pointed out.

"Yeah, but you're the Avatar," Kuvira reminded her. She abruptly got up from the bench, stuffing her hands into her pockets. Without waiting for Korra, she began to walk along the path in the park. "Isn't it your job to give people the benefit of the doubt?" she called over her shoulder.

"No. I don't have to." Korra jogged lightly to catch up with Kuvira, easily falling into step with her. "I could just snap my fingers and put someone under arrest." Kuvira glanced at her with a raised eyebrow. "Well, theoretically," she admitted sheepishly. "Trust me, if I could, President Raiko wouldn't have been elected for a second term."

"I don't think I ever thanked you," Kuvira said quietly.

"For what?"

"For giving me a chance, when no one else would." Kuvira looked up at the sky, taking in the glittering stars breaking through the velvet sky. A stray tear slid down her cheek. "I didn't realize how much I appreciated it until now." She quickly frowned, swiping the tear away, and regarding Korra with a harsh glare. "If you tell anyone that you saw me cry…" Kuvira trailed off, the hash threat lingering in the air. Korra half-smiled, which caused Kuvira's frown to deepen.

"I won't tell anyone," she said with a shrug.

Kuvira stumbled over her feet, caught off guard. She looked over at the dark girl, carefully searching her face. "…Why not?" she demanded. "Don't tell me you're going soft on me."

Korra chuckled. "What makes you think I'm getting soft?"

"Do you remember when you somehow got me to join that charity doubles pro-bending tournament on an opposing team?" Kuvira asked. "Our match lasted the longest since we were too busy insulting each other. Then when the fighting started all hell broke loose."

"Yeah, that was great. I hadn't been challenged like that in a long time." Korra smiled brightly. She then licked her lips, turning to face Kuvira, effectively causing the two to stop. "When you cry, I get a glimpse of the real you, and it's very beautiful," she answered simply. "It's something that only I get the privilege to see, and it makes me feel special." Her smile widened, her eyes warming. "As special as I am to have you."

Even though the breeze picked up, Kuvira felt warm all over, especially in her cheeks. She quickly turned away, forcing herself not to be pulled into Korra's intense gaze. She cleared her throat twice, before reaching over and punching her on the arm. "Shut up, Korra," she insisted. Korra snorted before shaking her head.

As Korra turned to resume their walk, Kuvira quickly dropped her fist, their hands lightly brushing. As she moved to pull it away, Korra placed her hand into Kuvira's palm, lacing their fingers. Kuvira gave it a small squeeze as warmth spread across her palm.

"Plus, you threaten me every time and you have yet to do anything," Korra added. "So, I think I'm safe."

Kuvira instantly removed her hand from Korra's and have her a firm shove to her arm. Korra cried out in shock as she fell over, rolling down a small incline and landing in the park's pond. A turtleduck swam over and began to chew on her hair. Kuvira let out a laugh as Korra shooed it away. While she wanted to be mad, she couldn't help but take in the joy of hearing Kuvira laugh, another thing she kept from the world.

"So, what was really troubling you?" Korra demanded as she held out her hand. Kuvira grabbed it and helped her climb up the embankment of the pond. Kuvira raised an eyebrow, confusion on her face. "You don't cry when you're happy. Heck, you rarely cry in general. So, something must be bothering you."

Kuvira dropped her hand. "Nothing's bothering me, really." She shrugged. "It's just…there's something I have to do," she said slowly. "…well, want to do, and I don't know how to do it."

"So, just do it." Korra said simply. "What are you so worried about?"

"The outcome," Kuvira answered. She reached up and loosed her side braid, before rapidly re-braiding it. Something she only did when she was nervous. "I always know how things will work out, except for this."

Korra smirked. "You never struck me as a chicken-hog."

Kuvira instantly dropped her braid, giving Korra a shove, much rougher than the first time. "I'm not afraid," she snarled.

"Then whatever it is you want to do, do it!" Korra insisted. "Deal with the repercussions later. If it's something you feel strongly about-" Korra was cut off when Kuvira leaned forward and pressed her lips lightly against hers. Her blue eyes widened in shock as Kuvira pulled away, shyly looking at the ground.

"I love you," she muttered. Korra slowly reached up and touched her lips with the tips of her fingers. "Well, I feel like a weight has been lifted." Kuvira let out a sigh of relief. "Let's get going," she ordered before walking away.

Korra stared after her in confusion. "Wait!" she shouted. "You can't just kiss me and then leave like that!" Korra ran after Kuvira, who broke out into a sprint when she heard the sounds of her rapid footsteps. Kuvira turned around and ran backward, quickly shuffling her feet.

"If you want another one, then you have to beat me in a race," Kuvira shouted.

"You're on," Korra smirked, picking up her pace. She quickly caught up to Kuvira, matching her pace. Korra reached out and grabbed a hold of Kuvira's wrist, tugging her to a stop. Kuvira gasped in shock as she was jerked back. Before angrily reprimanding Korra for almost causing her to fell flat on her face, Korra stepped forward and kissed Kuvira, before pulling away and whispering in her ear: "I love you, too."