A/N: Attention, this is a disclaimer.
"I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender Legend of Korra or anything else except this plot line and all of the characters who weren't in the original show/comics. If I owned it, it would probably have gone on a little longer."
This has been a disclaimer.
Thank you and continue to the story.
Note: This story may not be great, but it was a shot in the dark. I have no real idea what might happen season two, this is just what I would like to happen.
Chapter 1
Asami let out a sigh. This day had not gone exactly to plan. Yes, Amon was defeated, and yes, Korra got her bending back, but Asami felt cheated and hurt. Technically, Mako did cheat on her. Their breakup was not exactly official.
As the feeling of disappointment settled in, she heard footsteps from behind around, she saw General Iroh.
"Good evening, Miss Sato.", he said cordially.
"General, I was hoping you'd realize that after what we went through today, you know, fighting a war, that it's okay for you to call me by my first name.", Asami said with a giggle.
"I'll agree to that on one condition; you may call me 'Iroh'.", he replied, giving her a small smile.
"Okay, now that we've worked that out, good evening to you too, Iroh.", the young heiress said, turning back to the setting sun.
"Something is bothering you, Asami.", it was a statement, not a question.
"Why would you think that?", Asami asked.
"I will warn you now that I've been told I am just like my mother in the fact that I can read people, but, like most of my family, I'm tactless. So, quite frankly, you look as though you've been hit in the gut with a brick.", Iroh replied, wishing he had his great-great uncle's way with words.
"Thanks, Iroh, really.", Asami said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, I warned you that I'm tactless. I'm working on that though. I just want to make my namesake, my grandfather's uncle, proud, even though he's dead.", he said, holding up his hands in defense, but only for a moment.
"I think you already made them proud. I may not have ever met the first General Iroh, but from what I've learned, just from what history states, you've made him proud. You took down my father's biplanes with just your bending, flying one of the said biplanes with no idea how to do so, got Amon's mask off of the statue of Avatar Aang, and you're out here talking to me while everyone else is inside celebrating. Out of all of the stories I've ever heard about your namesake, most of them say he was a brave man who was kind to everyone, even his enemies, but would fight with a burning passion, no pun intended, when necessary. That sounds like you, but that's just my opinion.", Asami told him.
"Yeah, well, as nice as that sounds, I just remember free-falling a bunch of times, using my rocket boosters, and looking like an idiot hanging from a banner.", Iroh said with a laugh.
"You did not look like an idiot! Okay, so you looked a bit like a teenager who got caught trying to use a rope ladder to sneak out when we found you.", Asami said with a laugh, gently slapping the young general's arm, making him gasp in pretend shock.
"Normally, I would take someone who hit the crown prince of the Fire Nation as a threat, but as it's you, I'll make an exception.", Iroh said with a laugh, stopping when he saw Asami's face.
"I had almost forgotten that you're a prince.", she told him, turning away from him.
"Asami, what's wrong now?", Iroh asked in an almost whisper.
"Nothing, but why would you not consider me a threat?", Asami replied quickly, trying to change the subject.
"Because you weren't actually trying to hurt me. Now don't change the subject. What's wrong now, Asami?", he asked again, his amber eyes almost pleading with her emerald ones for the truth.
"Mako and Bolin are Pro-benders, Korra's the Avatar, and you're the youngest general ever, not to mention the crown prince of the Fire Nation. I just can't help but feel like an unnecessary tag-along. I'm not really needed when all of these benders can fight and help rebuild.", Asami stated, her walls breaking underneath his gaze.
"Asami, you are needed. I'm positive that you are the only one who can work most of the Equalist technology. The Fire Nation is barely up-to date anyway. You're the smartest one in the group if you ask me.", Iroh said with a smile, trying to cheer the heiress up.
"You may think so, but that doesn't mean everyone does." Asami said with a half-hearted laugh.
"Well, they won't think that for much longer. I assume you are going to restart Future Industries, so, um, I have a question for you.", Iroh said, unsure about his question.
"Yes, Iroh?", Asami asked, finally turning back to face him.
"Would you consider accepting a contract from the United Forces on the matter of Future Industries building biplanes?", he asked quickly.
"I'll need an official contract before I can legally accept, but off the record, yes, Future Industries will build biplanes for the United Forces.", Asami replied, smiling brightly.
"We almost had a contract with a Fire Nation based company, but my uncle was killed when his airship, which was more like a biplane if you ask me, exploded. He was the fourth of my aunts and uncles that have been killed.", Iroh said sadly.
"What happened to them, if you don't mind me asking?", Asami asked, knowingly treading on thin ice.
"Aurora was killed when an assassin went after my grandparents. The twins were killed in a scuffle in Ba Sing Se. My grandmother was seven months pregnant, and one of my grandfather's ex-girlfriend, I guess, saw them and attacked her. Lee was the one in the airship.", Iroh said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Three of them were never even born?", Asami asked, truly shocked.
"Yeah, and my only aunt who is alive, Jasmine, was adopted. She was six at the time, but that was after Aurora died, but before the twins died.", Iroh said, blinking the tears away.
"So your mom really only has your Aunt Jasmine, your grandfather, and you.", Asami stated.
"No, my sister, Ilah, is only sixteen, and my dad is in the United Forces as well.", Iroh replied, smiling as he spoke about his family.
"He is?", Asami asked.
"Yeah, and my mother laughed herself, literally, right off of her throne when I out-ranked him.", Iroh laughed.
"I guess I should tell you something about my family now, since you've told me all about yours.", Asami said a few moments later.
"You don't have to do that Asami. Most of my nation knows all about my family. It's common knowledge in the Fire Nation.", Iroh replied.
"I want to tell you. However, everyone knowing how many times your grandparents lost a child, that isn't something that everyone should know. That is something tragic that should not be given out in detail as a historic event.", Asami exclaimed, knowing first hand that the pain of loosing a loved one.
"It's getting late. How about you join me for tea when we get back to Republic City. I would be more than happy to talk more then.", Iroh said, trying to stifle a yawn.
"I would love to go to tea with you, Iroh. I'll probably be on Air Temple Island for a while. Where will you be?", Asami asked.
"Same place. As the United Forces General, I'm supposed to lead the rebuilding effort.", Iroh replied, smiling brightly at the green eyed girl.
"Well, that makes things easy.", Asami said, letting out a laugh.
"That it does. May I escort you back to your room?", Iroh asked, offering his arm to Asami.
"Why of course.", Asami answered, linking arms with the general.
As they walked back, Asami had a sudden, and sneaky thought.
"Iroh, why don't we play a game?", she asked.
"What kind of game?", Iroh replied.
"We go about our lives as normal, and we wait and see who, out of Team Avatar, realizes we're on first name basis.", Asami told him, smiling at the devious idea.
"I like it! Asami Sato, you are truly devious.", Iroh replied, laughing lightly.
"So, game on?", she asked.
"Game on.", Iroh answered with a nod.
A/N: How was it? R&R and be brutal. I can take a little constructive criticism.
