Ok so I must admit… my main challenge in writing the first chapter was to keep it in third person! I mean… I thought that I caught myself every time I converted but apparently not! Between typing really fast and literally listening to Piano Man on repeat during the whole feat (see what I did there?) I missed some stuff…
Given I literally typed chapter 1 faster than what my brain could register the spelling and tense, late at night just so it wouldn't keep me up! So, I fixed those up and added different descriptions in place of "because" as that is a total rookie word lol.
I wonder did anyone pick up on the part between Asami and Iroh when Asami thought Iroh thought that Asami was a "Business woman" (wink wink, back in that time the business woman did was prostitution, felt pretty smart with that one lol, I just had to mention it)
But alas… I was convinced by my reviews (thank you Read and stayed your review HYPED me up! here and the ones on AO3 to write a second chapter. And special thanks to edmac for being the reason for this story. If it weren't for her story getting Piano Man stuck in my head and thus getting this story written it would have never happened! And you guys should TOTALLY read her stories, she's a brilliant author!
Oh, and sorry it took so long! I had to find my inspiration for this chapter and I Found the perfect songs and they are Dancing in the Dark by Ed Sheeran no actual lyrics but I will be conveying the feelings and the (kind of) scenario, 'cause I absolutely love the images I got while listening to this song and I wanted to write a story with Dancing the Dark for a while now so 2 birds with one stone!
And with no further ado, and ramblings….
Asami's cheeks flared when Korra kissed her knuckles, her lips were soft and she couldn't help how her mind started wondering along with her eyes, breaking their eye contact. The other woman was also now looking at her, still holding Asami's hand.
Asami cleared her throat and broke the silence between them, taking back her hand. "So, um," Um?! What is going on with her "Why do they call you the piano man?"
Korra chuckled and leaned back in her seat "Well, one of my friends brought his grandmother here once with his brother and she mistook me for a man, her defense was that I was too muscular for a woman. But the other men in the here thought it'd be hilarious to give me the nickname Piano Man when Bumi, over there," Korra pointed with her thumb behind her, to the man who had previously kissed his glass, ", Tenzin's older brother, drunkenly said 'Sing us a song Piano Man'!" Korra mimicked the man's posture while holding an invisible glass.
Asami burst out laughing and held her stomach, she hadn't laughed like this in a while, not after her father got arrested. Korra smiled affectionately, her heart warming at the business woman's laugh, and relishing the feeling. She continued when Asami settled enough to listen "And thus, the song was created."
"I must say, it is a brilliant song, it had the perfect amount of humor and passion in it to keep the crowd captivated, even if they've probably heard it a dozen times."
Smirking, Korra tried to probe, "And you miss Sato? Did it captivate you?" Biting her lip suddenly embarrassed and enjoying the way Korra said her last name a bit too much.
"Yes, I thoroughly enjoyed it, it made me feel excited and music does not usually convey much emotional response from me."
Intrigued Korra leaned forward again, resting her elbows on the table. Asami prevented herself from drawing in a sharp, that would have been very noticeable. "So you don't usually listen to music?"
Asami nodded feeling a mildly self-conscious about it, looked away, what was it with this woman who broke down every wall she had ever built up to protect herself? It made her feel vulnerable and she hated feeling vulnerable. Korra grinned excitedly, "I have the perfect idea!" startled Asami met blue eyes once again raising an eyebrow. "Come with me!" Korra stands up and offers her hand to the raven-haired woman.
Asami eyed her hand and looked up at Korra, she smiled as if to reassure the other woman. Somehow the look on Korra's face and kindness in her eyes made Asami feel as though she could trust her life with this woman, but past experiences had taught her differently, she'd have to be extra vigilant with her. Just because she was probably the only one in her life to trigger emotions she had though in capable of feeling didn't mean that she could trust her.
Nodding finally making her decision Asami took her hand and stood up, seeing the triumphant beam on Korra's face made Asami laugh and shake her head, "Will you at least be telling me where we are going?"
Shrugging her shoulders as it wasn't anything to worry about "Well, we'd just have to wait and see, wouldn't we?" Starting to pull away and stepping back Asami started giving the other woman a guarded look noticing Korra quickly rephrased her meaning, losing her attempted mysterious persona, "I meant we are just going to go for a walk and follow the music, I mean it's something I sometimes do when the city has calmed down, you can hear distant music, or a singular instrument. It's usually a homeless person or lone musician who play this late at night. I mean I love discovering unconventional people who have a beautiful talent…"
Korra was cut off but Asami's joyful laugh, blushing and eyeing Asami still a bit concerned Korra let out a breath, "Sorry I didn't mean to laugh I just found it somewhat appeasing, and enticing." Asami purred moving closer to Korra once more, her worry now melted away by how concerned and nervous Korra was.
Letting out a relieved sigh Korra Scratched the back of her neck with a sheepish grin on her face, "I guess you don't like the whole mysterious, trust me and I'll show you the world act." Korra Chuckled and started leading Asami to the place she hung her belongings.
Smiling slightly sullenly Asami nodded, "Yes, about that," Korra suddenly turned around with a soft understanding smile, they were now in front of a hanger packed with coats and hats.
Lightly touching Asami's upper arm, silently promising to never let Asami feel frightened again, "You don't need to explain, I completely understand, well maybe not reason but the emotion." Unconsciously lifting her hand to touch Asami's cheek Korra quickly withdrew her hand surprised at how much she wanted to touch and be close to the woman who was supposed to be a stranger.
Asami felt her heart melt at the look Korra gave her, she noticed Korra's hand and was a little disappointed she didn't follow through with her intended action. Her earlier fears and doubts now gone. Who was this woman who gained her trust so quickly? Their interactions and Asami's earlier feeling about having these feelings towards this woman felt so natural, now that they were finally interacting.
Korra took Asami's coat off the hook and held it open for her with a grin, giving the blue-eyed woman a smile in return she turned around putting her arms through the sleeves. Asami took her hat as Korra put on her blue-white-striped beret that matched her suit vest.
Asami admired the other woman's fashion taste, dressed in a white button up shirt with three-quarter sleeves, a matching semi-formal trouser, suit vest and beret. She looked extremely alluring in her attire.
Korra noticed Asami looking at her and smiled even more holding out her left arm Korra gave her a dashing smile, "So miss Sato, shall we take an evening stroll, in search for hidden talent?"
Smiling back at Korra she nodded her head once, "We shall miss…" Asami trails off waiting for Korra to Finish her sentence.
Chuckling to herself Korra complied "Stoicheia" Asami, smiled at Korra with a raised brow and she elaborated "It means Elements, my Great grandfather originated in Greece, in my father's lineage." Korra smiled.
Asami hummed "My father is Japanese and my mother was American" Asami smiled sadly. Korra was curious about her sadness but decided not to pry. This was probably a topic that should be reserved for when they knew each other better.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence Korra realized that Asami had not let go of her hand but in fact pressed herself closer. When a melancholy melody of a saxophone drifted in the air. "Come on. Let's go find whose soliloquy that is." Asami looked up at Korra noticing the instrument being played for the first time. She smiled at Korra and nodded, grateful how she could read her, more than anyone could ever before.
Asami followed Korra as she followed the music, she delighted in the natural and calm atmosphere around them. Korra stopped and turned to Asami with a silent smile and the music was much more prominent. Korra pointed up and Asami follower the direction, she could see a figure on the highest balcony of a complex.
Asami looked around them. They were in a park across from the building where the dark figure was playing his instrument. Korra pulled her closer, putting her left hand on her waist taking her right hand in hers. Asami looked at their linked hands, heart beating loudly she could barely hear the song being played. She took in a shake breath trying to beat away the tingling that was currently making her stomach twist.
"Can you feel it?" Confused Asami looked at Korra expectantly choosing not to answer in case she embarrassed herself. Korra's breath misted in the cold moonlit air. Her eyes shining brighter than the stars as the moon reflected off them. She smiled a bit nervously. "The music. Can you feel it?"
Asami looked buck up at the balcony thinking about the tone and the passion being portrayed. She nodded "It's sad but… hopeful." Chuckling Korra shook her head.
Letting go of Asami's left hand briefly she tapped her finger on her temple. "Not with your head." Her hand moved down dragging her finger down her cheek and Asami responded, unintentionally leaning her head into the touch and slightly tilting her head to the right as if giving Korra more access to her neck. Smiling even more Korra leaned in and whispered softly in her ear. "Feel with your heart."
Asami could barely keep her moan in and closed her eyes, doing something she has not don't intentionally since her mother died. She opened her heart.
Korra gently slipped her hand back into her fox's hand, she moved a step back and Asami followed. Smiling happily Korra pulled them closer yet. Enjoying how Asami was absorbing in the music.
He raven-haired genius felt her eyes prickle with moister. Never had something like this happed to her. The song the silhouette was playing was about love. Not for a lover but for a lost loved one. I struck Asami so hard that let a tear out. A tear she had refused to shed after her mother's passing.
Not wanting Korra to see it she followed her movements and leaned her arm further around the shorter woman's shoulders and resting her face in her neck closing her eyes and letting it in. Letting everything around her in.
Korra could feel the sadness coming from her and it made her want to wrap her up even tighter in her arms. She was the most beautiful and complex person she had ever met. She couldn't stop herself from being drawn to her, like a darkness drawn to purity, such pure beauty had no need for someone like her.
It was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. She would never be able to stay away from her now. Korra softly kissed her cheek and whispered, "how will I be able to leave you alone now? You've captivated me from the moment you walked in through that door."
Smiling somewhat sadly at Korra's words. "Don't leave me. Too many people have already left. And I don't think I'd be able to repair myself if you leave while I've opened so much of myself to you."
Surprised at Asami's words she faltered in her footsteps, but quickly regained their rhythm. Pulling Asami even tighter as if to shield her from the cold and anything that could tarnish anything as beautiful as the woman in her arms.
The song ended, but they remained in each other's arms holding tightly neither having the courage to pull away and look each other in the eyes after such an unintentionally intimate moment. Finally, Korra let Asami's hand go but kept her arm around her waist in place.
Lifting her hand and pushing a bang of wavy, silk hair behind her ear, leaning in and pressing her lips just under her earlobe on her jaw. Asami sighed with delight and with a small smile, melted into Korra's strong arms and moved her head towards Korra's.
Korra met her gaze with her own and smiled, her eyes quickly flicked to Asami's lips but looked up again quickly. Asami had never felt the urge to kiss a stranger before but, after what just happened, would that still make them stingers? Strangers don't just, pure out their emotions out to one another.
Asami made her decision and leaned in to Korra kissing the side of her mouth, she pulled away slightly, just enough to whisper and Korra felt every caress of her fox's breath on her cheek. "Kiss me." Asami drew in a nervous shaky breath, "Please."
How could Korra refuse such an innocent and vulnerable request? It took courage for a person to admit and submit to the pain they were feeling in their heart. True warriors acknowledge their weaknesses and embraces them.
If Korra could do anything to make Asami's pain less and more bearable she'd move a mountain. So Korra complied, and regretfully not only for the sake of Asami, but for herself too. It was selfish and greedy but she couldn't fight the pull in her heart for the woman in her arms.
Softly Korra pressed her lips to Asami's soft and quivering ones. Closing her eyes as soon as they met she pressed a little harder not wanting to ever part. Her delight and mostly surprise Asami pressed back with the same want in her movements, feeling her heart burst open, she flooded all her sadness and pain into the kiss. When she no longer felt the sadness, her heart started fluttering and she smiled into the kiss. Now feeling like she could finally allow herself just a sliver of happiness.
Asami lightly swiped her tongue on Korra's bottom lip and almost immediately Korra answered her shy request and opened her mouth slightly. Almost meekly Asami pressed her tongue to Korra's and she let out a soft moan of pleasure.
Never in her life had Asami imagined that someone could open her heart and in one night this woman had stripped her of her defenses and called what she found beautiful.
When they reluctantly pulled apart Korra pressed her forehead to Asami's. Gently kissing the now open genius on the cheek she whispers as not to break the fragile blanket of contempt in the air. "I'll walk you to your car, it's getting late."
Nodding Asami smiled and pulled Korra's arm around her waist linking their fingers and snuggled into Korra's side. Korra smirked sheepishly at Asami. "So, will I be seeing you next Saturday?"
Smiling at Korra she nodded and returned Korra's smirk with her own cocky smile. "how's tomorrow night?"
Pleasantly surprised Korra smiled happily at Asami. "Just tell me the time and place."
YAAAAAY! Ok so this is the last instalment of this Fic but someone mentioned them doing the
(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) So might just do that!
Hope you guys appreciate the Aladdin reference! LOL I felt especially proud of that one xD
Hope you all enjoyed!
