A/N: I know, I know I took forever to update and I am so so so sorry! I'm a full time student with a part time job who tutors on the side. I had this done last night, but due to the technical difficulties I couldn't get this posted until now.
IMPORTANT NOTE: Arena Combat is literally like mix martial arts accept they fight on a field of padded obstacles. It's usually played with two people, but I changed that for obvious reasons.
Without further ado, here is Chapter 2 of It Started With a Satocycle
"It's way too much, Opal."
"Then give it back."
"I can't just give it back!"
"Didn't she get you a new phone too?"
"Yeah...a Universe R6…"
"Ooo that's a really nice one too."
"I know. What do I do?"
The taller girl let out a sigh. She had just finished telling Opal about her most recent encounter with the raven haired beauty and didn't know what to do.
"You could always just, ya know, take it with grace?" Opal replied, tossing the medicine ball back to Korra.
Everyday after school the group would head their way over to the gym. Korra, Mako, and Bolin were on the city's Arena Combat team, the Fire Ferrets. The brothers were the original founders of the Fire Ferrets since both had been skilled in fighting, Mako with Northern Shaolin Kung Fu and Bolin with Hung Ga. The brothers could hold their own, but the league required a third member for their team. The day they saw Korra take out three different guys at school because they called her a neanderthal was they day they knew they had found their gal.
The fact that Korra also knew Tai Chi Chuan, Northern Shaolin Kung Fu, Hung Ga, and Ba Gua Zhang was completely coincidental…
So everyday the three would go to the gym to practice for the team. Opal had been tagging along, having just recently began to study Ba Gua Zhang, figuring the extra time working out would help her improve.
Unlike today
Because she had to work out with Korra
Because Korra still had stitches
Because of a Miss Asami Sato
Who was the cause of Korra's current...problem?
Korra was on her way home from the gym when a very expensive satomobile pulled up beside her. She would have described it as something straight out of a movie if you had asked her. The maroon stripe running across the side of the vehicle contrasted against the sleek, black shine of the body. Korra traced every edge of the car until the driver's side door opened and, one Asami Sato stepped out.
Her breath caught in her throat just like the first time she laid eyes on the taller woman (if you asked Korra it was due to blood loss). The heiress had on a long, light gray peacoat with a red beanie placed on top of her head and some simple, black ankle boots. It was simple, yet elegant and it made Korra feel a little embarrassed about her attire. Oversized, blue hoodie with white fur lining the inside of it, gray sweat pants, and her old tennis shoes.
Way to go gym wear.
"Korra! I'm so glad I ran into you. You aren't in a hurry, are you?" The taller woman flashed her a small smile. "How's your wrist doing?" Korra snapped out of her dazed and pulled up her sleeve.
"Doin' better, the guys are over protective of it and don't even get me started on Opal." She replied with a chuckle. It had been about four days since the incident and while Asami was getting use to hanging out with the group she hadn't had much time to talk with Korra.
"That's good. Look, I was actually just on my way back from the phone store and I figured you've gone long enough without a one sooo…" Asami reached back into car and pulled out a small box with a red ribbon tied to the top of it. Underneath the box was an envelope. After glancing down to make sure everything was intact, Asami, presented the items to Korra. She slowly reached out and took the items out of the older girl's hand. Their hands slid over each other and Korra swore she felt some kind of spark.
"You really didn't have to do this, ya know?" Korra by now was trying to desperately hide the blush rising to her cheeks. "I would have figured something out." Asami swatted the air in front of her.
"Nonsense, I hit you with my satocycle, injured you, and wrecked your stuff. It's the least I could do." Asami couldn't believe that Korra was still trying to deny any type of reimbursement. Usually, if someone found out just how much money she had they would try to "discreetly" hit her up for her money. Korra couldn't be anymore further than those people.
"Well, thanks Asami." Her usual lopsided grin plastered across her face. "I'll open these when I get home." She unzipped her bag and gently placed the gifts inside.
"I'd offer you a ride, but my father is expecting me for dinner. Sorry." Korra didn't mind she already felt a little frazzled from Asami's unexpected appearance.
"Don't worry about it. The walk home will do me good." Asami gave her one last smile before she retreated back to her car.
"Alright, I'll see you at school on Monday then. Bye Korra." With that Asami sped off, leaving a waving Korra with a goofy smile on her face behind her. After a couple moments, Korra set off to the outskirts of the city, through the woods, and into her home.
Naga, her pure white caucasian shepherd, greeted her at the beginning of the property, she couldn't help but jump on her master and attack her with kisses. After Korra's laughter subsided she pushed the beast off of her and the two headed into the main house. Tenzin and Pema had taken the kids to see some movie about some ice princess (Korra had politely declined the invitation claiming that her wrist would be bothering her too much after her workout) and wouldn't be back for another hour or so. She made her way to the very back of the house and entered her room. The room was spacious she had a king sized bed pressed against the left back wall of the room, with a desk to the right of it. On the right wall was a large, flat screen tv with a stereo system and her game systems. In the very right bottom corner of her room was a door that lead to her connecting bathroom which also double as her closet. The room was littered with all different types of fur pelts and along the walls were different types of tropical tribal symbols. She had asked Pema to paint them before she moved in completely.
Korra took the box and envelope out of her bag and plopped down onto her bed. She pulled the ribbon off of the top of the box and lifted the lid off of it. Inside was one of the newest models of mobile technology on the market, the Universe R6. She turned the device on and a picture of Asami Sato making a peace sign was set as the background picture. Korra chuckled to herself thinking of how many pictures Asami had taken before she was happy with herself...probably only one. Upon further inspection Korra realized that Asami had also put her number inside of the phone. It only made Korra smile even more.
After putting in the essential contacts into her phone. She placed it down and picked up the envelope. There was nothing written on the piece of paper and in a second it was ripped open. Korra pulled out a small note that undoubtedly Asami wrote and began to read it.
"I wasn't sure what your style is so I thought that maybe you'd want to shop around yourself. I hope you can find something nice for yourself.
-Asami Sato
The tan girl shook the envelope and out stumbled a universal gift card. Korra picked the plastic card and flipped it over.
It was for $1000.
Korra caught the ball against her chest and groaned, "How do you take that much money with grace?" She shoved it back towards Opal, with a little too much force. "I mean seriously, my entire outfit right now probably costs about $10." Opal threw the ball back at her.
"Yeah, but you shop at second hand shops and pick the biggest things you can find. Maybe a change in clothing isn't a horrible idea." The ball again was returned to her with the same amount of force as before.
"You are not helping at all. Do you think I should just return it to her?"
"Well...maybe you should just ask her. She just walked in."
"What?" Asami had just walked through the front entrance and was looking around with a confused look on her face. Korra was about to call her over when the 20lb (9kg) medicine ball slammed into her chest.
She fell to her hands and knees as one hand clutched her chest and the other supported her weight. She was trying to desperately catch her breath while waiting for the burning/stinging sensation to subside in the….sisters.
"Oh gosh! Korra, I'm so sorry!" Opal rushed over to the teenage girl and crouched down next to her. "Are you ok?" Korra took a deep breath and looked at Opal.
"Sweet baby Raava, Opal, I think...I think one of them popped." Korra replied while she moved her hands across her body to make sure that Lucy and Ethel were still intact. "1 aaannd 2, ok we're good."
"If it makes you feel any better, I don't think Asami saw." She held out her hand and Korra took it, pulling herself back to her feet.
"Why's that?" Korra replied, dusting off her pants. She looked up and saw the young Beifong pointing across the gym.
"Because Mako is chatting her up." The older girl looked across the way and saw Mako talking with Asami. He had one hand behind his head and a blush across his face. He seemed to have shed his over shirt, leaving him in just his wife beater.
Jealousy, rushed through Korra's veins. She knew damn well that Mako was trying to flirt with Asami, her Asami.
Wait, what?
She shook her head back and forth clearing those thoughts from her head. When she looked up again she saw Asami walking to the bathroom. Korra decided that now was the time for action.
"Hey Makooooo!" She saw him visibly recoil as she called out his name.
Perfect.
She wanted him flustered. It was easier to get information out of him when he was this way.
"Oh h-hey Korra. You done training with Opal?" Typical Mako, trying to change the topic. Mako never really liked talking about himself even at a younger age. Korra picked up on this soon after they met and had developed a strong plan on how to get around that.
"Never mind that what were you discussing with Asami just now?"
Which was go in for the kill.
Mako coughed into his hands and avoided eye contact with prying teenager.
"Nothing, we were just talking. Does it matter?" Korra was about to press on the matter when Bolin popped out from behind his brother.
"It wasn't nothing! This sly dog over here asked Asami out on a date and she said yes!" Bolin threw some air jabs at his brother. "Nice going too. I mean Asami is a catch!" He looked over towards Opal and began to sputter. "But no one is a match for my Opal heh heh." He walked over and kissed her on the cheek.
Korra felt a pang in her chest that she wasn't too sure was from the medicine ball. She knew she didn't have any feelings for Mako anymore, but she shouldn't feel this much for Asami. As far as she knew it the emerald eyed girl was just pretty and rich. They hadn't really had any sort of conversation beside hitting Korra with the satocycle.
That being said, Korra still decided to make an ass out of herself.
"Why'd you do that?" Mako looked at her and began to stutter again.
"Well, I think that Asami is really smart and pretty. We get along really well and I think that it's about time that I get a chance to date a nice girl for once." Mako's eyes widened at the realization at what he just said.
Korra began to feel the anger flare in her. She closed her fists to the point where we was sure there would be tiny bloody crescents on her had. She had been the last person to date Mako. Even though they ended up breaking up after six months they had kept their friendship together.
"And what's that supposed to mean?" If looks could kill, the entire gym would have been slaughtered.
"I didn't mean it like-"
Korra's body moved on auto-pilot as she felt herself shove Mako to the ground.
"What? You just meant that you deserve someone who wasn't raised by savages? Someone who doesn't play violent video games all the time, or someone who eats salads over steak, or someone who isn't a neanderthal?" Mako knew he shouldn't blow up at her, he really did, but shoving him to the ground embarrassed him and he wanted Korra to feel how he did.
"If you're going to shove me to the ground then yeah! I don't need a girl who solves things with her fists, or dresses like a guy, or who's stronger than the average male!" Korra's breath came out in ragged grunts, she couldn't see straight and all she wanted to do was beat Mako into a pulp. She might have too if she didn't feel the hand on her shoulder. Korra turned and locked eyes with Bolin. He didn't look mad, just worried. He knew how touchy she was on the subject of her upbringings. He shook his head back and forth and Korra pulled her shoulder out of his grip. Bolin could have sworn he saw tears in her eyes.
"Whatever, go have fun with your pretty, elegant, rich girl. I'm leaving." Quickly, Korra grabbed her gear and her oversized hoodie and made her way to the entrance to the gym. The last thing she heard before she left through the door was Asami asking if Korra was okay.
No, no she wasn't.
Monday came all too soon. Korra spent the entire weekend isolated in her room. Nobody could get her to come out no matter what. Pema had ended up just leaving trays of food by Korra's door so she would starve to death. She couldn't get over what Mako said to her. Ever since she came to Republic City Korra had issues with how people treated her. She was born of inuit and hawaiian descent and was raised on tradition of both cultures. The tribes were her pride. Her father and mother worked hard to raise to be well rounded. She could hunt, cook, swim, and camp in the harshest of climates. But Korra was also taught how important relationships between people are and tried her hardest when talking to people.
The city didn't know any better. To the city she was a cavewoman. They looked down upon her. She beat sticks for fun and only knew how to eat with her hands. That's how it was.
The students at the school could be so cruel. Not everyone treated her in such a way, but there were enough for it to be a real problem. People would make grunting noises as she walked by, or make fun of some of her southern clothes. She's had people try to "help" her read books from the library and even had some boy and his friends put a raw fish on her lunch tray because that's what neanderthals eat. Korra was suspended for a week after that incident.
She thought people would be proud of her for standing up for herself and taking out those guys for insulting her, but it only made things worse. People then started calling her a brute and would shrink away from her afraid that she might suddenly snap from their technology.
Mako and Bolin had helped her deal with these people, but hearing those same harsh words from Mako had cut her deep. She all but dragged her feet through the school hallways. She didn't want to deal with anyone's bullshit today.
Life, however, couldn't give her a break.
As she turned the corner to her locker she noticed a crowd of people gathered around it. Korra pushed her way to the thick of people and made it to her locker.
Her stomach churned.
Her locker was covered in profanities of all different kinds.
"Savage"
"Knuckle dragger"
"Foster trash"
"Brute"
"Go back to the South"
They all stared back at her, along with whoever decided to fill the gaps with cave paintings of her. Korra reached up and tried to wipe away the markings, but they wouldn't go away. Her hands were frantically moving across the metal, but no matter how hard she pressed it wouldn't erase.
She could hear the snickers and laughter all around her. It was almost as loud as the drumming in her ears. She wanted it to stop, to go away. She clamped her hands around her ears and squeezed her eyes shut. Her blood boiled, ears were ringing, her eyes stung with unshed tears, and her entire back felt like tiny embers were running dancing across it.
All at once she let out a yell and flung her fist into the tainted metal. Again and again until the dented material could no longer stay shut. She gripped the edges of it and tore the door off its hinges, throwing it to the ground.
Her fist throbbed and shook with adrenaline. Everything seemed quiet now. The only thing Korra was aware of was how loud her breathing was and that the embers on her back seemed to dissipate. She turned around and noticed that the crowd of people had only gotten bigger. They began to whisper among themselves and Korra began to panic again. Her eyes scanned across the ocean of bodies and her eyes locked with the sea of emerald she knew all too well.
Asami
She looked frightened and Korra feared the worst.
Why would she want to talk to a girl who shoves people to the ground and beats up lockers. Asam began to make her way towards Korra, but before she could reach her, Korra, took off down the hallways. Ignoring the pleading shouts for her to come back.
She made it halfway home before she couldn't ignore the burning in her lungs anymore. She couldn't take it anymore. It was ridiculous, Korra had to hide who she was most of the time. She hadn't participated in a normal gym class since she started high school because she was afraid of how people would handle how physical she got, she kept her extended knowledge of military history to herself because that would only lead people to believe she was extremely violent, and even avoided all after school activities so she wouldn't have to deal with the strange stares her "peers" gave her. Korra wasn't what everyone wanted to believe her to be. She was a cultured human being and she was going to damn well prove it.
Korra reached into her pocket, pulling out her wallet. The gift card Asami had given her was neatly tucked into one of the pockets. She pulled out the piece of plastic and flipped it over and over again.
She knew exactly what she was going to do with it.
"Sir, we just got a sensory reading." The fingers that were drumming across the wooden surface of the desk stopped abruptly.
"Where?"
"Uh Republic City sir. It was short, but definitely the frequency we've been looking for." The man let a small smile grace his face.
"Well then, I guess we'll have to let our associates know. Send word that we have found our precious little Avatar."
A/N: Haha! So there that was. I literally started typing with like 2 ideas in mind and this popped out. Also, I totally threw a BUTT TON of foreshadowing in there. Who has theories, who can list them all?!
I'm open to ideas with you guys want to see certain things in this story. Just PM me, also I'm going to start writing some Korrasami oneshots/drabbles. I'll take requests, but I've already got two in mind.
Please review and let me know what you're all thinking. I love you all! -DancerX
