Title: Hip Hop 101

Pairing: Korra & Asami

Rated: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra and its characters. All rights belong to their respectable owners Bryan Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino.

Authors Note: Hey Guys. So just an FYI kind of thing. This fic was the least voted for. So I thought it was only right to write it at the same time as Special Delivery so you all could see the potential in it. The turn out for it so far is amazing. I'm really glad your enjoying it because this is something I wanted to write for a long time. I finally can and can't wait to write more.

Credit: I wanna thank PyroPhoenixSamurai for letting me use her name in this story. I know you've been waiting for a minute for me to put this story out and its finally here. Always appreciated the support (bat) fam. Hope I did your name justice. Salud.

Warning: Harsh language will be used. Misogynistic views will ensue. What is said and what is done in this story does not reflect my personal views what so ever. Again its just story I want to tell. That's it. There are people like this in the real world who say and do things that you will read in this story that is offensive. Again you have been warned.

PS: All lyrics, rhymes, lines are mine unless said otherwise. Hope you all enjoy this chapter. See you later, Gladiators.

Asami was in the studio recording one of her songs. She knew her father didn't approve of the pronouns she was using and didn't care. It was her music and she was going to record it her way. Putting it out was the problem.

Noatak came into the room and saw Asami in the booth. He walked up and stood beside the engineer listening.

When he caught her eye, Asami signaled for the engineer to stop the track. She walked out of the booth already annoyed by his presents. "What do you want?" she asked taking her phone out of her jacket pocket.

"Equality for all. Songs that can be sung without prejudgement based on ones sexuality," he said in a serious tone. Noatak covered his mouth before pointing at her, "wait that's just you," he said mocking what she said to her father years ago.

"I don't have time for your little games," she stated with aggravation brewing in her tone. Asami folded her arms and arched her perfectly shaped brow. "Why did you interrupt my session?"

Noatak shrugged his shoulders with a smile. "Wanted to know if you found an artist yet."

Asami shook her head looking off to the side. "No. I will soon," she said meeting his gaze again.

Noatak couldn't help but laugh. "You know my offer is still on the table right?" he said coming closer to her.

"No thanks... I'll find someone on my own," she said grabbing her jacket and bag. Asami headed for the door only for him to step in front of her.

"Come on don't be like that.." he said reaching up to brush her hair.

Asami turned her head to avoid him touching her. He was already invading her space but that was nothing new. "What? Not interested?" she asked with a puzzled look as if he really didn't know what she meant.

Noatak chuckled at her quickness. "You will eventually," he said thinking he was weighing her down.

A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. Noatak stepped away from her as Ginger walked into the room. She gave them both a suspicious look before speaking. "I need to speak with you about upcoming dates and venues," she said adjusting the clipboard she had in her hand.

Noatak gave her a nod before looking back at Asami. "Think about it," he said with a wink.

Ginger gave her another look before leaving the room herself.

Asami gave her a look back daring her to say something. When they left the room, she unlocked her phone and made a call. Through Noatak's constant yammering Asami gained an idea. "Hey its me. Wanna grab lunch?" she asked with a smile.

Korra woke up to the smell of pancakes and a loud honking horn outside. She knew she wasn't in the south anymore. It was something she had to get use too. Getting out of bed, Korra stretched a bit and grabbed her stuff from her bag. She left her new room and walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

Downstairs in the diner, Kya was already taking customers orders. She opened up the diner around seven in the morning. All her normal customers showed up like clock work.

It was eleven by the time Korra came down stairs. She wore a regular white t shirt, blue sweats and white sneakers. "Hey," she said spotting her Aunt.

Kya flashed a smile at her behind the counter. "Hey you. Just in time for the lunch rush," she said walking up to her niece.

"I can get started whenever you need me," Korra said ready to start now.

Kya chuckled at her enthusiasm. "I'd rather you eat first but before you do I want you to meet the staff," she said walking into the kitchen. "Korra you remember my brother Bumi. He's our cook slash dishwasher," she said to be cheeky.

Bumi gave his sister an annoyed look and turned his attention to Korra. "Its nice to see you again," he said giving her a nod. He wore a hair net over his head and an apron around his waist while he cooked.

"Nice to see you too," Korra said with a smile. She remembered seeing him a few times when he came to visit his mother. Their families were connected through Kya and her mother. When Senna was a child Kya would come over to babysit her. Since then Senna had become a little sister Kya had always wanted. Reason why Korra called her Auntie Kya.

Kya tapped Korra on her shoulder and pointed at the male waiter with glasses through the small cooks window. "That's Ryu. He's been working here for a bit to pay off student loans," she explained while turning Korra's attention to another member of staff. "That's Aiko. Again student loan debts but she's a good worker. Speaking of which. When do you start your classes?" she asked curiously.

Korra was a bit taken back by her question. "Uhh... soon," she said with a nod of her head. "The new semester doesn't start til next week."

"Good because I want to work a schedule around your schedule," Kya said standing in front of a white board. She had less people to work with than before since a lot of students were going back to school. "So let me know when you get it. For now you can work in the mornings. Afternoons are all yours," Kya said handing her an apron to put on.

Korra took it in hand and placed it on. "So what do you want me to do?" she asked not knowing what her position would be.

Kya wasn't sure how to break it to Korra so she came right out with it. "Clean up. I know its not the most glamorous job in the world but someone has to do it. Think you can handle it?" she asked unsure how she would take it.

"I cleaned up after Naga for years. This will be a piece of cake," Korra said ready to take on this challenge.

Kya was surprised by her reaction but was happy none the less. "That's a great way to look at it but before you do anything you need to eat something. Tell Bumi what you want and he'll make it for you on the house," she said before leaving the kitchen and back behind the register.

Korra looked over at Bumi with a small smile appearing on her face. "Blue berry pancakes."

Asami was sitting in a private booth at a local cafe she always went too. They were discreet and always kept her name out of things. The service was decent but the food could be better.

"Sitting alone?" a familiar voice asked.

Looking up from her phone, Asami saw her good friend Hotaru. "Not if you join me," she said standing up to give her a hug.

Hotaru gave Asami a quick hug before sitting down and joining her. "So what's new with you?" she asked grabbing a menu.

"Oh the usual bull with my dad. I have some tracks I wanna put out but he's being stubborn," she said taking a sip of her smoothie. Asami needed a plan B if she was ever going to put her music out the way she wanted it.

Hotaru raised her hand up to signal the waiter. "Reason why I left the label years ago," she said looking back at Asami. "You can too."

Asami shook her head no even though she consider it a million times before. "We made a deal," she said as the waiter came over to the table. She waited as he took her friends order and left to get her drink. "If I find a replacement for Dezmin I could put my music out like I want too," she said knowing it wasn't much of an offer.

"Isn't that A&R's job?" Hotaru asked raising a brow.

"That's what I said but he wants me to do this to prove how serious I am," Asami mention still feeling a bit annoyed by it.

Hotaru chuckled in disbelief, "maybe if you tattoo it on your forehead he'll know how serious you are..." she said shaking her head. She remembered the girl group they had during high school before Asami went solo. It was fun until her father got involved. He had to have things his way all the time. It was the main reason she left the label aside from their other group member.

Asami smiled at her friends statement slightly amused by it. "Maybe if I tattoo it on my ass and flash the world with it he'll take me serious," she said with a laugh. She missed hanging out with her friend like this. It had been a few years since they did. Both of them working for different labels made it difficult to do so. "I need help," she asked bluntly. "I can't find this replacement on my own since I know nothing about the rap game so I was wondering if you could talk to Pyro for me."

Hotaru was about to speak until the waiter came back with her order. She thanked him and turned her attention back to her friend. "I'll give her a call. We can all hang out later and discuss it. Sound good?" she asked while taking a bite of one of her fries.

"Sounds great," Asami said with a bright smile.

Korra was busy busing tables most of the day. It was a lot of work but she could handle it. Listening to her music helped. She brought a tub of dishes into the kitchen by the sink to wash them.

Kya came in a few minutes later and watched Korra placing a few dishes into the sink. "Hey," she said waving her hand up to get her attention. When Korra looked her way, Kya signaled for her to pull out an ear bud. "Why don't you take a break. Explore your surroundings," she suggested with a smile. "If you want I can take you later?"

Korra was surprised by her suggestion and knew if she didn't go by herself her Aunt would bring up school again. "I'll check it out before it gets too dark," she said with a small smile. "I'll call you if I need the company," she added to not completely shut down her offer.

Kya simply smiled with a nod. "Call me if you get lost," she said before leaving the kitchen.

"I will," Korra said with a smile of her own.

Korra left ten minutes later with her navy blue varsity jacket on. She walked around the neighborhood passing many shops and corner stores. It was way different than the country. Everything was close by instead of a mile away.

Spotting a music shop, Korra smiled to herself and walked inside. She looked around seeing different sections for CDs and stopped in the hip hop one. She briefly scanned through it before going into the composers section. "Oh shit..." she said seeing one of her favorite musicians. It was Chong's limited edition album with bonus tracks and features. Korra had been waiting for a good minute for this to come out.

"Now that's gonna be a classic," a man pointed out.

Korra turned around seeing a man with bright green eyes standing in front of her. "Yeah it is," she responded by holding up the album in her hand.

The guy gestured to it with the nod of his head. "You interested in buying it?"

Korra looked at the price and shook her head. It was more than what she had on her at the moment. "Maybe another time," she said knowing it would be gone by the time she came back for it.

"I could set it aside for you whenever you decide to come back and get it," the guy offered with a smile.

"Thank you but that's not necessary," Korra said putting the album back on the shelf.

The man waved it off and took it off the shelf. "It's no problem. I just need your name," he said ready to take it up to the front.

Korra took a deep breath and thought on whether or not she should give out her name. She glanced at the album and knew she wanted it. "It's Korra."

The guy pointed at his name tag and said, "I'm Bolin. Nice to meet you," he said with a smile. "So what other music are you into Korra?" he asked out of curiosity.

"Hip hop mostly," Korra answered with a nod of her head.

Bolin grinned from ear to ear at her response. "Really? Who's your favorite rapper of all time?"

Korra thought on his question and said, "Yeti," since he was from the Southern Tundra.

"Yo! Yeti is the punchline king! He seriously got bars for days its crazy," he said walking to the front of the store and behind the counter. Bolin placed the album down and grabbed a sticky note and attached it to the CD, writing her name down on it. He turned around and placed it into a reserved box. "You heard his new stuff?"

Korra watched as he wrote her name down and placed it into a reserve box. "Here and there but not recently no," she said thinking on it.

"I understand. Shit after that beef he had with Terra Era I thought his career was gonna nose dive," Bolin said ready to rant on the subject until Korra spoke up.

"Hey do you know about this battle that's happening tonight," Korra asked taking the flier out of her jacket pocket. She placed it down on the counter for him to see. It was at some place called the Underground. She wasn't sure if she would be able to find it in time. Asking her Aunt was out of the question so he was her best bet.

Bolin picked up the flier and laughed in response. "Yeah I do. I'm hosting it," he said with a huge smile. "If you want I can take you there tonight."

Korra didn't know this dude from a hole in the wall but was considering his offer. She would be able to see a side of the city her parents or aunt would never approve of. He was still a stranger that thought never left her mind but this opportunity was one of the main reasons she came here in the first place. She knew she would have to play this smart. "Sure sounds good," she said with a nod.

"Awesome. Meet me back here around 7 and I'll take you," Bolin said since he'd be closing the shop around that time.

"Alright I will," Korra said flashing a small smile before leaving the shop to head back to work.

"Are you sure she's okay with us stopping by like this?" Asami asked as they walked up to Pyro's apartment door.

Hotaru shrugged her shoulders and knocked on the door. "We'll find out soon," she said with a smile. "Relax. She said we can stop by whenever," Hotaru mention to ease Asami's panicked expression.

Pyro opened up the door a few minutes later with a confused expression before smiling. "Come in," she said stepping aside. Once they came inside, Pyro walked a head of them with a wave of her hand. "So I heard you were looking for some rap artists," she said walking into the living room.

Asami walked behind her passing countless Batman collectors items. "Yeah I don't really know where to start," she said taking a seat on the couch. Looking around the room, Asami saw a shelf full of swords representing each nation.

Pyro grabbed her laptop and sat next to Asami. "You could always start here," she said going on to Youtube and clicking on a video. It was rap battles across the four nations. Plenty of artists with skills to kill any emcee who would step to them.

Asami watched a few short clips since the main battles were at least 30 minutes long. Each person going three rounds before determining a winner by the crowd or judges. "Some don't even have a beat to it," Asami said a bit confused. She thought rappers usual went on the beat. It was a bit odd to see them flowing without it.

"Who raps on a beat anymore?" Pyro said with a chuckle. She pointed at the crowd in the video. "See how they're booing him. How could you hear his bars over the beat if people are being little shits?" she said knowing what it was like to be in that position. "Think of it this way. When you're trying to find a singer and hear the quality in their voice. You ask them to sing A Capella. Its the same without rapping on a beat. You wanna hear them flow," she said with a nod while clicking on another video to show her example.

"You got any guacamole!" Hotaru shouted from the kitchen.

Pyro shot a look over in that direction with a small frown. "Fuck outta the fridge!" she said knowing all her food would be gone again.

Hotaru came back into the living room with dip and chips. "Found it," she said with a smirk.

"You're a pain in the culo you know that right?" she said pointing at her friend. It was worse when they went on tour. Hotaru could eat up to ten plates or more at a buffet. It was impressive and a bit scary at the same time. Pyro had to lock her fridge any time she came over. Turning back to Asami, Pyro pointed at one of the emcees on the mic. "Its not always that simple though. See how he messed up. Its all about timing too. Like how you sing on key. You gotta flow when you rap specially on a beat."

Asami watched it and understood the gist of it. "Can you show me what you mean?"

Pyro thought on it and said, "alright," ready to give her an example. "Check it. They call me Pyro because of my technics. Don't question my ethics. Ever since I was an adolescent. Life is something I always questioned. Deadly batman obsession. Samurai profession with a sick sword collection. Aries essence is in your presence. That will keep you second guessing. Until the day that your forever resting. Stressing on your BSin' is out of the question. Pissing me off you'll need more than a prayer for your resurrection. My return; like a phoenix is a blessin'. Demolishing anybody in my wake so don't go testin'. What's left of my patience is a fair warning, so get the message and take this rhyme as a lesson. Any more questions?" she said with a laugh at the end.

Asami flashed a huge smile thoroughly impressed. "Wow that was amazing. Is there any local battles I can check out?" she asked wondering if she could see this up close.

Pyro pulled up one of her favorite battles and pointed at the title. "Yeah its called the Underground. There's actually a battle going down tonight if you wanna go?" she said reading between the lines. Hotaru spilled some guacamole in the carpet and scooted her seat up to cover it. "Cállate!" Pyro said putting her index finger to her lips over at Hotaru.

Asami thought on it and shook her head. "I'm not sure. I don't want to be noticed," she said wanting to keep her presents low key.

"You won't be noticed if you dress in disguise," Hotaru suggested sipping on a caprisun.

Pyro looked at her like she was crazy. "That's the last one. How'd you find it?" she asked knowing she hid it well. Hotaru shrugged and continued to drink it til it was all gone. Pyro's eye started to twitch. She took a deep breath in order not to committed murder. "I know the bouncer..." she said to Asami. "He'll let us in without a problem."

Asami felt comfortable with the thought of no one recognizing her. The only problem was to make sure these two didn't kill each other first. "Okay I'll go."

"Great! Now we just have to find something for you to wear!" Hotaru said pointing a chip Asami's way with the dip falling on to the carpet again.

"That's it!" Pyro said getting up and grabbing the container trying to resist the urge of strangling her neck.

Korra's shift was finally over. She had the perfect excuse to go out this time of night. Walking into the back, Korra knocked on the door to Kya's office.

"Come in!" Kya shouted in response.

Korra came in with a smile on her face. "Hey is it okay if I go and check out the bus scheduling? I forgot to pick it up earlier," she said pointing behind her.

Kya didn't think much of it and gave a nod of approval. "Sure," she said seeing Korra disappear after she answered. "Wait can't you find it online!" she asked not hearing a response. Sitting back in her chair, Kya shook her head, "kids... don't have any and already a head full of grays," she said with a groan.

Korra met up with Bolin ten minutes later. She stood outside the record store as he was closing up.

"You ready?" he asked coming out of the store.

Korra pulled out her phone and took his picture along with the name of the store. "Now I am," she said sending her aunt a text with his picture in it. She wrote how she met up with a friend who was also attending the same school next semester.

Bolin thought it was weird but shrugged it off. "Alright let's go," he said walking down the side walk. They walked a few blocks down a sketchy neighborhood until they reached a building with graffiti on the side of the wall that read: Underground.

There was a long line down the block to the entrance. Bolin walked toward the back of the building and knocked on the door to one of the exits. A guy opened up the door seconds later letting them in.

Korra came inside and looked around the area. It was a spot that looked remodeled a few times.

"It's a community center. They let us do this over the weekends in exchange for volunteering throughout the weekdays," Bolin mention looking back at her with a smile. He walked up to a group of guys giving them all dap. "Hey this is my new friend Korra," he said gesturing to her. "Korra this is my cousin Tu aka Dj Tu on the ones and twos," he said with his cousin giving her a nod. "This right here is my lil' bro Kai aka K. Breeze!" he said putting his little brother in a head lock messing up his hair. Bolin then pointed over at the last guy in the corner. "That punk over there is my older brother Mako aka Hot head aka Blaze," he said with the rest of them quoting the word 'up' to follow.

"Nice to meet you," Korra said with a nod to all of them.

Mako looked up from his phone and over at Korra with a scoff. "Whatever..." he said walking off.

Korra grilled him a bit before Bolin stepped into her view. "We're setting up now. Wanna see?"

"Sure," Korra agreed following Bolin and the guys to the front where the stage was. Coming inside of the huge room, Korra thought it was an auditorium until she noticed the gym floor and high ceiling. The guys were setting up on the stage with Bolin grabbing the mic.

"The fuck is going on tonight! Y'all alright?!" Bolin shouted with the packed crowd cheering loudly. Korra stood by the stage steps next to Kai. "Good now. Welcome to the Underground! My name is Rocky Bo and as you know its about to go down! Like we do every time we in the building!" he shouted getting the crowd hype. Tu finished setting up as Bolin continued. "Give it up for DJ Tu on the ones and twos," he said pointing at his cousin behind him. Tu raised his hand up with the crowd cheering.

Kai had a camera pointed toward the right side of the stage while his friend Skoochy was on the left side recording it for their website.

Bolin chuckled at the reaction and proceeded. "Now without further delay lets get this battle under way," he said as the two emcees came up on to the stage. "To my left is the man with plenty of rounds left in the chamber give it up for Ammo!"

A short guy about 5'5 walked up to the center of the stage pointing out into the crowd. He heard them imitating a round of gunshots, his signature phase.

"To my right is my bro, the big homie, the one and only give it up for Blaze!" Bolin shouted with Mako stepping near the front of the stage holding his hands up hearing a few in the crowd say 'Blaze up!' "Right right right," Bolin said to simmer the crowd down. "You dudes know the rules and for those of you who don't. Let me lay it out on the table," Bolin said mainly for Korra's benefit. "Each cat is gonna have 45 seconds to spit their bars in three rounds. The crowd will choose who moves to the next round. You like it? Cheer. You don't? Boo. Its pretty simple. Straight to the point and less time consuming. Right? Y'all dudes ready?" he asked with both men giving him a nod. Bolin tossed a coin up in the air and covered it on the back of his hand with them both calling heads or tails. Holding up the coin, Bolin showed them both heads. Mako pointed over at Ammo to go first. "Iight Ammo its on you!" he said with Tu putting on a beat.

Ammo held the mic in his hand and pointed directly at Mako. "I can see why they call you Blaze cause you lame as hell! The only way you'll ever have bars is in jail," he said putting emphasis on the last word. He pointed behind himself at his people. "See my dogs are straight monsters, they mongrels, they'll put the hurt on you," he said gesturing back to Mako. "You look like a college dude with a bag of roofies on you!" he said with the crowd saying 'ooo'. "Ladies be careful round this man, dude is real serious. He gets mad about everything like he's on his period!" he said getting in his face. He took a step back waving it off. "Never mind he'll fit right in on some gossip girl B.S. Fixing his hair and make up like he was Ryan Seacrest," he said adjusting the red cap on his head. "You use to be a triple threat. Now you just a one trick pony. You ain't a gangsta you a phony. Who only belongs in the dirt. Six feet deep with the rest of the worms. How you named Blaze but ain't lit like you claim. Ammo could blast you right here, leave you dead on the stage. Sweep up your ashes, roll it up, put a spark to that haze. Let the whole crowd watch as you fade away!" he exclaimed with Bolin calling the time. "Blaaat!"

Mako heard the crowd hollering and held his hands up for them to calm down. Tu started the beat up again with Mako raising the mic up to his lips. "You need to stand up when you speak to me. My bad. What are you like 5 foot 3? You short fuck!" he said invading Ammo's space. "You're like a toddler not a grown up. Even your mustache looks drawn on. Is that a sharpee or a crayon?" he asked raising his finger up to the guys face. "I'm not artistic so I wouldn't know. Are you 20 or a two year old? Are those mens or babies clothes? Thinking you fading me. You must be slow," he said getting hype now. "Cause this fire never dies down. I'm blazing up in this bitch. Every bodies higher now. Cause I'm on that level you could never reach. And no that wasn't a short joke but it worked so I'm keeping it," he said with the most serious expression he could muster. He raised his hand up over Ammo's cap. "This shit goes over your head like a breeze. That was a short joke this time, I do this with ease," he said hearing a few people laugh. "Having you begging please. For a mercy killin'. And I'm willin' to let that thing pop. Like an angel of death and I don't mean Overwatch. Get it? Mercy. You better shut up when I speak! Respect your elders before you get your ass beat!" he said bending down a bit to get in his face. Mako backed off and came closer to the front of the stage. "Its no debate. Ya'll know who brings the heat. Blaze up!" he said hearing his regular chants to 'Blaze up'.

Korra was in aw at the whole battle. The next two rounds got even crazier than the first. Bolin's brother had mad skills but the shorter dude had better punchlines and delivery. It was hard to tell who was going to win this one.

Bolin got the crowd to finally calm down and raised the mic up to his lips. "Alright. Alright. What y'all think about my man Ammo?" he said holding the mic over his head. Ammo received a lot of cheers specially from his section of people near the left side of the stage. "Cool Cool. What y'all think about my bro Blaze?" he asked hearing more people scream and cheer for Mako than Ammo. "Like the kid said its no debate. Blaze wins this one advancing to the next round," he announced calling a 5 minute intermission and waiting for the next MC to step up to the mic against his older brother.

Korra waited like everyone else as another man came up to the stage on the same side as Ammo did. As Bolin spoke, Korra felt her phone vibrating in her pocket. She took it out and saw it was her Aunt calling. She walked off into a more quieter area in the back and tried to call her. The call dropped. There wasn't any good reception. She opened up the exit door and put a stopper there so she could get back in.

Walking off to the side, Korra placed the phone back to her ear waiting for her Aunt to pick up. "Hey you called?"

"Yeah where are you?" Kya asked while placing a customers food in a container.

"I'm with my friend Bolin. You know the guy I sent you a text of earlier," Korra said hoping her cover wasn't blown.

Kya thought on it and smiled to herself. "Oh yeah. I remember now. I only called cause your parents called me," she said placing the container in a bag. Korra's heart almost dropped in her chest at the thought of her parents finding out until Kya continued. "They couldn't get through. I told them it was bad reception," Kya said seeing how she had her own trouble with long distance calls. "Anyway just call them tomorrow soon as you can."

Korra let out a sigh or relief. "I will."

"Alright. Don't come back to late," Kya said handing the bag of food over to the man. She then thought of something before Korra could hang up. "Oh and don't get pregnant!" she said with the man giving her a look before taking the bag and leaving.

"I won't trust me," Korra said finding that last part weird. After hanging up, Korra went back inside to see the rest of the battle.

Asami and Hotaru borrow some of Pyro's clothes to stay incognito. They had hoodies, shades, baseball caps and baggie sweats on. When they arrived at the Underground, Pyro walked pass a line of people with the girls. The bouncer let them in since he knew Pyro. They moved through a crowd of people and got a spot near the right side of the stage.

No one seemed to notice Asami or the girls which put her mind at ease. Asami heard that the next battle would start soon. A man with a red scarf around his neck was waiting on stage. Another man walked up the stairs and stood across from him. The host call the next battle with who was going to start.

Asami watched the whole battle play out. It was the same as the videos she seen but to witness it up close was way different. The crowds reactions was the same as hers. It made her feel like she was apart of it in a way. She was so use to people watching her perform that she wasn't sure what being a fan was like. It was all new to her but she enjoyed every bit of it despite the harsh language.

"So what do you think?" Pyro asked in her ear since it was pretty loud.

"Its great but I wouldn't know who to approach for this kind of thing," Asami responded in her ear the same way.

Pyro thought on it and shook her head. "Its not going to be that simple. See these are battle rappers. Its way different being an artist. Its a whole different world. Now some emcees can spit but can't make a song. Some industry artists can make a song but can't spit. If you're lucky enough you'll find one who can do both. You just have to wait and see who has what it is you're looking for," she explained the best way she could over the loud noise of the crowd and music.

Asami understood more now that she explained it. She wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for but would find out. "So which one are you?" she asked Pyro in her ear. "A battle rapper or an artist?"

Pyro flashed a cocky smirk and said 'both.'

Korra came back toward the stage and saw the battle was over. Mako walked off the stage and passed Korra with a pissed off expression. Bolin told the crowd they would take a ten minute break this time. Korra figured he lost but wasn't sure why he was so angry about it.

The last battle was just as good as the first one she seen. She picked up on a few things and admired the art form in which some of these rappers phrased their words. It was all about technique and executing it well.

Once it was all over, Korra went to the back where the lounge area was. She saw Mako with that same pissed off look stuck on his face. She walked up to him thinking it wouldn't hurt to ask. "What happened?" she said wondering if he was okay.

Mako gave her a look and rolled his eyes as if she did something to him.

Korra was immediately disgusted by that. "What's your problem?"

"I'm sick of you wannabe's hovering around like a fucking drone. You have no business being here," Mako said taking his frustration out on her.

"The fuck you say-" Korra said only to be cut off by Bolin.

He walked up stepping in between Korra and his brother before anything else could happen. "You need chill," Bolin informed his older brother. Korra didn't deserve that kind of treatment. It wasn't her fault he lost the battle. Mako just rolled his eyes again and walked off. Bolin turned to Korra seeing her pissed off as well. "I'm sorry about that. He's just a bit touchy cause he lost," he said giving a simple explanation. He knew it didn't excuse his brothers actions in the least but he still wanted to extend his apologizes. "There's a big battle coming up soon. Its gonna be hosted by a Legend around these parts. Rumor has it that who ever wins gets a record deal out of it," he said wanting to explain further so it could paint a bigger picture on the stress related to his brothers words.

Korra was caught off guard by the news she was hearing. "A record deal?" she questioned cutting him off.

"Yeah. We would be reppin' the RC-" Bolin said about to go into depth again until she spoke up.

"I'd love to be apart of that," Korra said with a small smile forming on her lips thinking about it.

Bolin wasn't sure what she meant by that and then asked. "Can you rap?" Thinking it was one of the reasons why she was even here.

Korra wasn't sure if he was going to poke fun at her or take her serious but decided to respond anyway. "Yeah."

"For real?" he said in disbelief. Bolin had met plenty of female rappers before but not like this. He was sure she was a singer or at least a dancer.

"Yeah for real," Korra said waiting for him to say something like his brother.

Bolin's face lit up with joy. "This is perfect!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Korra wasn't sure what she got herself into. "Why?"

"Because you can be apart of our crew!" Bolin said without a second thought. He knew he would have to talk it over with the guys but for now he couldn't help but think of the possibilities.

It was Korra's turn to question whether he was for real or not. "Are you serious?"

Bolin couldn't stop grinning like an idiot. "Hell yeah! Can we meet up tomorrow and talk about it?" he asked super excited about the idea.

Korra wasn't sure and the look on her face showed it. When Bolin started to plead, getting down on both knees causing a scene, Korra caved in. "Alright I will," she said trying to pull him off the ground.

Bolin stood up again brushing his kneecaps off. "Awesome. I'll swing by and pick you up tomorrow," he said about to ask for her address.

"I have to work tomorrow," Korra said unsure if this was going to work.

"Where?" Bolin asked curiously.

Korra shrugged her shoulders not sure about an address but said. "Kya's diner."

Bolin's mouth dropped at the thought of it. "The one with the amazing pies?" he asked with Korra agreeing with the nod of her head. "Nice. I'll see you then."

"Cool. I'll see you tomorrow," Korra said with a small smile.

Asami left with the girls once the battle was all over. She changed back into her normal clothes and drove home. Exiting the elevator, Asami saw Noatak standing by her front door. "What are you doing here?" she asked taking her keys out of her purse.

"Found the perfect place to hold the competition," He said leaning up against the wall.

"I don't know why you're making a big spectacle out of it," she said standing next to her door.

Noatak chuckled at her and shrugged his shoulders. "Its what your father would want specially after what happen to Dezmin."

Asami turned to face him with an arched brow. "Where is it?" she asked to get to the point.

Noatak took out a flier and handed it to her. "Its at the Roku Theater near Central Square," he said as she read the promotional flier. "If you invite me in I could tell you more about it," he said licking his lips.

"It'd be a cold day in hell before I do that," she said handing him back the flier.

"I think I felt a chill," he said as if he was shivering. Noatak laughed at her rolling her eyes. "I was thinking you could be a judge. Help me find the next addition to join our company," he said wondering if she would consider it.

Asami placed her key inside of the key hole and turned it to unlock her door. "Its a nice thought but I'll pass," she said opening it up. "I'll find an artist on my own," she said before going inside of her apartment, closing the door and locking it.

Noatak stood up straight when she opened up the front door. "Your loss..." he said as she closed the door in his face.