Title: Be careful what you wish for

Fandom: Avatar: The Legend of Korra

Pairing: Korra / Kuvira

Rating: PG

Notes: Thanks a bunch for the feedback. Here you go. These chapters may be short for a while as my attention is focused on a few other stories right now. Also please note that this story will follow the cannon material including the 3 year time gap. The only NEW things will be Kovira...to the best of my ability anyway. And for those of you who haven't skimmed any of my other stories...this one is also rated M.

X

Korra averts her eyes taking a frustrated breath as Asami helps put her pants on. The raven haired woman looks up at Korra for a moment as she bends down to her knees next to the hospital bed. She takes in a deep breath through her nose as she puts moccasins on the avatar's feet. The young CEO's stomach is in knots as she gulps furrowing her brow. Was she really preparing Korra for a date…with some random woman she'd just met? Was this really happening? She thinks to herself focusing her gaze on Korra's shoes. "You know….I…I could…come with you, if you want. Maybe I could push your chair for you." Asami asks innocently.

Korra lowers her eyes turning her head away from the heiress. As much as she appreciated her best friend being there for her, she couldn't stand how the young woman dotted on her. "Why are you doing all this?"

Asami takes in a deep breath standing to her feet averting her gaze. She rubs the back of her arm nervously. "Korra I care about you. I mean…we're friends right?" She says looking up into Korra's azure orbs.

The avatar stares at her for a moment then lowers her eyes. "Of course we are, but you've been treating me like a sick kid ever since this happened, everyone has."

Asami takes a deep breath through her nose contemplating her friend's words. It was right at that moment that Asami realized that she had been acting differently toward Korra lately. All she wanted to do was take care of her….to be around her as much as she could. She'd never felt anything like this before. "I'm… sorry. I guess I haven't been handling things too well. I've just been worried about you that's all. I almost…I, I mean the world, everyone almost lost you and we couldn't do anything to stop it from happening. It was…scary. I don't want to see you hurt like that again." Asami says finally looking at her friend. She really wished she had the courage to tell the avatar how she was really feeling but how could she? The young CEO had no idea what it was she felt in the first place.

"Yeah well it was scary for me too. It still is." Korra says wearily. "But I know I'm not gonna get better like this. I can't sit arou…."

A rush of heat hits Asami's cheeks. "Is that why you're going out with Kuvira?" She says panting slightly from her nose. She had no idea why she'd even asked that question. It's not like it matters who Korra spends her time with or anything. She thinks to herself feeling the muscles in her stomach tightening.

"What does it matter to you who I go out with?" The avatar answers quickly as she averts her eyes feeling a burning sensation in her chest. Why'd she say that all of a sudden? Asami wouldn't care who she hung out with. Korra can't help the nervousness rising in her belly.

"It…it doesn't." Asami says lowering her eyes. What exactly was going on here? If she didn't know any better she'd think that Korra was…jealous. "I'm just concerned alright."

Korra takes a heavy breath as she maneuvers off the bed and into her wheel chair. "Well don't be. It's not like this is a date or anything." The water tribe woman says as she rolls quickly toward the door.

Asami furrows her brow as her friend rolls out of the room. The heiress swallows softly as she lowers her eyes feeling her stomach tightening even more. What was that just now? It was like she and Korra had just had a fight or something.

Korra takes the elevator to the lobby where she finds one of Kuvira's lieutenants waiting for her.

The man bows to her. "Avatar Korra, I'm here to drive you to your dinner engagement. Captain Kuvira apologizes for not being here to escort you herself. She requests that you meet her there."

"O…kay?" Korra says furrowing her brow.

Asami takes an anxious breath watching the car pull off from the window of the avatar's hospital room. The heiress hated the way she felt right at that moment. She was angry but had no idea why.

X

Kwong's Cuisine

Korra is admittedly nervous. She'd forgotten about this restaurant's strict dress code. Why the heck did Kuvira pick a place like this anyway? To the avatar's surprise the maitre de bows to her. "Ah…Avatar Korra, it's my honor to receive you this evening. Follow me please." He says as the lieutenant pushes her wheelchair.

The water tribe woman felt terribly uncomfortable. This place was way too formal for her. The main hall of the restaurant was flush with red rugs, antique tapestry and paintings, as well as thematic furniture. A stairway ramp leads to the dining area, which is dimly lit with yellow light to provide ambiance. There are fancy scrolls, curtains, and lanterns all over the walls. It gave Korra the creeps. "Hey, where is everybody?" She asks seeing that the place was virtually empty save for the waiters and hostess.

The man waits until they are near a very large table next to the kitchen to speak. "This entire establishment was reserved for the avatar this evening. Your guest should be here shortly." The maitre de says before bowing then leaving.

A smiling waiter appears with a bottle of champagne almost immediately. "May I offer you a glass madame?"

Before Korra can speak she hears a woman's voice call out from the kitchen. "You should try it. It's not really that bad."

The young avatar furrows her brow and takes a deep breath not seeing who just spoke to her. She nods apprehensively to the waiter who pours a glass. "Thanks."

Someone speaks up from the kitchen again as Korra takes a sip then puts the glass back down. "It doesn't beat water tribe ale does it?"

Korra rolls her eyes and takes an aggravated breath as she looks up at the clock on the wall. "It's fine." She answers back quickly.

"You know I've been to the southern water tribe many times. I have to say save for the ice it's really not a bad place to live. It's safe, very well guarded, and their leader Tonraq is as noble as they come. He takes very good care of his people."

Korra sighs heavily feeling obligated to answer the unknown woman. "Yeah it's great." She says dryly.

This back and forth conversation goes on for about half an hour and Korra is fed up with it.

"Of course I eat water tribe food, alright. Don't you have anything better to do? Who are you cooking for anyway? I'm the only one here." The irritated avatar says tired of the cook's endless questions.

The person in the kitchen laughs. "You sound agitated. What happened did someone stand you up or something?"

"This isn't a date." Korra says quickly. 'Why did Kuvira invite me here in the first place if she wasn't gonna show up? This is stupid. If she's not here in 5 minutes I'm out of here.' She thinks to herself crossing her arms as Kuvira walks out from the kitchen carrying two trays of food.

The captain of the guard wore a white button down shirt and black pants with a green apron around her neck and waist and a towel over her shoulder with her long braided pony tail over it. "That's too bad." She says blowing a strand of hair from her face then sitting the food down in front of Korra. "I was enjoying the conversation." She says as she heads back into the kitchen leaving the avatar with a prominent blush of shock and embarrassment on her face.

"W…w…why didn't you tell me you were back there?" Korra asks.

"Because I bend an element that is rarely used now a days." She says from the kitchen.

Korra furrows her brow. "And what might that be."

Kuvira comes back out with a bottle of cactus juice and a few more plates of food, and then she has a seat across from Korra at the table. "The element of surprise." She smirks seeing her guest's reaction. She laughs to herself. "I'm not really that fond of places like this either. Their menus are too limited and they never seem to get the orders right. I would have reserved that little restaurant in Little Water Tribe but this place has a better kitchen. And I don't like crowds." She says laying a napkin across her lap then picking up her utensils.

The captain cuts up some of her food then looks up at Korra. "The water tribe doesn't do blessings on their meals right. Eat up." She says putting a piece of seared arctic hen into her mouth.

Korra furrows her brow then slowly picks up a fork. She takes a few bites finding the food to be pretty good. This was truly an unexpected surprise. Kuvira had eased her apprehension and fear about the evening in one swoop. But the avatar was still confused. "Why'd you invite me here?"

Kuvira looks up from her plate. "I thought it would be prudent to get to know more of Suyin's associates personally. I'm sure she's planning to do something about the situation in Ba Sing Se. She'll be calling on you soon and before that happens I wanted to know more about who I'd be working with. And… I… find you to be…very….." The captain stops herself.

Korra lowers her eyes and takes a deep breath through her nose. She wants to cry but doesn't allow herself to. There was no way Suyin would want her help, not in the condition she was in.

Kuvira notices the avatar's shift in mood. "You think because you're in that chair that you don't still have a job to do." Green eyes meet blue as the avatar looks up at her. "Is that what you think?" Kuvira asks genuinely.

Korra shakes her head in annoyance averting her eyes. "I get it." She says with a dark chuckle. "What… did Su put you up to this or something? She wants me to hold on to some false hope that I can still be the avatar in the condition I'm in. Is that it? Poor Korra…right?"

Kuvira slowly finishes chewing her food then scoffs shaking her head taking a frustrated breath. She wipes her mouth with a napkin then stands up from the table and heads into the kitchen. She comes back out with to-go boxes and begins packing the food up.

"What are you doing?" Korra asks. Kuvira motions to the maitre de to have the drivers get prepared. "Hey, I asked you a question." The avatar says rolling over to the woman and grabbing her arm. Kuvira yanks it away as the drivers come upstairs and one of them gets behind Korra's chair.

Kuvira is silent until they get outside. She hands the food to Korra's driver then walks up to the avatar's wheelchair and places her hands on the armrests. The expression on the woman's face is one of complete unnerving resolve. She stares aggressively into the water tribe woman's eyes for a moment before speaking. "I apologize for this evening ending so abruptly avatar… but I make it a point not to waste my time on people who have no concept of their own self worth." She says pushing away from Korra's chair.

The avatar is angered watching Kuvira walk to one of the cars. "Who…who do you think you are? You don't even know me! You think just because you helped my dad and asked me some stupid questions at dinner that you know what I've been through. You don't know anything!"

The driver opens the captain's car door. Kuvira steps up to it then turns to look at Korra. "That's right I don't know anything about you and apparently neither do you. Call me when you're done with your pity party Avatar. I return to Zaofu in a week, I hope to hear from you before then." Kuvira says. Then she gets into the car and drives away leaving Korra fuming on the side walk.

Korra huffs fire from her nose as her eyes water; a single tear streaks down her cheek.

TBC…