"Wait, what do you mean we hafta talk?" Asami took Mako to the pier and looked him dead in the eye.

"We're through." That was all she had to say. Memories of abandonment, sadness and pain flooded into Mako's mind. But, in the very back of his mind, a thought suddenly came up. By the name of Korra.

"Wait- why? Asami, I- I like you…? A lot?"

"MAKO! You're not even sure HOW you feel of me. And it's obvious how much you love her."

"… who are we talkin' about?"

"… Mako?"

"Yes?"

"How much cactus juice did you have last night?"

"None why?"

"Because you must be more hungover than the legends say Master Sokka was to not know I was talkin' about KORRA!"

"So you're saying we're done?" Mako's face was showing a mix of relief and sadness. He did really like Asami. But he knew he loved Korra. He also knew that he'll have to deal with the Airbenders or his friends finding four empty bottles of cactus juice under his bed…

Asami sighed. She grabbed Mako in a surprise hug. "I liked you, but my feeling weren't love. You'll always be a good friend."

Mako sighed in relief. "I feel the same way." He pulled himself off of his girl-wait- ex-girlfriend and smiled. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"By the way I know you like Bo. And I give you my blessings." A small bit of red found its way on the girls face.

"Yeah… about that… thanks. Now go find your girl." Mako threw on a goofy grin before shifting on his feet and making his way to the main temple, eyes sharp for Korra. Ten minutes went by; nothing. Twenty; Thirty; one hour; two; still no luck.

Where could she be? Mako thought to himself. I swear I saw her move over here. Wher- what's that? Is that Korra? Why is she going to the water? Mako didn't want to answer his own question.

"Korra? Korra what're you trying to do? Kill yourself?" Mako tried to keep his voice level as he reached Korra, who was looking down at Yue Bay. She figured Mako would find her eventually, but that didn't mean she would look at him.

"KORRA" Korra finally looked up at the angular face of the one person who could literally drive her insane. The brown-skinned waterbender stood, still in her bindings. She took the bunch of her clothes out of the brooding firebender's hands.

"Thanks for my clothes. I forgot about 'em." Korra tried to keep her eyes down, but she still felt Mako's eyes on her.

He looked at her tone, tan, muscular body. Her dark hair had interesting colors in the sun. He loved seeing her body (he was a teenage boy after all) but what he really needed to see were her eyes. Eyes that were so blue and beautiful, he felt as if he could do anything for them just to have that happy glint in them.

Mako put his hand gently on Korra's chin, tilting up her face. He looked the usually happy waterbender in the eyes, expecting to see the clear, electrifying irises he's come to love, but was surprised. Korra's eyes were cloudy, the happiness gone. Her eyes mirrored the sky during a cloudy day; dark, gloomy, and unsettled. The worse part for Mako came after he looked at her eyes. Tears. I was such a bastard I made her cry. How could I be such a jerk to the person I- I – I love?

"Mako, you're making my shoulder hurt." Korra bitterly stated in a monotone.

Finally out of his trance, Mako took his hand off of the girl's shoulder. She turned away and walked towards the cliffs and sat. He sat next to her.

Realizing she couldn't get rid of him, she sighed. She squeezed her eyes, trying to stop the tears but failed miserably.

Let your emotions flow freely- then only will you be a truly great avatar. She didn't know where this advice was coming from, but she took it. The tears rolled down her face in a stream, but she didn't sob. She didn't look down. She looked across the bay at the old home of the brothers. Feeling eyes on her again, she finally turned.

She sighed. "I know you came here to do more than give me my clothes. So let it out Tough Guy. Your girlfriend may be waiting."

Mako did something out of character; he chuckled. Korra was now pissed. He comes here, watches me cry and LAUGHS? I'm gonna whip his ass if he doesn't explain!

"So my pain makes you laugh? How am I not fucking surprised." She gave Mako a sneer. He still wore an obnoxious grin before he gently took her hand.

All past intentions of setting his ass on fire were gone. As were many other thoughts. And her name. All gone.

"…Wha?" Mako looked directly at her, the eyes he fell in love with finding their way back.

"Korra, Asami and I broke up." His look didn't waver like she thought it would.

"Why?" She was concerned, really, she was. But she couldn't help but silently think I knew it wouldn't work out.

Another goofy grin made its way to Mako's face. "She kinda fell for Bo. We all expected this sooner or later didn't we?" Korra laughed a real laugh in days. This made Mako smile. The pretty, happy and obnoxious face he grew to love was back.

Then he did it. He kissed her, feeling her soft lips on his. He didn't feel any push back and tried to pull away, but Korra, finally out of shock, started to kiss back.

Mako felt the push (finally) and placed his hands on Korra's hips and the small of her back as she lost her hands in his perfect hair.

What seemed like years passed before the need for oxygen caused the two teens to turn a slight shade of blue. Breathing deeply, Mako put his forehead against Korra's.

"So Avatar, how's dinner sound? Just me and you. Tonight?" Korra gave him one quick kiss before smirking.

"You got it City Boy." She took her bunch of clothes off the ground before making her way back to her room. Turned around, she smiled. "Meet you under the gazebo in two hours."

Mako smiled and walked to his room. I have two hours to woo the girl of EVERY GUYS dreams. I need help on this date. Time to go to the expert.

"Yo bro!" Bolin popped his head through an open window, staring down at his brother.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I need your knowledge, o romantic one." Mako said with a face full of shame. Bolin smirked.

"Meet me in our room."