I originally planned this to be a one-shot, but so many people wanted another chapter, so I decided to write one at 2:00 a.m., but hey, that's the best time to write. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra
Dolled Up part 2
Korra stood in front of Asami's mirror for the second time that week, staring at her reflection. She sighed in agitation, adjusting her dress once more. She snatched up the list she'd made of what she wanted to do and stared down at it. The tickets she'd bought for the night were sitting on her bedside table.
"Sooooo," Asami said leisurely from Korra's bed, her own handheld mirror in front of her face. She kicked her legs back and forth, not looking over at her. "You're going out with that Tahno guy again?"
Korra sighed, and swung around to face Asami. "Yep," she said, a grin spreading across her face. It fell quickly into a frown as her problems came back. She sighed again and turned back to the mirror.
"Are you wondering about whether you look good or not again?" Asami asked, still keeping her eyes focused on what she was doing in the mirror, "Really Korra, I'm sure he doesn't care what you look like. I mean that as a compliment."
"Well, yes, that's part of the problem," she answered with a shrug, swinging back around, "Do I look alright?"
Asami gave a long-suffering sigh, looking up as she started to say, "Korra, you don't need to ask me every time. You look…" Her words suddenly dropped off with the dropping open of her mouth.
"What? Do I really look that terrible?" Korra asked nervously jerking on her dress again.
Asami took everything in about Korra. She stared at her up and down from her black flats to her loose black sun dress to her loosely curled hair. "N-no. You… you look amazing," she stuttered, grabbing her chin from the floor and making it work, "I should let you dress yourself more often." She grinned at Korra, pushing her mirror away. "So what are you doing tonight?"
"We're going to the carnival. I told him I'd plan our next date," she explained, grinning back at her, "And then I'm not quite sure."
Asami gave her sex eyes and a suggestive smile. "Maybe take a little detour to his house and yeah know?" She waggled her eyebrows at Korra, her smile growing.
Korra's eyebrows shot up into her hairline. She picked up a pillow and chucked it at her. "You're terrible!" she cried, bending over in laughter.
"Oh, come on! You know you want to!" Asami cried, throwing the pillow back at her and laughing.
Someone at her open door cleared their throat. Both girls jerked upright, their faces going red. Korra really needed to learn how to close her door. Asami's smile fell off of her face and she quickly turned away from door.
"Oh, hey Mako," Korra said self-consciously, rubbing her arm and turning to the side. She crossed her arms over her chest, grabbing her elbows, trying to cover the exposed skin of her chest.
"Care to explain why you two are giggling like stupid little schoolgirls again?" Mako asked, the sarcasm and jealousy obvious in his voice. He glared at both of the women openly, even his girlfriend.
"No," Asami growled, pushing herself off the bed. She stomped over to the door and grabbed its handle. She glared up at him. "Stay out of our business. You're not welcome in it," she spat angrily and slammed the door in his face.
Korra's eyes went wide. She stared at the seething Asami as she took a punch at her door before throwing herself back down on her bed. "Um, are you two fighting?" Korra asked cautiously, looking between the door and Asami. Outside the door, they heard Mako let out a growl of frustration and anger.
Asami growled into Korra's pillow. "Not really."
"Then is something wrong?"
"He's been P.M.S.-ing ever since you ran away from him that night, and well, honestly, he's kind of pissing me off."
Korra held back her laughter. "Why is he pissing you off?"
"He's a redundant bitch," Asami told her simply.
This time Korra did burst into laughter. "Oh, that makes perfect sense," she said with zero sarcasm.
"It does," Asami said, lifting her head from the pillow. She started laughing, rolling over on the bed to face the ceiling, "Why am I even dating him? We all know who he really has his eye set on." She laughed some more before sitting up. "Okay, you need to get going. You've got a hot date waiting for you."
"Trying to get rid of me?" Korra asked with a smirk, hand already on the door handle, "Geez, what kind of naughty plans do you have?"
"Yes, yes I am trying to get rid of you. I may be dating someone, but I can make plans too," she answered sneakily, shoving Korra through the door. "Don't tell anyone though," Asami whispered, placing a finger to her lips.
"Never," Korra whispered back, taking the tote that Asami held out to her and hurrying to the door, "I'll see you later tonight. Or maybe tomorrow if your unspeakable thoughts reach him. If they do, I'm blaming it all on you." She smiled teasingly before hurrying off.
Asami leaned against the door jam, watching and waiting. She knew what was coming next. Jealousy spiked through her even before she saw Mako walk casually out his room. He glanced at her. "I'm going for a walk," he said, turning his back on her and leaving. He hadn't even asked her to come.
She ground her teeth in annoyance. "Sure you are Mako. Sure you are," she muttered under her breath. She spun on her heel and knocked on Bolin's door. "Hey Bolin, want to go to the carnival?" she asked with a bright smile.
…..
Moka stood off to the sides in the shadows. He watched as Korra traipsed around with Tahno. Anger boiled up within him, warming him to his core. He'd love nothing more than to smash his fist through the guys face, but then again, that would probably piss off Korra and he had no intention of doing that. She was already angry with him as it was.
Korra pulled on Tahno's arm, dragging him towards another ride. She'd been on and off rides the whole time they'd been there. It wasn't a wonder she hadn't gotten sick on any of them yet.
Mako sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He closed his eyes from the space of a heartbeat, and reopened them to find that Korra and Tahno had disappeared. Again. It was like Korra was a trying to play hide-and-seek with him. He'd already lost them six times over the course of the couple hours he'd been following them.
"Shit," he muttered under his breathe, his eyes scanning the crowd quickly. He didn't find Korra and Tahno, but he did find something just as angering.
Over in the shadow of the Ferris wheel he could see Asami. She wasn't alone either. Oh no. She was with Bolin, and they were basically eating each other's faces. Mako narrowed his eyes on them, completely forgetting about the other pair he'd been so focused on the entire night. He stormed over to them. "So it's not alright for Korra to kiss me, but it's alright for you to make out with my girlfriend?" he growled, stopping in front of the pair.
Bolin's eyes shot open, going wide with shock. The pair broke apart. Asami's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes going wide. Bolin was speechless. "I-it was an accident!" he tried to defend.
"No. Falling off a bike is an accident. Sticking your tongue down someone's throat isn't," he snapped at Bolin and then turned on Asami, "And you! Why weren't you stopping him?"
Asami narrowed her at him in anger. "You know what Mako, don't even go there," she snarled, getting close to him.
"I have every right to go there!" Mako exclaimed in anger, glaring her down.
"No you don't! You're not exactly faithful yourself. You are such a hypocrite!" she yelled.
"How the hell did you come up with that?"
"You kissed Korra. How come it's alright for you to cheat on me with my best friend no less, but not for me to have an accidental kiss?" she asked, stepping so close to him that they were almost nose to nose.
Mako looked taken aback. He took a small step back, still glaring at her. "What are you talking about? Korra kissed me, and that was only one time."
"She may have kissed you the first time, but you kissed her the second," Asami accused.
"I haven't kissed Korra twice. It was only that one time outside the pro-bending arena," Mako tried to lie.
"You are such a liar!" Asami spat back. Bolin stood back from the couple watching as the word battle turned into an all-out war.
…..
"So what do you have planned for us now, Uh-vatar?" Tahno asked, leaning against the railing for a line. He watched Korra with a seductive, but not creepy smile. He raised a thin eyebrow at her, waiting for her answer.
Korra stood swaying her hips back and forth with her feet spread apart. The night was hot and sticky, no breeze blowing through the whirring contraption, and yet she was still trying to catch a breeze. Hey, you couldn't blame a girl for trying to cool down a little.
"Well, I don't know. I didn't get past this part. I'm not all that great at planning these kinds of things. If we were in the South Pole I would have taken you penguin sledding," she told him rolling her eyes up at the sky and staring at the crescent moon and grinning, "Do you have any good ideas?"
"I have many good ideas, most of which include you and me and secluded places, but I won't go into that. How 'bout we get a drink?" he suggested, jerking his chin towards a bar with an open front across the way, "Play a few games of card. Maybe play a few drinking games as well."
Korra pursed her lips to the side. "You have terrible ideas."
"Why? Are you afraid I'm gonna beat you? Afraid you're going to lose to an ex-waterbender?" he asked, taunting her. He waggled her eyebrows at her.
"You know what? That's a fantastic idea. I'm going to drink you under the table!" Korra declared, grabbing Tahno's hand and pulled him to the bar.
…..
An hour after the fight, Mako was still stomping around like an elephant looking for Korra. His rage was boiling over the edge of his restraint just waiting for a reason to pop. He found his reason several minutes later when he stumbled upon a drunk-off-her-ass Korra and a similar Tahno.
They leaned heavily against each other, laughter spilling from their mouths. Korra slammed her drink down on the table, liquid spilling over the sides. Korra slammed her hand over her mouth trying not to laugh, but it slipped through none-the-less.
"Dang girl, you know how to drink," a man sitting next to her commented, taking a swing from his own glass and slamming a hand full of cards down in front of him.
"Only in competitions," Korra slurred in a singsong voice that made the men around the table laugh, "Who wants to go again?"
"This time we play for drinks and kisses," Tahno announced, hugging Korra closer to him.
"Why play for them when I can just give them?" Korra asked, grabbing Tahno's face and pressing her lips to his. This kiss lasted much longer than necessary, and got deeper than Mako's already cracked self-control could handle.
He marched over to them and yanked them apart. He picked Korra up, setting her on her feet beside him. "I'm taking Korra home. You should go too," he told Tahno, narrowing his eyes at him in a glare.
"What the hell?" Korra and Tahno cried at the same time, "Things were just getting started!"
"Well, now they're ending," he growled, grabbing Korra's arm and dragging her from the bar. He jerked her down the street, not listening to her protests and ignoring her fighting.
Finally, as they reached the dock of the bay, Korra wrenched her arm free of Mako's grasp. "What the hell is wrong with you? I was having fun!" she shouted, glaring at him. She staggered back, but stayed on her feet.
Mako didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed her again and crushed his mouth to hers. She struggled against him, but then conceded to the kiss. She melted into him, allowing the kiss to go on. After a moment, she shoved him away. "What is your problem? Weren't you the one who told me we couldn't be together? You're with Asami!" she shouted, punching him in the chest. A little flame burned a hole through his shirt.
"Not anymore," he told her, refusing to look her in the eye.
"What?"
"We broke up."
Korra crossed her arms over her chest looking smug. "So she finally dumped your ass. Finally. Now she can actually be happy and have a relationship with Bolin," Korra said, leaning against the dock railing. She seemed more aware of what was going on around her. Maybe she hadn't been as drunk as he had thought. Maybe she'd actually truly been having fun.
"You knew?" Mako asked incredulously, narrowing his eyes at her.
"Of course I knew. We're the only two teenage girls on the island. We have to find someone to vent to and being good friends, that responsibility falls on our shoulders," she explained smugly, shrugging her shoulders.
Mako sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "It doesn't matter anymore because…"
"Because what?"
"Because I choose you. I want you. I can never stop thinking about you. Whenever I see you with any other guy I get… I get insanely jealous and angry. I didn't know why. Now I do," he said, looking her in the eye, "It's always been you. I never stood a chance. I don't want to lose you to some other guy." He stepped up close to her, cupping her cheek in his hand.
Korra didn't know what to say. She looked up at him, looking for any sign of a lie. She didn't find any, but she couldn't, not after what she'd been through waiting for him. She shook her head sadly, "No. You lost me the moment you chose Asami. I can't forget that Mako, I'm sorry." She stopped out of his reach, to the edge of the dock, but not before he pressed another kiss to her lips. Again, she accepted the kiss, but was the first to break it.
"I'll always be here waiting for when you decide to change your mind," he told her, stepping back.
She looked back at him sadly. "You may be waiting a very long time," she said before diving into the cool water.
Mako sighed in defeat. "I know," he said more to himself than anything.
Well, there you go. That's it. No there will not be another part to this. Sorry everyone. It was only meant to be a one-shot. Sorry that it probably didn't end the way you wanted it. If so, mission accomplished. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it and the implied Tahnorra for those shippers (*whispers* I ship them too) and I hope you also enjoyed the Makorra (I ship them also). Review please!
