4:09 pm- The U.S citizenship and immigration service office

After they got what Asami deemed as 'enough work' done they headed straight for the nearest immigration office and just like every other place in Republic City, it was packed. Lines with at least 20 to 30 people from all over the world occupied each one. After waiting in line for, what must've been an excruciating 15 seconds, Asami was already power walking to the front of the line, cutting in front of some poor old Air Nomad women whom she had to apologize to repeatedly. It's a reflex anyone would've picked up on if they were forced to work for a woman as rude and self-entitled as Asami Sato.

"I need for you to file this fiancée visa for me, please." her boss throws in her signature hair flip and an award-winning smile that usually render people speechless.

I've personally never understood why, honestly.

"Miss Sato?" The man behind the desk who was completely unaffected by her charm says curiously before gesturing toward a corridor "Please, come with me."

They end up in a 'Mr. Aiwei's" office, waiting for about 7 minutes.

I'm not sure if he's genuinely busy or if he's making us sweat it out like in those old cop movies but I'm definitely getting more nervous by the second.

Asami, on the other hand, has been typing away on her phone since they'd gotten into the office. She didn't even sit down next to her, she's just standing by the door, probably so she can leave as soon as possible.

This isn't going to work, we don't even act like a convincing couple she doesn't even like making physical contact with me and only talks to me regarding work.

"I have a bad feeling about this" Her mild freak out was interrupted by a man in a cheap suit and retreating hairline knocking on the door, gesturing for Asami to move. She doesn't. She was too focused on her then proceeds to open said door bumping Asami in the process.

"Hello I'm Mr. Aiwei and you must be Korra, and you must be…"
"Asami."

"Asami, well… Sorry about the wait. It's a crazy day today, as you can see."

"Of course, of course. We understand. I can't tell you how much we appreciate you seeing us on such short notice." I'm guessing this is her nice side?

"Ok. So, I have one question for you... Are you both committing act of fraud to avoid her deportation so she can keep her position as President of Future Industries." OH Shit!

"That's ridiculous," She said much quieter than intended. No, it's not.

"Where did you hear that?" Asami says. Her voice is just as shaken as hers.

"We had a phone tip this afternoon from a man named."
"Would it be Tarrlock?"

"...Tarrlock" he says finishing his thought

"Tarrlock. Poor Tarrlock. I am so sorry. Tarrlock is nothing but a disgruntled former employee. And I apologize. But we know you're incredibly busy with a room full of gardeners and delivery boys to tend to. If you just give us our next step, we will be out of your hair and on our way."

Was that racist...?

"Miss Sato Please," Aiwei says while gesturing to the seat next to Korra. When she sits, Korra realizes that for the first time since their 'engagement?' they're within a few feet of each other.

"Let me explain to you the process that's about to unfold. Step one will be a scheduled interview. I'll put you each in a room, and I'll ask you every little question that a real couple would know about each other. Step two, I dig deeper. I look at your phone records, I talk to your neighbors, I interview your co-workers. If your answers don't match up at every point, you will be deported indefinitely. And you, young lady, will have committed a felony punishable by a fine of 250,000 yuans and a stay of five years in federal prison. So, Korra. Do you want to tell me something?" he says leaning in making her blood run cold. She looked through the window over to her left and she could see a lady being dragged out and handcuffs. I can't do this. I- I can't do this! She cleared her throat trying to rid of some of her nerves but her bouncing knee clearly gives her calm demeanor away.

She shakes my head no.

"No?" Aiwei asks. Fuck this. She began to nod her head "Yes?" he asks with a smirk. They say honesty is the best policy. Right? She swallowed a big gulp knowing whatever she said at this moment will probably change her life for the worse no matter what.

"Look. Mr. Aiwei, the truth is… Asami and I…" It's now or never. "are just two people who weren't supposed to fall in love. But did." She recycled Asami's words. "We couldn't tell anyone we work with because of the big promotion that I had coming up-"

"Promotion?" Asami interrupts. She just ignores her at this point and uses this opportunity to finally take advantage of this insane situation.

"We both felt that it would be deeply inappropriate if I were to be promoted to Vice president-"

"Vice President?"
"while we were so..." She didn't know where to touch her boss so she put my hand on the back of her chair and gestured between them with the other hand not really knowing how to finish that sentence.

"So... Have the two of you told your parents about your secret love?" Aiwei says not believing the story one bit.

"Oh uhm... Impossible. My parents are dead." Asami says with a tight smile "No brothers or sisters either." she says while pushing her hair behind her left ear.

"Are your parents dead too?" he says pointing at Korra but before she could answer-

"No, hers are very much alive… Very much. They're... Well, we were going to tell them this weekend. Gran Gran's 90th birthday and the whole family's coming together. We thought it'd be a nice surprise." Even though Korra mentioned her grandmother's birthday earlier today she was actually surprised Asami remembered.

"And where is this surprise going to take place?"
"At Korra's parents' house."
"Where is that located again?" At that moment she could literally feel Asami tense up next to her.
"Well um... Why am I doing all the talking? It's your parents' house. Why don't you tell him where it is. Jump in here at any time." If she wasn't facing losing her entire life and everything she'd ever worked for at this moment she would've laughed at the predicament Asami got herself into but instead, she answered.

"Sitka."
"Sitka," Asami repeats nodding her head in agreement

"The Southern Water Tribe"

"Southern Water Tribe?" She looks at me in bewilderment but changes in a split second and goes back to that 'award winning' smile.

"You're going to go to the Southern Water Tribe this weekend?" He inquired.
"Yeah."

"Yea, yes. We are going to the Southern Water Tribe. The Southern Water Tribe, that's where… That's where my little… that's where my little Korra-bear is from." Asami placed a hand on her shoulder but before she could set hers on top of her boss's, Asami slips it away leaving her awkwardly sitting with her hand on her own shoulder.

"Fine. I see how this is going to go. I will see you both at 11:00 Wednesday morning for your scheduled interview, and your answers better match up on every account. Otherwise its deportation and imprisonment." He gestures to each of them. The silence in the room is deafening and his stare is so stern that she was honestly about to crack until-

"Hello? Toph darling-" Asami gets up and leaves while on the phone without a single care of whatever Aiwei just said.

5:05 pm Outside The U.S citizenship and immigration service office

She walked out of the building like a zombie. She's completely drained. She didn't even hold the door for Asami who she definitely heard bump into it, probably head first since she's always looking down at her phone.

"OUCH! Okay Korra... so, what's going to happen is we will go up there. We'll pretend we're girlfriend and girlfriend, tell your parents were engaged. Use the miles for the tickets. I guess I will pop for you to fly first class. But make sure you use the miles. If we don't get the miles, we're not doing it. Please confirm the vegan meal. 'Cause last time they actually gave it to a vegan, and they forced me to eat this clammy, warm, creamy salad thing, which was… Hey. Why aren't you taking notes?" She stopped short on the sidewalk and actually stopping to look Satan's spawn in the eye before saying "I'm sorry, were you not in that room?"

"What...? What? Oh! the thing you said about being promoted? Genius! Genius. He completely fell for it."
"I was serious. I'm looking at a 250,000 yuan fine and five years in prison. That changes things."

"Promote you to VP? No, no way."
"Then I quit, and you're screwed. Bye-bye, Asami." She turned and started walking toward the direction of her apartment.

One.

Two.

Thr-

"Korra! Korra. Fine. Fine, I'll make you a VP. Fine. If you do the Alaska weekend and the immigration interview, I will make you a VP. Happy?"
"And not in two years. Right away."
"...Fine."

"And you'll finalize one of my ideas. Full advertisement like this was the new iPhone with a 20,000-yuan bonus for pain and suffering. Also, we'll tell my family about our engagement when I want and how I want. Now, ask me nicely." She finally put her foot down.

"Ask you nicely what?"

"Ask me nicely to marry you, Asami."
"What does that mean?"

"You heard me. On your knee."
"...Fine" she says after groaning and rolling her eyes. She held her hand out which she took only because Asami's wearing a knee length pencil skirt and high heels. Once she's down on both knees (not one because you can't get on one knee in a tight ass pencil skirt) she asks.

"Will you marry me?" with such disinterest Korra nearly walked away again but she decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. "Nope. Say it like you mean it." She takes a moment to collect herself and for the first time, she really looks Korra in the eyes.
"Korra?"

"Yes, Asami?"

"Sweet Korra."
"I'm listening."
"Would you pretty please, with cherries on top, marry me?"

Korra pretends to contemplate for a moment "...OK. I don't appreciate the sarcasm, but I'll do it. See you at the airport tomorrow." This whole ordeal took much longer than she would've liked. Korra checks her watch but apparently, Asami takes it as her graciously trying to help her up. Which I'm not. So when she reaches for her hand Korra makes sure to move her arm away and turn in the direction of her apartment. Asami though falls forward on her hands. Korra discreetly peers over her shoulder to watch her struggle to stand back up for a moment, relishing in her minor victory.

Note to self never kneel on a busy Republic City street in high heels and a pencil skirt while carrying a purse.

2:44 am on Thursday. In the sky.

She'd been reading through the INS (immigration and naturalization service) questions all night and she's still not book had hundreds of pages filled with questions.

The possible questions they can ask is endless. I mean they make it impossible to break the law here.

She let out a loud huff before slumping in her chair. She looks over to Asami who's just been signing shit since they got on the damn plane. She watched her for a moment and it's almost infuriating how calm she is. she'd barely slept last night. The entire night was spent reading through papers like she was cramming for the SAT's again. She arrived at the airport barely on time completely exhausted in some joggers, a white shirt with a warm flannel tied at my waist and some white high-top air forces. Asami, of course, arrived fashionably on time in a knitted long-sleeved tan colored dress with a cowl neckline, a Gucci shawl around her arms, Louboutin heels and dark Marc Jacobs sunglasses. How! How can she be so put together and so calm-? Before she could finish her train of thought she says "You can take a picture it'll last longer" Korra just clears her throat and changed the subject.

"So, these are the questions that INS are going to ask us. Now, the good news is, I know everything about you, but the bad news is that you have four days to learn all this about me. So, you should… probably get studying." She handed Asami the large book.
"You know all the answers to these questions about me?"
"Scary, isn't it?"
"A little bit." she mutters as she turns through the pages "What am I allergic to?"
"Bees. And the full spectrum of human emotion."

"Oh, that was funny." she said sarcastically. "Here's a good one. Do I have any scars?"
"I'm pretty sure that you have a tattoo."
"Oh, you're pretty sure?"

"I'm pretty sure. Two years ago, your dermatologist called and asked about a Q-switched laser. Naturally, I looked up what a Q-switched laser was and found that they, in fact, do remove tattoos. But you canceled your appointment. So what is it? Tribal ink? Japanese calligraphy? Barbed wire?"
"You know, it's exciting for me to experience you like this," she says trying to change the subject.
"Thank you. You're going to have to tell me where it is." at this point she genuinely curious as to what the scrooge would actually scar her 'perfect' self for.

"I'm not."
"They're going to ask."
"We're done with that question!" she said a little louder than normal. "On to another question. Let me see, let me see. Oh, here's one. Whose place do we stay at, yours or mine? That's easy. Mine."
"And why wouldn't we stay at mine?"
"Because I live at Avatar Park West. And you probably live at some squalid little studio apartment with stacks of yellowed DC Classics." Ok well, that stung a little.

Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts. We are beginning our descent into Juneau.

"Juneau? I thought we were going to Sitka."
"We are."

"Then how are we getting to Sitka?"

2:09 pm Sitka Skyways

They had to take a connecting flight to Sitka via Sitka Skyways which is one of the smallest airports in the world. She could tell Asami was very VERY upset and it brought her physical joy. Maybe it was because the plane was so small and completely over packed or maybe it was due to the fact that it was a bumpy flight and she was clutching onto her seat for dear life or possibly it was the baby scream crying behind them. The choices were endless and she thanked the spirits for each and every one of them.

3:12 pm Sitka Airport

They got out of the plane and headed to baggage claim. After waiting a significant amount of time for all of Asami's many bags, they headed straight for the main exit/entrance where they could see her mother and grandmother waiting with a cute little sign that read 'KoalaBear'. She let out a long, calming breath "All right. Here we go."

"Mom! Gran Gran! It's so good to see you" she wheezed out while getting a bone-crushing hug from her mom.

"You're crushing the poor girl Senna" Her grandmother scolded. "So, where's your girl?"

That's when Korra realized that she left Asami behind when rushing over to greet her family. Luckily, she didn't struggle to find Asami because she stood out like a sore thumb. In the midst of people in parkas and furs, there was Korra's lovely fiancée looking as if she was going to a business dinner and rolling two big ass suitcases. "Ah she's... right there" Korra pointed out. "Oh well, I guess the word girl is inappropriate." Gran Gran muttered.

When Asami did actually catch up, Korra introduced her. "Mom, Gran Gran, this is my girlfriend Asami."

"Nice to finally meet you Asami." Senna said while pulling Asami into a tight hug which judging by how tense her body was and her face that screamed 'What the Fuck' she was clearly not ok with.

"Hello dear," Gran Gran said but before Asami could be pulled into another hug she wedged her arm into the space between them giving Gran Gran a firm handshake.

"Now, do you prefer being called Asami or Satan's Mistress? We've heard it both ways. Actually, we've heard it lots of ways." Gran Gran said with a chuckle

"She's kidding" Senna chimed in but they all truly knew she wasn't kidding. After a few seconds of awkward silence Asami spoke.

"Oh, ok. Well, thank you so much for... allowing me to be a part of this weekend."

"Oh, you're welcome. We're thrilled to have you. Let's get you two back to the fort."

"Ok, great." Asami said with the fakest smile Korra has ever seen.

The car ride was quiet, except for the radio faintly playing in the background. Asami watched the beautiful scenery for a while the luscious trees, clear water, and the majestic wildlife was a stark contrast to the obnoxiously loud bustling that was Republic City. The scenery was surprisingly calming, nature had a way of relaxing her nerves which at this moment was at an all-time high. There was so much work to get done at the company yet here she was wasting her precious time for a 'family gathering'. She couldn't help but roll her eyes and continue watching the passing trees. As beautiful as the scenery was she quickly got bored when they drove through a town. After some time, she began to just read the street signs and the store names until she noticed a pattern. 'Aumakua Parcel and Post', 'Aumakua Auto's', 'Aumakua Photography', 'Aumakua General store' etc. etc.

"Aumakua?" She whispered to herself.

She knows she has heard that name before. Many times, actually. She lifted her sunglasses to get a good look at Korra's bag that was embroidered with the name 'K. Aumakua' on the tag. Asami whispered Korra name a few times trying to get her attention but when that failed she relented and punched her, a little too hard for Korra's liking, on the shoulder.

"OW! Please don't do that."

"You didn't tell me about all the family businesses, honey," Asami said sweetly with a slight undertone of what the fuck Korra? hidden in her voice.

"She was probably just being modest, dear," Gran Gran called from the front seat with a knowing smirk.

The car came rolling to a stop at a pier and everyone got out of the car and began unloading it.

"Um, Korra don't you think we should be heading to our hotel now."

"Oh, we canceled your reservation. Family doesn't stay at a hotel. You're going to stay in our home."

"Oh, great... Great." Asami said sweetly, turning to Korra and whispered yelled. "WHAT"

But Asami was only ignored as Korra lifted her heavy ass suitcase out of the dropped it on her foot. "Ouch!" she hissed.

"You're going to want to use your legs to lift that one," she said with a smirk before walking away making Asami want to push her off the pier.

"Korra help her with those!"

"I would mom but she won't let me. Something about being an independent woman or something." She lied as she watched Asami struggled to drag the heavy bag across the gavel in her very high heels. When she finally made it over Korra threw her bag toward the boat purposely missing and throwing it in the water. She could practically feel the steam emanating off of her boss when the Louboutin bag hit the water. "Got it," Senna said throwing it properly into the boat.

Asami tapped Korra on the shoulder telling her she wasn't getting on the boat eyeing it warily. "You don't have to. See you in a few days." Korra said sarcastically while descending the latter to the dock the small boat sat at. "Psst. You know I can't swim." Asami whispered looking genuinely afraid. "Hence the boat..." Korra replied

After a moment or two, Asami relented and climbed down the ladder, a semi-tight dress and a purse. Korra took that as an opportunity to do something she secretly always wanted to do but will deny when asked on every account. She raised her arm and put her hand square on Asami's butt to help her descend the ladder. "Handoff ass. Off ass!" Asami said forcing Korra to raise her hands in defeat.

The boat ride took about 6 or 7 minutes. When they docked Asami removed her life vest and was the last one off the boat because she was the only one with an actual life vest on.

Gran Gran didn't even have one on and she's literally almost 100.

Asami was clearly taken aback by the size of the home. For starters, it was on a secluded little island, big enough for a town if they removed the forest that was behind the house. Even though the home alone looked as though it could house a tiny town, it wasn't extravagant. The home looks like… well, a home just bigger than your average one with a few smaller expansions next to it. Asami rolled her bag with much difficulty while trying to catch up to her. "Why did you tell me you were poor?" Asami whispered in her general direction. "I never said I was poor."

"But you never told me you were rich."
"I'm not rich. My parents are rich."
"OK, you know what? That's something only rich people say."

"Oh, and so you're not overwhelmed you too we invited some people over for a small welcome home party." Senna turned around and said

"Yea just 50 of our closest neighbors and friends" Gran Gran added

"Oh great. Great. A party!" Asami whispered at Korra

"Yea apparently so," she said not at all pleased herself, especially after a 12-hour flight "Come on. Let's go. My grandma's moving faster than you." "Put your back into it," she muttered making Asami glare at her.