Prenuptial Disagreement

Summary: Modern/AU – No bending. Korra only has 90 days to find a job or marry a citizen of Republic City, otherwise she will be deported back to the Southern Water Tribe. Asami Sato is pressured to find a spouse when she takes the position of President of Republic City. While these seem to be the biggest obstacle of their lives, things take a turn or the worse when the two end up in a contract marriage for a year.

Pairings: Korrasami, Korvira, Baavira

Chapter 3: Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Korra stared at the envelope in her hands. She brushed her thumb over the Future Industries logo in the top left-hand corner. Sighing she dropped it onto the table in the living room before turning to face Kuvira, sitting opposite her on the couch. Kuvira looked at Korra, then the envelope, and back.

"You're not going to open it?" Kuvira asked. She leaned forward and picked up the envelope. Her eyes swept over the swirling text of letters, addressing the document to Korra.

"I just still can't believe she picked me," Korra groaned. She reached up and began to rub her temples.

"You don't know that," she pointed out. "It could be a rejection."

Korra scoffed before dropping her arms. She glared at Kuvira before sitting up taller in her seat. "If I don't hear anything back from the tons of jobs I applied to, even for a rejection, what makes you think this is one?" she demanded.

"Good point, but I don't see the problem," Kuvira admitted.

Naga's loud barking caught Korra's attention. She hopped off the couch and before striding over to the window. She peered out before opening it, sticking her head out into the open air. "Naga," she called out. Naga immediately stopped barking and turned to face her own. "You are the only polar bear dog I know of that is afraid of lampposts turning on. Calm down." Naga's ears folded down and she let out a whimper. "You're fine. They're not going to hurt you."

Korra leaned back into the apartment and picked up a stray chew toy from the floor. "Here you go, girl," she said before tossing the toy out the window. Naga barked happily and caught the toy in her mouth. She then lied down on the ground and began to play with the toy. Korra shook her head, laughing through her nose before leaning back into the apartment and shutting the window.

"My point," Korra said, plopping herself back onto the couch. She plucked the letter out of Kuvira's hands, ignoring her girlfriend's harsh glare, "is that I only applied as a joke. I wasn't really taking it seriously."

"You sure spent a lot of time on the application," Kuvira reminded her. "It is probably the longest I'd ever seen you take a test

"For part of it, we had to fill in bubble answers. I just wanted to make them as dark as possible. Besides, I went overboard on the short answer section. It had to sound so farfetched and unbelievable that she wouldn't go for it." Korra sighed hard. "Besides, once she finds out the truth…"

Kuvira frowned in confusion. "The truth about what?"

Korra rolled her eyes. "That I'm poor," she filled in.

"I don't follow."

"She's rich, Kuvira." Korra ran a hand through her hair before getting up once more. Placing the envelope back onto the table she began to walk around the couch. Kuvira moved her head in a circle, following her girlfriend's movements. "She comes from the most powerful industry in the world." After taking another trip behind the couch, Korra kicked at the corner of the carpet, overturning it.

Kuvira made a noise of agreement but otherwise remained quiet. After a few moments she tilted her head back to look at Korra, who was fingering the threading of the back of the couch, avoiding her gaze. "What's wrong?" Kuvira asked quietly.

"Why can't we get married?" Korra whispered. Kuvira shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She crossed her arms over her chest before sighing slowly. Korra quickly made her way back around the couch before sitting down next to Kuvira. She turned to face her girlfriend, sitting cross legged. "We've been together a little over two years, and we've talked about it before," she added.

Kuvira looked over at Korra, the corner of her lips slightly curled up. It was soon faded by a frown. Korra leaned forehead and placed her hand on Kuvira's knee, gently rubbing it. Kuvira sighed hard before reaching up and running a hand down her face, a pained expression slowly forming.

"It's…complicated," Kuvira said.

"You have health insurance," Korra pointed out.

"That is true." Kuvira nodded. "I do

"Then marrying you would be easier."

"No, it wouldn't," she snapped.

"Why not?" Korra asked. "I'm sorry, but I just don't see the problem."

Kuvira huffed before getting off the couch, harshly pushing Korra's hand off her knee. Korra crossed her arms over her chest, clenching her jaw as she watched Kuvira walk over to a large cabinet across the room. Kuvira tugged open the door and reached inside, pulling out a silver envelope. Kuvira crossed the room and reclaimed her seat. "I couldn't find the right time to tell you," Kuvira whispered holding out an envelope. It was crumbled and torn on the edges.

"Tell me what?" Korra asked, eyeing the envelope. Kuvira grabbed Korra by the wrist and placed the envelope into her hands. Korra flipped the envelope over and pulled the flap out of the pocket. She pulled the letter out, unfolded it, and quickly scanned its contents. Her frown turned into a bright smile.

"I was accepted as a member of Zaofu's security team," Kuvira announced. She leaned over and double checked the dates listed in the letter. "I leave at the end of the week to start training."

Kuvira let out cry of excitement before pulling Kuvira into a tight hug. It took her girlfriend a few moments before reaching up and returning the embrace. "You got it? I'm so happy for you!" Korra said.

Kuvira half-smiled in thanks. She accepted the letter and envelope back from Korra and carefully folded the document. "But, I still don't see how this is a problem." Korra admitted.

Kuvira reached up and rubbed the back of her neck. Korra quickly smacked her hand away and began to massage the stiff muscles for her. "President Sato can give you more than I can. She can support you." Korra's hands paused for a small moment, before resuming. "I won't be making that much money while I'm gone. Who's going to pay the bills and do the grocery shopping?"

"I can find a job," Korra answered.

"You haven't found one yet," Kuvira pointed out.

"But I will!" she insisted.

"You don't know that." Kuvira grabbed hold of Korra by the shoulders in a tight grip. Korra reached up and removed her girlfriend's hands from her shoulders. In return, Kuvira quickly took hold of her hands. "This way…I know you'll be taken care of," she said. "I'll know you'll be okay."

Korra instantly softened at Kuvira's quiet tone. For Kuvira, it is rare to openly show her emotions or share her thoughts and feelings. It was something that annoyed Korra and gained her attention and interest when they initially started seeing each other. Being able to see Kuvira when her strong, confident side breaks always melts Korra's heart because it shows that Kuvira views her as a safe person.

"You don't think I can do it by myself?" Korra asked.

"No, I think you're really stubborn," Kuvira chuckled. She ran her fingers through her hair before claiming Korra's hand once more. "Korra, do you love me?"

"Do you really have to ask that?"

"Then why can't you love yourself as much as you love me?" Kuvira questioned. Korra pulled her lips into a thin line, but didn't respond. She titled her head to the side in thought. "You will do anything for me and for your friends, but when it comes to yourself you have no energy left. Accepting help isn't a sign of weakness."

"What if something happens to us?" Korra pressed.

"It won't," Kuvira insisted. She leaned forward and rested her forehead against her girlfriend's. "I believe in us. We've been apart before, and we've been saying it…this won't be real."

Korra closed her eyes. The two sat in silence for several moments. The only sound interrupting was Naga's barking from outside. Korra chuckled to herself before opening her eyes. She placed a light kiss to Kuvira's nose and laughed loudly at the shocked look on Kuvira's face. "Okay, I'll do it."

Kuvira handed Korra the envelope. Korra ripped it down the side and pulled out the document. Her blue eyes rapidly moved back and forth as she absorbed the contents of the letter. "She's asking to have dinner at the end of the week, to start the process," Korra announced.

"Process?"

"Yeah, I mean you put an ad and then instantly get married to an applicant? What if their thoughts and ideas for the relationship doesn't work?" Korra asked. Kuvira chuckled a bit, before nodding in agreement.

Korra signed her name at the bottom of the document and stuffed it into the self-address envelope. Kuvira placed a light kiss on Korra's cheek before climbing off the couch and making her way to the kitchen. She clicked her tongue at the stack of dirty dishes in the sink. She poured a decent amount of dish soap on top of the dishes before turning on the water. Kuvira pulled her long hair back into a braided ponytail before cleaning.

Korra licked the seal of the envelope, frowning at the taste, before getting up and heading towards the door. She slipped on a pair of flip flops and grabbed a leash from the hook by the door. "I'm going to take this down and then take Naga for a walk."

"Okay, I'll try and have dinner started by the time you get back," Kuvira said.

"No, let's go somewhere. We need to celebrate your amazing news," Korra answered. Kuvira glanced over her shoulder, and smiled in response, a light flush staining her cheeks. "I won't be long," Korra called out as she slipped out of the door.

Korra held the letter tightly in her hand as she made her way down the stairs. Upon reaching the mail room, Korra stopped in front of the outgoing mailbox. She took a deep breath and let it out loudly, before stepping up and placing one end of the letter in the open slot. Korra squeezed her eyes shut before shoving the envelope into the small slit. She relaxed when she heard the envelope hit the bottom of the outgoing mailbox. A moment later, Korra dropped the leash she was holding, grabbed the side of the metal mailbox and began pulling as hard as she could to try and rip the box off the wall to receive the letter. Nothing was official until the ink dried.

AN: And in the next chapter, Asami and Korra will finally meet and the story will begin to pick up!

Next chapter title: Done Like Dinner

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