Chapter 4: 'Just the Two of Us'

Author Notes:

This is not the last chapter people. But my god it's the feeliest for me ahahah. Prepare yourself. And thanks for all the lovely reviews so far, keep them coming and never be afraid to ask questions and the like, I love hearing from you guys.


"Hey Asami, does this look good?"

Yes, of course it does. You look good all the time, whether you're spruced up for an official event or covered in grit and cuts whilst battling some street thugs. The engineer quickly reminded herself to keep those sort of thoughts filed away deep in the recesses of her mind as she fiddled with the bun in Korra's hair. There was an awful lot of things starting to pile up in that brain of hers, it was getting harder to organize it all in its respective departments. It was bound to overflow at some point.

The result? She would end up vocalizing something externally she have been resolving to store internally for the time being.

Future Industries inventory check-list, Korra, city planning with Raiko, wedding gift for Varrick and Zhu-li, Korra, possible shock-glove upgrades, rebuilding the Future Industries main warehouse, oh and Korra.

"Raava to Asami? Are you in there?" the Avatar waved frantically, jumping on the spot in frustration. The master of all four elements is a child.

The engineer studied her friends outfit carefully. The blue water-tribe dress looked great, perfect. Although she couldn't imagine Korra would be able to do much fighting in that, not that she would be tonight.

"You look..." How to phrase this without coming on too strongly? Perfect? No. That would be too much, oh the ego boost she would get from that. She'd never shut up. You look... "Snazzy."

Great. That was a good one. Crimson poured across the Avatar's face as she shifted awkwardly on her boots. Asami had managed to make her blush even more strongly than she had in the restaurant waiting room a few weeks ago.

"Snazzy...hah. This must look pretty great then. If the Fashion Queen of Republic City thinks my outfit looks 'snazzy'" Korra beamed as she stared at herself in the mirror, tugging at her fringe. It's not the outfit that looks great. It's you, dork.

Eventually the Avatar shifted over to her bedroom window, the sounds of the wedding ceremony being prepared echoing quietly in the breeze. The water-tribe girl became unusually quiet as she stared out at the spirit portal. The young engineer tried to engage with her using her 'famous' Sato wit.

"I'd rather not be the Fashion Queen of Republic City, thanks. I much prefer CEO of Future Industries. Besides, the city looks a little messy at the moment. It wouldn't reflect well on my pristine image" she mused, green eyes gazing towards the figure at the window. Korra didn't even appear to have heard her. I wonder what's wrong?

Asami shifted off the bed slowly. "Korra, is everything alright?"

The young Avatar turned quickly to face her, rubbing slightly moist eyes with her hands and grinning widely.

"I'm just so happy now. The view from here, it's so nice" she smiled, beckoning the engineer to join her at the window sill. The black-haired woman complied immediately, striding over in her flowing red dress.

The yellow light of the portal looked absolutely beautiful from here. Korra had converted death and destruction into new life and hope. The city had been changed forever.

The Avatar guided Asami's sight to the beam as she spoke. "Three years ago I had a very different view from here. All I saw was darkness, even on the brightest of days. I didn't know if I would ever be myself again. The lights from the city beamed every night, as though nothing had ever changed. People got on with their lives and I was stuck here. A half-baked Avatar who was doing nothing to help anybody."

"None of that was your fault" Asami assured, trying to read Korra's expression.

"I know that now. But back then I didn't, I thought I was done. In the Spirit World Iroh once told me that 'if you looked for the light you would often find it, but if you looked for the darkness that would be all you would ever see'. That's what I saw. What I was surrounded by whether I was awake or asleep." The terrible night terrors. I let her down, I should have done more to help.

"Now the city has that light, the light from the spirit portal. So that even when people there feel at their lowest point they will always have some hope. A reminder that things will get better."

Korra turned to face Asami, eyes heavy with emotion. "I know that you think you didn't help me back then because I was so unresponsive, so distant. That I never got any better in the time you were with me." The engineer nodded slowly, about to respond when she was sharply interrupted.

"But you couldn't be anymore wrong. You were my spirit portal, Asami. My light in the darkness."

The engineer struggled to hold back a stream of tears at that moment, she'd only just finished applying her makeup. The filing system of her mind was in complete disarray, practically having a meltdown as she searched for some words. Any words. Say anything! Anything will do!

Thankfully Korra broke the silence with her warm laughter. "You look like you've seen a ghost. That's it. I'm never going to try my hand at poetry ever again."

Asami shook herself, trying to get the cogs of her mind turning again. Say something witty now Sato. Unfortunately the wit folder had been completed overwhelmed by the intense feelings for Korra folder. In fact the whole area had been consumed by that particular section in the last few seconds. Nothing intelligible was coming to mind. What had she bought as a wedding gift for Varrick and Zhu-li again? She had no idea.

"Korra...I...eh-eh- I don't know what to say" she rambled. She really didn't. The engineer couldn't recall ever been so lost for words, her cheeks were burning. Her face must of been bright red, that would definitely not go unnoticed. The Avatar raised an eyebrow suspiciously, creasing her lips slightly.

She placed a strong hand on Asami's shoulder, guiding her slowly towards the door. "I think it's time we head to our seats anyway. This is a spectacle I don't want to miss. Bolin's suppose to be officiating it all. I can't wait!" Korra cheered, dragging her still somewhat stunned friend out into the hallway.

"That should certainly be interesting. I wonder if he will quote any of his mover lines" Asami laughed. At least she sounded slightly more human now.

"Your dress looks nice by the way" Korra called as she lightly jogged down the hallway, desperate to get outside and join the wedding crowd. Asami followed behind somewhat slower in fear of tripping on her long red gown.


Korra strode down the isle as she searched for her seat, looking up at the spirit portal glowing in the distant horizon. All of the chairs were carefully labelled, the names of Republic City's best and brightest had been invited to this ceremony. It was to be a celebration of their victory over Kuvira as well as the union between Varrick and Zhu-li, a welcome reprieve after weeks of chaos. Tonight was going to be perfect.

Mako walked towards them from the other end of the isle, his arm still bandaged up from the severe injury he had received in the battle. The sight of it made Korra feel instantly guilty. She couldn't believe he had done something so reckless on her behalf. He would have died if Bolin hadn't saved him.

"Hello ladies, your both looking lovely this evening" Mako greeted, in his usual, awkward, Mako way. He still seemed somewhat uncomfortable whenever she and the engineer were together.

"Please tell me you're not going to salute now?" Asami teased playfully.

"I'm afraid not, my saluting arm is not functioning as it should at the moment, Miss Sato" the young detective replied wittily, pointing to his injured arm. Asami's brows narrowed in embarrassment at that as the pair followed him down the isle.

As they walked, several of the guests bowed their heads at Korra respectively. She nodded back despite not having a clue who most of them were. Should she know them? Did that make her a bad Avatar?

Asami interrupted her thoughts. "See, I told you not everyone hates the spirit portal" she assured. Maybe not. But the fact it looks so pretty at night has probably swayed their views slightly. They still blamed her for the rest of the cities many problems. They had no one else to point the finger at. She was the perfect target.

"I suppose so" Korra replied meekly as they finally reached their row, close to the front of the ceremony. At least they would have a good view of proceedings. Mako moved ahead of them, touching something on the back of the chairs. The other two women followed quickly behind him. The young man placed a hand on Asami's shoulder as she tried to move past him.

"Your seat is beside Korra" he smiled, lowering himself gently down onto a hard-backed seat. The engineer eyed him suspiciously before sitting on the other chair. Korra watched her friends interaction amused and somewhat confused at whatever was going on between them as she moved towards her own seat. Briefly she looked towards Mako as he shoved something hastily beneath his chair then looked directly at the main staging area. ;;;;;

Bolin was stood on a podium, flicking through his speech notes anxiously. He looked so nervous. The Avatar reminded herself to congratulate him after the ceremony was over. Maybe they would even get a chance to dance. Korra wasn't actually sure if she knew how to dance. The last occasion she had attended where there had been any opportunity for such things was four years ago when Councilmen Tarrlok had held a gala in her honor. My honor? I'm starting to sound like Zuko...

She chuckled to herself as she remember the drama of that night. It was the first time the water-tribe girl had ever met Asami and it certainly had not been a good introduction as the elegant girl had strode towards her, arm looped firmly around Mako. The engineer had been nothing but polite and poised when she had spoke to her. It had put Korra in a foul mood for the rest of the night.

The Avatar felt a pang of jealous in her chest at the thought of Mako and Asami together, as a couple. The naive 17 year old she had been back then was so envious and bitter, infuriated that the engineer had stolen her crush. Now, when she replayed the evening in her mind it wasn't the black-haired woman that made her jealous, it was Mako.

Korra looked up warmly at Asami who was currently staring wistfully at the spirit portal in the distance. How things had changed since then. They had become best friends over the time they had known each other. Her feelings had went above friendship right now, well beyond it. She's so pretty. I should tell her that. I wonder what she would say?

The engineer turned to face her, her attention on the spirit portal completely vanishing as all of her focus targeted Korra. Her green eyed stare made the Avatar feel hot under the collar.

"Are you alright? You're awfully quiet" Asami inquired in concern.

"I'm fine. Great actually" Korra smiled, leaning back in her chair.


"Wanna sit with me for a minute? I'm not ready to get back to the party just yet" Korra kindly asked as she leaned casually against a wooden pillar, the spirit portal radiating in the distance. Asami smiled happily and strode forward, taking a seat beside her friend. Of course I want to sit with you.

The engineer still felt extremely guilty at having told such a whopping lie to Master Tenzin in order to get the Avatar alone to talk. She wondered if Korra had noticed it, if the Avatar had she certainly didn't seem to show it as she smiled warmly at her friend.

The two sat silently for a few seconds, taking in the majestic beauty of the view across the water and the sound of swing music off in the distance. Korra leaned forward slightly as she stared outwards. Her expression made the heiress slightly worried. What is she going to say?

"I don't think I ever really apologized" she began, staring directly into Asami's eyes. What has she got to be sorry for?

"For what?" she asked in confusion, racking her brains on what it could be.

"For being gone all that time. For not coming back sooner" Korra stated sincerely. That? That's what's she sorry about? A pang of guilt filled Asami's stomach. I should never have snapped at her back in the restaurant.

"You don't have to apologize for anything. I'm just so happy you're here now" Asami smiled, feeling her emotions beginning to build uncontrollably as she recalled her despair searching desperately for Korra in a haze of purple light, terrified that she had lost her forever to the spirit canon. Her father's loving gaze also came to mind, the way he had looked at her when she was toddler, the same way he gazed at her in the precious moments before they had climbed into the hummingbird suits.

Asami felt her eyes begin to well up. "I don't think I could have handled losing you and my father on the same day" she choked as a single tear fell down her face.

"I'm so sorry for what happened" Korra said profusely. It's not your fault. It was his choice. There was nothing you could have done, nothing any of us could have done.

Suddenly the Avatar's muscular arms were around her, gripping her tightly. It made her feel much better. Asami wanted to be able to hug Korra all the time. Just like this.

She lay her head on the younger girls shoulder for several seconds, enjoying the bliss. "Thank you. I'm just glad I was able to forgive him."

They both released their grip on each other at the same moment, staring into one another eyes intently.

"So, what now? Back to the dance floor?" Korra suggested. No. I want you all to myself for once. To talk, about anything. Could the Avatar even dance? She wasn't sure.

"I'm kind of all danced out. Honestly, after everything that has happened the past few months, I could use a vacation" Asami admitted, hoping, praying that Korra would catch the hidden meaning. It was right there in front of her, all she had to do was take it. Finally Asami would find out the truth, if this love was unrequited as she had believed for so long or whether the Avatar felt the same way. She held her breath.

Korra practically beamed at her, having taken very little time to make a decision. "Let's do it! Let's go on a vacation, just the two of us. Anywhere you want" she replied enthusiastically, nearly leaping off of the steps.

Asami couldn't quite process it, trying desperately to stop her jaw from dropping. "Really?"

Just the two of us? she thought excitedly. I can't believe it, all this time I thought...where should we go? The location was staring her in the face.

"Okay...I've always wanted to see the spirit world." she grinned, taking in Korra at this very moment, filing into her memory banks for eternity.

The moment everything was about to change, everything she had dreamed of about to come true despite all the obstacles and the heart-ache. They had finally gotten to this point. The Avatar was beautiful, more beautiful than she had ever seen her. Korra was sure of herself again. The confidence of the 17 year old water-tribe girl that she had met all those years ago had returned, it radiated from her, making her face glow in the moonlight. All of that was complimented now with a new found maturity gained through experience and hardship. She was balanced.

"Sounds perfect" Korra said as the two turned towards the spirit portal across the sea, to a new beginning.


End Notes:

Not gonna lie, that was painful to write. Doesn't help that it's 2am and I'm dead. God Korrasami just means so much to me, and that scene at the wedding. It just...I tried to put it into this fic. All of those damn feelings. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this. And there is more to come. Now I'm gonna go and cry because even I know that was feely as shit. You Gotta Deal With It Folks.

UPDATE: To the guest who said this, "final should have been makorrasami, much representation for different life styes instead of just one." I'm sorry you feel that way about the final, for me personally korrasami was incredibly important. It gave me validation, and the courage to finally come out as gay. I pretty much made my sister binge watch the entire show after the final aired, and then came out to her after finishing the final. I mean she enjoyed the whole thing anyway, it was hardly a chore.

I felt like her seeing Korra and Asami's relationship would make it easier for her to understand, to be honest she didn't really need that and would of been supportive anyway, but it certainly gave me the strength to do it. Now my whole family are aware and are totally cool with. I hope you get the representation you want in the future, because I know how important that is. Sadly for you LOK was not the show to do it, but has helped a lot of other people feel validated, that I can never apologize for.

And to the person who was asking about Korra's PTSD, I do intend to include that in future chapters. It's clear to me that she would not have fully recovered from her trauma's, and like you said probably never will. Asami will be vitally important in helping her to deal with it. Thank you for the review.