I'm terrible, I know. Things got INSANE IRL. Sorry :/
Asami looked into the watery blue eyes of the one she loved, a small reflection showing in them of the fire that licked the sky, showing where Korra's focus was. The elder woman turned, looking back at the source of the flames. A sickly odor filled the air, the incense burning around them and the other attendants in a circle not quite enough to mask it, the fact that there was no wind in the air not helping the matter. The sun was setting, making the sky above an orange color, and it was unbearably hot.
Her ears perked at a stray sniffle from the other side of the circle that surrounded the flames. She was unable to make out who uttered the sound, but she felt the hand that she holding tense at the noise. Asami squeezed it reassuringly, unable to do more for her dark skinned woman at the moment. Korra didn't seem to notice the gesture, her eyes strained red and wide, trying to contain all the shame that Asami knew she felt.
Asami appeared to be a little dazed too, as she missed the fact that a little girl was walking around the inside of the circle until the girl was pulling at the animal hide that wrapped around the Avatar's hips.
"Miss Avatar?" the girl cooed quietly, looking down at her feet.
Asami gave a small, ginger smile to the little girl. She squeezed Korra's hand again, a little harder this time to pull her attention away for just a moment to look at the dark haired little girl.
Korra squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head slightly to bring herself back to the present. Her eyes appearing less glazed over, she let go of Asami's hand and squatted down, giving her attention to the fire nation child. She simply hummed in reply, unable to speak.
The girl shuffled in her red and black dress, then looked up into the eyes of the young adult. "Miss Avatar, why did you take my Uncle away? I didn't think he was a bad guy… I thought the Avatar only took away bad guys?"
Asami put her one hand to her chest and the other hand over her gasping mouth, listening as Korra's breath caught. The girl hung her head, tears quietly streaming down her face.
"Why did you take him away? Why Miss Avatar, why?" The girl fisted her hands, shaking as she began to sob loudly. She began to scream loudly, "WHY? WHY DID HE HAVE TO GO?!"
Asami watched as Korra hung her head low. The girl moved forward, hitting Korra's shoulders as hard as she could. Asami moved forward, but someone who appeared to be the girl's mother had moved to retrieve her daughter just as she had started to hit Korra, and she pulled her off, the girl kicking and screaming as she was lifted into the air.
Asami moved to wrap her arms around Korra's back, feeling it shutter as tears racked through Korra's body. She looked up at the woman carrying the child, who was sobbing into her shoulder, clutching tightly at her clothing.
"I am sorry for my daughter. She doesn't understand that my brother was using illegal means to provide for us… I still can't believe it."
Asami froze at this, and she felt Korra tense at this as well. She squeezed Korra's shoulders as she spoke. "Ma'am, I am so incredibly sorry for your loss, and Korra's involvement in it. Please, let myself and Future Industries help."
A look of disgust crossed the woman's face as she clutched her daughter closer to her. "Do you think you can just buy me off? Like this never happened? No amount of money will ever replace my brother. He may not have been the best or smartest man, but he cared for us, and did what he could to provide for us. Keep your damn blood money. We can look out for ourselves." She hissed, as she turned on her heal, a hand covering her mouth as a she choked out a sob.
Asami watched the woman walk away with her mouth hanging open, feeling the love of her life crumple below her.
Yeah, this one is really sad. Don't hate me.