Prompt: The 7 Deadly Sins
Pairing: Onesided Makorra, Borra, Masami, Tah(n)orra
Rating: M
Part 4: Wrath
Korra moved around the compound. Bolin was babysitting the cloud-babies, Mako had gone with Pema to the city in order to stock up on some groceries, and Tenzin was at a council meeting. That left the Air Acolytes- who always spent their time in some form of meditation-, the White Lotus Sentries, and Asami.
Korra's fingers drummed along the side of her arm. Mako and Asami were seemingly perfect together, so why did it make her so damn angry to see them together? She clenched her fists, briskly taking to the training pavilion where she set up some stone targets. There she began to unleash her firebending wrath on them, sending long bursts of fire at the stone, knowing they would with hold and avoid combustion.
Angry grunts omitted from her lips as she sent thrusts of fire through her punches. For a while she even practiced Mako's 'cool underfire' style in an effort to improve her modern style of fighting.
The sun had moved from directly above her to a different angle, and she pulled beads of sweat from her face, streaming them over the cliff into the ocean.
"Hey Korra!" She heard Asami's enthusiastic voice pipe from the sides, and she turned to face her. Asami's expression was excited and bright, but it faltered slightly as she laid eyes on Korra. From her hours of training, Korra had achieved a disgruntled, angry disposition. "Are you…okay?" Asami asked slowly.
"I'm fine." Korra answered bluntly. "Are you?" She asked, pumping fire at a target. The rock had began to erode away with the heat, the size lessening considerably.
"About my Dad? Yeah I'm just trying to get over the shock facto-"
"No, about Mako." Korra stopped, taking a lazy stance as one of her hips popped to the side. "I thought you'd be furious." Her mouth was moving, and words were coming out, but her heart was screaming at her to stop.
What was she doing.
Asami blinked and her nose wrinkled up a bit in confusion. "What are you talking about?" She asked in a confused, soft tone of voice. Korra could see conflicted emotions racing through the brunette's eyes. She should've stopped there, but she didn't.
"Mako and I kissed."
That was enough to send a flash through Asami's eyes. While she expected anger, or sadness, she received neither. Other than the undefinable flash, Asami's eyes were unreadable.
"I see." The girl's voice cracked a little, and she turned sharply, rushing away from Korra as fast as possible.
Korra felt a wrench of regret twist in her gut.