Set after Korra's 'pretty boy' comment against Tahno. Bolin shared the entire scene with Mako, whose now… well… freaking out :D I LOVE messing with Mako. ENJOY

He didn't know what to believe- he knew Tahno got girls- so many girls- but he never thought the day would come when the words 'pretty boy' would come out of Korra's mouth, and be directed at Tahno.

Korra had kissed him only nights ago, but when the restaurant scene was shared by Bolin, Mako seethed with anger. He didn't know why though.

I'm with Asami. She likes me and I like her. I shot Korra down. She can see anyone she wants to. He didn't believe his thoughts at all.

"Hey, Korra, wait up!" Mako put his gear away and walked to the tan Avatar.

They had decided to forget whatever had happened between the two of them, but that didn't mean she stopped liking him.

She stood, waiting for him, but put up a face of indifference. As he caught up, she sighed.

"Yeah, Mako?"

"So… Bolin told me what happened at the restaurant…" Korra froze. She didn't know what there was to discuss- she didn't hit Tahno or anything.

"You have nothing to worry about Mako. I didn't do anything." Mako meekly rubbed the back of his neck before responding.

"It's not what you did; it's what you said." Puzzled, she turned to him. The indifference was fading, an annoyed look creeping onto the Avatar's features.

"And what did I say, o team captain?" A pregnant pause was shared between the two. Korra rolled her eyes and started walking away.

"You called him pretty boy!" Again, the Avatar's facial expressions shifted. This time, a cocky grin was painted across her mouth. She turned back to the firebender.

"So?"

"So did you mean it?"

"Mean what, Mako."

"Do you really think he's pretty-or handsome-or whatever." Korra really wanted to say 'hell no he's ugly as Naga's shit. I think YOU'RE the pretty boy'but held her tongue.

Instead, she said "Yeah. I do. I think he's hot." Mako's muscles tensed; he balled his hands into fists, trying to maintain the rage.

Korra, wanting to see how far his anger would go, continued. "I mean, have you looked him in the eye? I mean, they're so… deep."

My eyes are deep.

Korra smirked, pulling her hand to her forehead, palm up. "And he's sooooo well built! I would LOVE to see him without a shirt. I think I may take him up on those private lessons."

I'm well built. And private lessons? What the fuck?

Mako's eyes were now fired up with rage; all he could think about was Tahno and Korra's 'private lessons'. Korra continued.

"And have you SEEN his hair? It's the sexiest thing since guyliner! Which, by the way, he wears also."

Mako's hands erupted into flames. Seeing a bucket of water a few feet away, Korra put out the fire. She started to laugh. Mako rubbed his hands together.

"What's so funny?"

"You."

"And why am I so funny, Avatar?"

"Because you're jealous of Tahno." Mako stopped rubbing his hands and looked up.

"I am NOT jealous of that freak. I just want you to be safe- Republic City needs an Avatar."

"… Your hands burst into flames Mako. Either you're drunk or you're jealous." Mako wanted to fight both those accusations, but it was true. He was jealous. He wanted to be the one Korra was talking about, the look of lust in her eyes.

Korra started to walk away. Mako grabbed her hand and turned her around.

"One final question."

Korra sighed, an evil look still in her eyes. "What?"

"What the HELL did he mean by 'private lesson'?" Korra wore a mischievous grin.

"Whatever you want it to mean, City Boy."

With that, she left. Mako stood, thinking about all possible ways that implied Tahno getting laid.

… THIRTY MIN LATER

"Bro, why's your hand all bloody?" Mako winced.

"I punched a wall, Bo." Bolin's eyes widened, thinking about what could set his brother off to do something so stupid. Then it hit him.

"What'd she say now." Mako turned to Bolin.

He sighed. "She said something about Tahno offering her 'private lessons'." Bolin grinned to himself. Why he's with Asami, I have no idea.

He helped Mako bandage his hand before going to bed.

As Mako drifted off to sleep, dirty images of Korra's 'private lessons' flashed through his mind.

He considered punching another wall.

I liked writing this; it was fun. I know Mako punching a wall is completely out of character but I thought it would be funny. Tell me what you think! Reviews make me a better author, and I would love to be a better author.

~Shelly