Korra slides into her home with a heaving sigh, exhausted from her duties in her school clubs she supports thoroughly. But she soon frowns upon hearing laughter in her kitchen, and precedes to search the premises. She pops her head into the hollowed room and suddenly grins at the scene: Asami sits next to Korra's mother Senna at the kitchen table, looking over a heavy picture book while chuckling faintly. "Oh, look! This was Korra's eighth birthday. She loved Naga when we got her. Wouldn't let anyone else touch her." Korra hides behind the wall, honing into the conversation. Asami giggles,

"That's so cute!" Senna gives a chuckle, "Yes. But also sad. Naga was Korra's only friend in the South." Korra frowns at the memory, and hears Asami ask: "Why? Korra has a lot of friends here in Republic City." Senna sighs, "The South was different. Korra was…" Her mother pauses for a moment, as if choosing her words carefully, "Passionate. She had her opinions, and everyone else has theirs. Not everyone agreed with her, is what I mean." Asami nods, "I get it. So she didn't really fit in?" Senna nods, "Yes. She has a heavy past, and that's why we left and came here. She needed a fresh start, and so did we." The two are silent for a moment, before Senna pipes up again, "Where is she, by the way? She's usually home by now."
"Hey, my two favourite girls!" Korra suddenly appears from behind the wall, revealing herself fully. Instead of her usual get-up, she wears old torn jeans and a loose tee-shirt that's covered in paint. "Hey! What'd you do today?" Asami asks, propping her chin on the table and smiling lovingly. "We had to paint the stage today for the drama department. Wasn't as easy as you'd think it would be." Korra winks at her girlfriend before heading straight for the fridge, pulling out a pre-made sandwich she had skillfully made (Indeed, skill is needed for sandwich making to her).

Senna chuckles, "Sounds like a pretty busy day." Korra groans and sits at the table with a mouth full of her delicious food, "Tew me 'bout it. I caw't bewieve they awsk uz to help instewd of them." She says with mumbles and food-covered sighs. Asami and Senna glance at each other, before outright laughing. Poor Korra looks between the two woman with curiosity and confusion, "What?" "See?" Senna asks Asami, who nods vigorously, "I see it!" "See what?"

"Hey there." Asami chuckles when Korra pouts on the couch, curled in a blanket and a cup of tea. "Oh don't be such a pout, we were just talking about how passionate you are." Asami wraps Korra in her arms, and Korra lets a sigh of relief, "Oh good. I thought there was food all over my face." Asami laughs and Korra does along with her. "Hey, I have to tell you something." Asami changes the subject, and Korra raises a brow. "What is it?" The heiress looks away and breathes in heavily, "I talked with my father today."
Korra suddenly jumps, setting her cup down and rubbing Asami's back. "And?" She urges her girlfriend to continue, letting her know she's with her. Asami swallows, "He wants to meet you. This weekend. For dinner." Korra flinches, stopping her actions to sooth Asami.

"Y-You mean?-" Korra squeaks, her voice catching. Asami looks to her with tears in her eyes, "He's okay with it. With us." She states with a smile, and Korra jumps high and attacks Asami with a huge, warm hug. "Asami! God I was so scared he'd say no. I'm so glad!" The girl erupt into uncontrollable laughter of joy, hugging and crying together. After a long moment, Asami grabs Korra's face and pulls her into a longing kiss, both expressing the joy they feel. "I love you, Asami." Korra whispers in pure bliss, and Asami smiles big, "I love you too. So much." Korra instantly pulls Asami up and takes her by the wrist, taking her down the hall. "Korra? Where are we-?" "We're going to celebrate. In my room." Asami doesn't dare say another word.

"A snow trip?" The whole class erupts into excitement and Mr. Tenzin tries to shush them. "Quiet! I said quiet! Now, since this is history, we will be visiting some important landmarks in the South Pole, but with your parent's permission, you might be able to do some… recreational activities." Everyone then shouts in utter surprise, excitement fills the air. Asami laughs along with her classmates, turning to see an excited Korra with a big smile. But instead, Korra's face is twisted and confused, along with what Asami recognizes as utter fear. "Korra?" Asami whispers to herself, but lets it go until after class.
"Korra, why aren't you excited to go on this trip?" Asami asks while they walk down the halls of their school. "I dunno, it's just, you know." Asami tries to get her to talk. "Is it because you didn't fit in at your home?" Korra sighs and turns to her girlfriend, a reaction to which Asami wasn't expecting.

"Yes. I overheard you and my mom talking, don't worry." Asami pulls Korra into a tight hug, "Korra. It's been three years. Plus, you have your friends here. You don't need to worry. I'll be with you the whole way. I doubt anyone would recognize you anyway." Korra sighs into Asami's shoulder, but eventually hugs her back. "Okay. I believe you. Thanks 'Sami. You always know how to make me in a better mood." Asami pulls away to give a kiss. "You're welcome."

"Oh God Asami, what if he doesn't like me?"
"You'll be fine."
"But what if-?"
"Shh, Korra!"

Asami and Korra both walk in hand in hand into the Sato mansion from the door being opened from the butler. Korra shifts nervously beside Asami, but the heiress squeezes her hand to reassure her. "Ah, Asami." Hiroshi is spotted from on top the stairs, walking with elegance and confidence.

"Father! How's your day been?" Asami leaves Korra to embrace her father. "It's been well, but I've been looking forward to this evening. Korra!" Korra flinches, turning slightly but Hiroshi comes with an open hand. "It's finally nice to meet you. Asami speaks very highly of you." Korra can't help but blush in embarrassment as Asami giggles beside her father. "W-well, t-that's great!" Korra fumbles her words but Asami meets her gaze and smiles affectionately, and Korra's heart flutters into comfort. "Shall we head to dinner then?" Mr. Sato smiles and stretches his hand to the direction of the dining room.

"So Korra, where are you from?" Korra finishes the food in her mouth before answering, "I'm from the South Pole." Mr. Sato nods, "How interesting. Why'd you decide to come to Republic City?" Korra sighs and fiddles with her food. Asami puts a hand on her legs, gives her a smile, and Korra nods.

"My parents wanted to give me a real education, and this place was the best option." Hiroshi raises a brow, before he nods slowly. "I see. May I ask, do you know a man by the name Noatak?"

Suddenly, Korra flinches and drops her silverware from in her hand. "Korra?" Asami now gives a confused look, gripping her hand. Korra's eyes are wide, but breaths in. "I-I'm not sure." She answers anxiously, her breathing now staggered. Mr. Sato raises a brow, "Oh? I was sure you did. It's a small place, where you're from." Asami now looks to her father, "Dad." She states sternly, but Korra stands instantly. "I'm sorry; Thank you for the meal, Mr. Sato. I really enjoyed myself. But I must get going, I have some things I need to study for." Asami stands to stop her, but Korra has already slipped from the room.

Korra sits on the side of the Sato mansion, her head on her knees and running her hands through her hair. "Korra? What's wrong? I thought everything was going well?" Asami pops from behind the house and walks to her girlfriend.

"Asami, I-" Korra pauses and clenches her teeth, "I just needed to breath, that's all." Asami makes her way to Korra and slumps down next to her with a deep sigh. "I'm sorry about my dad. He can sometimes be too bombarding." She states, but Korra shakes her head. "It's not that." The heiress catches the tan girl's hand and grips it tight. "You can tell me, you know. You don't have to hide these things from me."

Sadly enough, Asami is used to this. Korra was always one to hide her feelings from every one. No one cared about them until Asami showed up. Blue eyes rise to meet emerald ones and Asami's hopes are on the rise, before Korra sighs and leans in Asami, sharing her warmth. She takes a heavy breath, before starting her explanation.
"Noatak was someone I had a clash with. We didn't really get along." Asami stays silent and waits patiently for her girlfriend to continue. "Days before we left the South, we kind of got in a fight. A bad one." Korra almost wants to flinch as the memories spill into her head, but then she remembers Asami is next to her, keeping her going.

Asami turns and pulls Korra into her arms, "Korra, I'm so sorry. Were you okay?" Korra manages a slight smile as Asami's concern. "Like I said, it was bad. I'm just afraid that I'll see him again when we go on this trip. And when I do, I'm afraid I'll be alone again."

Instantly Asami brings her eyes to Korra's and grips her hand firmly. "You aren't alone; you have me, and Bolin, and Mako. We'll keep you safe, Korra. I want you to know that." Korra can't help it; she lets the tears fall from her eyes and embraces Asami fully. "I love you so much. How did I last this long without you?" Asami smiles and accepts the embrace, "You're strong. But you don't have to be alone, you know. I don't know how I did without you either, but now we have each other. I love you too, Korra. Now let's go home; I'm exhausted."

"Mr. Sato?"
"Yes?"
"I've got some information you wanted. It seems we've got only records here, in Republic City. Not from the South."
"No records from the South at all? No arrest warrants?!"
"Um, no sir. None. If you don't mind me asking sir, why do you want to know about this girl before she came to Republic City?"
"That is for me to know. That will be all, detective."

Arrest Warrant? Hiroshi, what are you looking for? The next chapters should explain. :)

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