A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry for the MASSIVE LAG but BG and I both have school and well it ain't a walk in the park. So here's the latest chapter, please send her your thanks and drop us a review :)
Asami's POV
I chugged the rest of the bottle as I laid on the roof of the bar. I had nearly forgotten how amazing the view was up here. The night sky was clear and covered with millions of stars, a beautiful and rare sight. I heard footsteps approaching and I sighed. Of course I wouldn't be able to have five minutes to myself.
"I used to know every constellation," I commented after a moment, my finger tracing the dots in the sky. "How did I forget them all?"
The soldier let out a dramatic sigh. "You're drunk, princess. You need to go home."
I staggered as I stood, shaking my head, regretting it when I felt everything spin."I'm fine. I can ride alone."
"Though I'd love to see you fall flat on your pretty little face I don't think that's going to happen tonight."
I let out a humorless laugh. "Uh-oh. It's the fun police," I titled my head to the side. "I thought someone like you was supposed to be the life of the party."
A smirk slid onto her face as a hand rand through short brown locks. "Alright, you've had enough drinks for one night. Let's go."
She approached me but I shook my head as I climbed over balcony, hanging on to the railing. Korra stopped, but I could see her body tensed and ready for my next move. "What are you, five? Get down."
Despite her laugh I could see she was watching, waiting for me to fall. Good. "What? You're afraid I'm going to-" I felt myself slip but managed to catch myself and grip the rail. I watched Korra shift slightly, arms crossed. "That was close. Unalaq would not be happy with you." She scoffed. "Look, Captain, no hand-" I fell back, half expecting the impact but instead letting out an omph as I landed in the soldier's arms. I looked up at her, not missing the annoyance in her face before looking up higher to where I'd fallen from.
Interesting.
"I thought you were more gracious than this, Miss Sato."
I returned my attention to her. "I knew you'd catch me."
The soldier grinned crookedly before dropping me. I groaned as I sat up. Why that little- "Let's go. I have things to do tonight."
I sighed and stood, dusting myself off. So I'd had been right. There was more to this equation than I'd first assumed. And I was going to find out all of it. After all, I never backed down from a challenge.
Korra's POV
I felt myself smirk as I continued to go through the Sato woman's dresser drawers. It had been a couple of weeks since I'd returned from my little trip which had gone better than expected. However, my return hadn't exactly gone in my favor where the heiress was concerned, as she was still upset about our last meeting. Whatever. If she wouldn't satisfy my needs I could easily go somewhere else, which I had.
Closer than expected.
The place where the princess worked at had more than enough women to satisfy me. Of course soon after, I could see her annoyance at being around me and a couple of times I may of intentionally provoked her which highly amused me. I heard the door open just as I lifted up a pair of red expensive panties.
"Oh, put this in the 'yes' pile," I commented before I felt her yank the piece of clothing out of my hand. "What? Red makes that creamy skin of yours look so much more...bitable."
She huffed in response. "Who gave you permission to be in here?" She threw the underwear back into the drawer and slammed it shut, not looking at me as I moved back and out of her way.
Oh she was upset. I could fix that.
"Thought I'd drop by and see how you've been holding up during these past few cold nights," I answered, placing a hand on her hip, kissing her shoulder.
"I've been pretty warm," she replied, pulling away from me and walking toward the bed.
"Good. So have I. You know, your friends at the bar have been very warm too." The ravenette didn't answer as she started to make the bed, pulling up the covers. "Have had fun with a couple of them. That one girl - Lana, was it? - she was a lot of fun. She did this thing with her-"
"Why the hell are you sharing this with me?" the heiress finally snapped.
I crossed my arms over my chest, leaning against the wall. "You wanted me to talk."
"Not about that. I don't need to know, nor do I care, about who you're sleeping with."
Yet her tone said otherwise. Jealousy didn't suit her. I grinned. "If I didn't know any better, Miss Sato, I'd say you almost sound jealous," I answered smoothly.
She scoffed. "Don't flatter yourself. I've had better."
My eyes narrowed at the unofficial, unintentional challenge. In one flowing movement I had turned her to face me and crashed my lips against hers, biting at her lower lip. I could feel her hands pushing my off by my shoulders. I ignored. One of my own hands twisted into her thick raven locks as I left her lips to show attention to her neck, biting harshly. A gasp escaped her and I felt one of her own hands grab onto my shirt, one of her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer to her as she pulled my attention away from her collar and forcing her lips back on mine.
That's what I thought.
Mako's POV
I grunted as I dodged the heiress' kick. It had been a while since we had sparred but she always got better in between each time. I knew my brother took personal time out of his day to teach her a thing or two and I'm sure Kya or Katara did the same. Then there was her having the Captain as her personal guard which I'm sure had its benefits. I had never seen anyone fight like her, then again I couldn't quite see how she fought. She was inhumanely fast.
"You ever notice anything off about Korra?" the ravenette asked as she blocked one of my punches.
"Who?" I asked, stepping back.
"Our Captain," my brother answered. "You know, our boss."
"No one ever calls her that." I huffed when a kick landed against my side before I grabbed hold and made the Nonbender topple back. "Why do you ask?"
"Something seems off about her."
I hummed in response, trying to keep focused on the match. I'd be lying if I hadn't noticed. My mind suddenly flashed back to our first encounter, how'd she had taken out that man with ease, twisted his neck. How...
Before I knew it I was on the floor, rubbing my chin. Asami smirked in response and I smiled and shook my head. As if her ego needed to get any bigger. She was already the best mechanic in Republic City. Now I knew there would be no living with her. My brother threw me my towel and I chugged down a bottle of water, looking over to the heiress.
"Yeah, I know what you mean," I finally replied. "But I think it would be best to let it be."
A scoff. "What, are you afraid?"
"No but I do value my life. And everyone around these parts know what happens to anyone who crosses her." I looked over to her, practically seeing the gears turning. "I'm serious, Asami, just let it be."
"Whatever you say."
I sighed and shook my head. I knew Asami. She wasn't just going to drop this and that was going to get her in trouble.
Asami's POV
I sighed as I took off the black lace shirt I was trying on. My job wanted a wardrobe change but I was coming up blank with ideas. There was too much going on at the moment that I couldn't even concentrate, too many other more important things. The rebels would be making an exchange of information today during Unalaq's speech. They had gotten the whereabouts of the former mole in his forces. She had been presumed dead for years but apparently that wasn't the case as Mako had found out recently.
A boy would give the location to a new unknown rebel leader of one of the desert camps. He would sell him a drawing. It would be a simple, casual exchange.
"Will you grab that jacket for me?" I asked as I peeked through the curtain at my bodyguard. "The red one, please?"
She scoffed lightly before going back to her reading. "I'm here to keep you alive, not help you shop."
Charming, as usual
"Are you really this much of a jackass?" I asked, grabbing the piece of clothing. "Or are you making a special effort for me?"
She raised a brow but said nothing in response as I went back inside the dressing room. I decided what I was going to take and left the arrogant, annoying, infuriating woman behind. Spirits, she drove me insane. So when I felt her intense stare on me I turned around to ask what the hell she wanted.
"What?" I snapped. The soldier didn't respond, just continued to stare. "What the hell are you looking at?"
Her head tilted to the side curiously. "I'm trying to decide."
I sighed irritably. "Decide what?"
"Whether or not you're intentionally being a moron."
I raised a brow in response. "Me?"
A nod. "Yes."
"Why am I a moron?" I asked.
"No smart or sane person would talk to me the way you do." Her brow furrowed in thought. "Or maybe it's just a death wish.
"You..." I growled. "Insufferable bastard."
"See? There you go again." She smirked, a slight gleam in those eyes. "Idiot."
And despite myself, I felt a small smile tugging at my lips as I shook my head. Korra was not...normal by a long shot. Her demeanor, appearance, everything seemed like a wall or defense of sorts. I knew there was more to her. But I didn't know how to find out exactly what her deal was. She continued to walk passed me before stopping as she turned towards the Air Temple.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"Unalaq asked that I join him for his speech," she answered.
"I thought you were supposed to be watching me."
"I can do both," answered, turning back so I could see her grin.
I rolled my eyes before continuing to follow her. Just a simple exchange. That's all it was going to be.
Korra's POV
I scanned the crowd carefully as Unalaq dragged on with his speech. He had summoned me earlier, letting me know about a potential exchange of information regarding a certain prisoner that was to be made. The rebels would be banking on the crowd to hide any activity, given the sheer amount of people that had turned up. It would be inconspicuous, obviously. But I would spot them, and end them. The politician didn't really care how I went about it as long as his point was made. There would be no defying him.
At least while I waited for my chance to end him I got to have some fun.
I looked over to the heiress, my head tilting to one side. I could hear her anxious heartbeat, I could see her eyes flickering around the crowd. She had been fine earlier despite her hatred of having to attend this bore-fest. My eyes narrowed slightly. She knew something. I turned my attention to the crowd again, watching as a boy, no more than twelve years age, pushed his way through the crowd toward the back. He was a small little thing, but in his hands I could see the drawings.
My lips twitched. Bingo.
Any other guard would have easily dismissed him but I knew the little runt had what we were looking for just by how he acted. He was sweating despite the cold, his heart rate was fanatic, and then there was the fact he was obviously looking for someone.
I signaled the guard next to me that I would be moving, grabbed the rifle that sat next to me and jumped off the stage, fluently and silently making my way up one of the building fire escapes and climbing up onto the roof. I looked down to the crowd, noticing that no one had spotted me. Oh, but that would change soon.
The kid made his way toward a middle aged man just to the left of the crowd, halfway in an alley. I shook my head. Those poor fools. My finger hovered over the trigger as I took aim, watching as he stopped for a second, suddenly looking unsure. I watched with hawk-like eyes as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He knew he was being watched.
"Don't do it," I said to myself, but oh I wanted him to. But the warning was for the sake of fairness.
After a moment I saw him make eye contact with the other man and approach him. He was only a few steps away when I fired my shot, right between the eyes. The crowd immediately reacted with panic but I held my ground, following the man he was going to hand the information to with the scope on my gun. Another shot cracked through the air that hit him in the back, right through the heart. I stood as he fell to the ground, feeling my eyes turn red as I grinned. I could feel that delight coursing through my veins.
I looked down to where the heiress was still standing, seeing the shock and horror on her face as she took in the sight of the two corpses on the street. I shrugged and grabbed the rifle, hopping down from the roof and landing with ease before going over to the body of the boy. I nudged him with my booted foot, turning him over and watching as his eyes glazed. I shook my head with an amused grin.
"I told you not to do it."
