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Chapter 10: Let's make music together
Asami was bouncing Chester on her hip as she watched Opal fixing dinner. The little boy had his father's curly back hair and both his parents green eyes, his nose was definitely Bolin's. And let's not ignore his bulky form. He was a big boy.
It's been a year since Korra's accident and still not one word came from her lips. Asami had gotten used to the silence. She knew her Korra was there. She just needed time.
Asami stood in front of her bathroom mirror. She looked to herself in the reflection. She took a deep breath and opened the cabinet and she took out a razor. She sat back down on her knees next to Korra in the tub.
Korra was robotically washing herself in the tub. Asami watched as soapsuds cover Korra's tanned body, her frim muscles wasn't so defined anymore. They were still there but just more relaxed and less.
Asami handed over the razor to Korra. Black blue eyes looked at the object and a soapy hand reached up to take it. Asami sighed and stood up and took a seat on the toilet seat. It took her a whole month to 'teach' Korra to wash herself.
Asami wonder how long would Korra still be like this, she tried everything she could think of. She took Korra to a few rock performances in pubs, she played video's of herself playing rock and roll with her old band the Fire Ferrets. They have gone so far Mako and Bolin gave her a private show.
She took her to the MMA games still nothing. She even went down to the pole and there was no luck there. The walks with Naga was something that did a little of reaction from her, not much but it was something.
Asami sighed and let her head fall into her hands as cry took over. She heard Korra move in tub, but she continued crying, how much longer could she herself take it. Asami couldn't bare the thought without Korra in her life but heart would break every time she would look at Korra's blank face.
"I miss you." Asami cried and she felt a wet hand on her shoulder. She stared at Korra stunned. For a moment Asami saw the old Korra in those blue eyes.
"Asami!" Opal waved her hand in front of the taller woman. Asami blinked and focused on Opal's green eyes. She looked back down to Chester pulling her hair. "Yes?" Asami asked her friend.
"Where did you go?" Opal asked as she took her son from Asami and bounced him on her hip. "To a moment of hope…" Asami said softly and she leaned on the counter. She looked out the kitchen 'window' to where Bolin was watching a MMA match with Korra next to him. 'I need to cut her hair again…' Asami thought.
"Hmmm. Well I asked you when was the last time you played the violin?" Opal asked her friend with concern in her voice. Asami refocused her eyes on Opal. "I mean when was the last time you did something you enjoyed?" Opal reasoned.
Asami thought back. "The day on the accident… the day Korra joined in with a cello…" Asami said feeling a lump in her throat. Opal placed a hand on her friend's shoulder with compassion. "Maybe you should start doing things you enjoyed too. I want to see my friend happy again." Opal said and they walked out to the living room.
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Asami lead Korra to one of the seats on the front row and mentioned her to sit, she compelled. Asami walked back onto the stage and unpacked her violin. She looked at Korra and with a sigh closed her eyes.
The melody she played, told the story of her pain, they long vibrations of the tune crying over the entire room, crying in Asami's chest. She pulled long and heavy notes over the strings.
Every day her heart broke when she looked into Korra's blank eyes, the days she spent at the hospital waiting for her to wake up. No memory came in the right order it was just one jumping to another.
She remembered the fist day she met her in that madhouse with all the rockers. She remembered that wicket tongue of hers when she was being childish. She remembered the first date Korra took her on a horseback riding course.
When Korra licked the ice-cream from her face. That time they all celebrated after the mover. When Korra did her sexy shower dance while making breakfast. When Korra helped Bolin planning his proposal for Opal. When she and Korra had their first fight and Korra stood outside her window singing in the rain to her, apologizing.
When Korra had to pick up Ikki from sneaking out and then lecturing her. When Korra showed up at her office wearing a red devil's outfit on Valentine's day. When Korra denied that she snores. When Korra fell asleep on the couch with Naga waiting up for her.
The day Korra moved in with her. The Korra won her first MMA fight in the ring. When Korra was being humiliated by more stories, Pema told her. She remembered when Korra and Mako did a epic dance battle in a club.
There was deep sounds of a cello that interrupted her thoughts. Asami stopped playing and right next to her sat Korra, her Korra playing the cello. Asami felt tears welling up in her eyes. "Korra?" "Who else?" Korra said with that ridicules grin of her. "Don't stop playing, let's make music together." Korra said. And Asami chuckled wiping the tears from her eyes.
She held up her violin and played a new tune never breaking from Korra's gaze. Her Korra was back. Took her sweet time but she is back!
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"Asamiiiiii" Korra shouted panicky. "What?" Asami shouted from the kitchen. "Asami I'm bleeding!" Korra screamed with more panic. With that, Asami dropped the knife and ran towards where she Korra's panic cries. Asami slammed open the bathroom door looking frantically at Korra. "Where? How?" Asami demanded. "I'm bleeding from my vagina!" Korra said with a high pitched voice. Asami took in a breath and stated laughing. "What's so funny? This is serious!" Korra said wiping herself again with the toilet paper. "My god, Korra. It's called having your period!" Asami burst into a fit of giggles. Asami opened the cabinet and handed Korra a tampon. "Here." Asami said.
"What the fuck am I supposed with this?" Korra asked agitated. "Korra, sweetie. Look at me." Asami forced her face to look at her. "I know you never experienced this because how hard you've trained your body and then when you weren't training you were under a lot of stress, but you haven't trained for a year now and you're not under stress. So what you do is you take this." Asami pointed to the tampon. "And you shove it up in your bleeding vagina." Asami said and she placed a kiss on Korra's forehead.
"And once you done, you can come down and eat the dinner 'Mommy' made you. Okay?" Asami teased and walked back to the kitchen.
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Bolin and Korra walked up to the table with their drinks in their hands. "Orange juice for the party pooper and sweet red wine for the most beautiful woman in the world." Korra said as she placed Asami's red wine before her. Asami placed a soft kiss on her scared cheek. "Thank you." She said. "Oh get a room will you!" Opal said from the other side.
"Not a bad idea, O." Korra grinned. "Oh, can I tell them? Please….." Bolin pleaded. Opal blushed and nodded her head at her husband. "We're going to have another baby!" Bolin practically shouted. "What?" Korra said when she almost choked on her beer.
"That's great news!" Asami beamed at her friends. "I can't believe I missed your, wedding and the first one's birth." Korra mumbled softly. "Hey! We took photo's of you even when you were in your coma. You were a part of it. It's almost like usual, you know when you were past out drunk." Bolin joked.
Korra leaned over closer and stuck her tongue out. Asami grabbed her head and softly bite Korra's tongue. "I told you I will bite it, if you stuck it out disrespectfully again." Asami said at her blushing dork.
"That must have been the grossest cutest thing I've ever witnessed." Opal said shocked. Looking at her friends. She was glad to see both her friends happy again.
Korra smiled and stare at Asami. Asami stop talking when she noticed Korra staring. "What is it?" Asami scared there's something on her face or in her teeth. "I love you Asami. I know I don't say it enough but I always love you. And I just want to say five words to you. Thank you for loving me." Korra said and she closed in kissing Asami deeply.
End of Chapter 10
Thank you all for your review and tears and everything.
In all honesty since chapter one I've winging this whole story… It's not easy to just wing it. Believe me.
Have fun! And don't die with your song stuck in your heart go out and sing it, only then you'll find the person with who you can make music with.