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Asami

I knocked twice on the infirmary door, hoping that Mako was awake.

"Honey, you in there?"

"Yeah, come in." Mako's voice sounded so… unwelcoming. As if he didn't even want to be near me. Well, that was fine, because I felt the same way towards him. The only reason I was still pretending to be madly in love with him was to break Korra.

I entered into the infirmary, instantly noticing the wrinkled sheets lying atop Mako's bed. I cringed in disgust, remembering who was with Mako and what had happened to make the sheets appear so crumpled. Nevertheless, I tried my absolute best to plaster a fake smile onto my face. I needed to keep up this charade if I wanted to succeed in my mission.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as I sat on the edge of the bed, smoothing out the kinks in the bed sheets and flashing Mako a concerned smile.

"Just fine." His voice sounded cold, and he wouldn't even look at me. He simply stared out the window onto the city, pretending to be interested in the landscape of the island.

"Are you sure? You haven't felt sick, or anything?" I was trying to get him to confess about his early morning hookup with Korra.

He shook his head in reply. "Nope, I've been feeling great."

"Has Korra come to heal you yet?"

"Nope, I haven't seen her all day." He turned to look at me this time, a smile pasted across his face.

That liar. I closed my eyes, trying to maintain my composure in front of my so-called boyfriend, as he blatantly lied to my face. "You're lying to me, Mako." I said through gritted teeth, my mouth in a thin line and my eyes reduced to slits.

"What the hell are you talking about, I'm not lying to you." Mako's voice rose as he looked at me, his eyes boring into mine. He looked infuriated and slightly nervous, as I could spy his neck and cheeks turning a bright shade of red.

"Yes you are. I heard the both of you this morning. I was about to check up on you early this morning, when I heard you and that Avatar, making out in this room. So don't try to hide it Mako, because I know."

"Okay fine, yes, so we kissed for a little bit, big deal. And you know, if you want someone to point a finger at, blame Korra, because she was the one who decided to get all intimate. She was supposed to be healing me, and then she just started kissing me!"

I scoffed at Korra's act of desperation. "Oh, I knew she was a pathetic, desperate Avatar. I never trusted her from the start."

Mako stood up from the bed, a fire burning in his eyes. "What did you just say about Korra?"

I got up from my seat on the bed, and backed away from Mako as he slowly walked towards me, his teeth gritted and his hands curled into fists. The rage in his voice frightened me, as I had never seen this side of him before. "You know, she's so hopelessly in love with you that she'll do anything to be with you." I let out a small laugh at the end, attempting to diffuse the mounting tension in the room.

Mako slammed his fist on the table beside me, his face peering down at me. "Don't you ever, say that about Korra, again. You hear me Asami? Ever. Just because you don't like her doesn't give you the right to talk about her that way. If I ever hear you say those things about Korra again, we're through."

I was taken aback by Mako's ultimatum, as I never expected him to jump to Korra's defense so fiercely. "Okay fine, I'm sorry, it won't happen again." Upon hearing my apology, Mako backed away from me, his expression softening once more.

"Get out of here Asami." He commanded, climbing into the bed. He wouldn't even look at me.

I staggered backwards until my back collided with the door, shocked at the harshness in Mako's voice. "O-okay, I'll go now."

I turned around, anger boiling inside me, and walked into the hallway, closing the door behind me with a slam.

Bolin

I paced around my room, a black knapsack in my trembling hands and my mind racing at a mile a minute. Immediately after Meelo and I had discovered the Equalist glove in Asami's suitcase, I grabbed it, and stashed it in a drawer in my room. At this point, I had no idea what to believe. A part of me wanted to pin the glove on Asami, thus labeling her as an underground, traitorous Equalist. But the other part of me felt guilty instantly thinking that the Equalist weapon belonged to my own brother's girlfriend. After all, she seemed so sweet and innocent, and just not evil. But regardless of my speculations, I needed to tell somebody about my discovery. I already knew I couldn't tell Mako – he would just yell at me for even touching the glove ("Are you trying to get yourself killed?") – so I had to find somebody else. Anybody. Just someone that would listen to me, and help me get to the bottom of this.

Taking a deep breath, I walked out of my room, the strings of the sack wrapped tightly around my wrist. I made my way towards the island's training center, certain Tenzin would be there to assist Korra in her airbending training. But my heart fell when I saw that the area was empty of any people. Nonetheless, I continued my journey to find somebody as I made my way around the island.

After an hour of hopeless searching, I began to lose faith that I would be able to find a soul to tell. But I only realized how wrong I was, for when I began making my way back to the men's dormitory, I ran smack into the one person I was trying my very best to avoid:

Asami

She stared at me, her frustrated expression fading away to reveal a friendly smile. "Hey Bolin! What are you up to?"

"Oh, hey there Asami, long time no see! Wow, you sure look great today!" I attempted to veil the anxiousness I was feeling through some flattery, hoping and praying to Agni that she didn't want to engage in intimate conversation with me.

Asami's brows knitted in confusion at my over flattering comments. "Uh, thanks Bolin. Say, what do you have in that bag?" She pointed her finger at the black knapsack, her eyes brightening with curiosity.

"Oh it's nothing, just some rocks Meelo and I picked up by the gazebo." My face burned of anxiousness.

"Oh really? Let's see then." Asami reached forward, attempting to grab hold of the sack. In reaction, I jerked my arm back, keeping it out of her grasp. Asami stared at me, her eyebrows raised in suspicion.

"Sorry, it's just that I pinky promised Meelo that I wouldn't show these rocks to anybody, and you know how serious pinky promises are." My voice resembled that of a squeak, as it always did when I was nervous. I knew Asami was too smart to believe my stories.

"Oh don't give me that, let me see," she replied, lunging forward a second and successfully grabbing hold of the bag. With a force I never would have expected from her, she yanked the sack off my wrist, and opened it.

The moment she saw the item nestled inside, her eyes darkened, and her face was a mixture of anger and shock. "Where did you get this?" She asked me, her voice lowering and her fingers tightening around the bag.

"I-I found it in an abandoned room in the women's wing. Meelo and I were playing hide and seek, and I found him in there." My hands shook uncontrollably, fearing the worst from the woman standing in front of me. I had no idea what she was capable of, which made the situation even more frightening.

Letting out a big sigh, she said to me, "Okay, fine, I'll let you off the hook Bo." Then she took one step closer to me, her voice barely above a whisper, and said, "But if you ever, tell anybody about this, well you can kiss your beloved brother goodbye."

With those final, spine-chilling words, Asami turned on her heels, and walked away, leaving her threat to resonate through my bones. Losing Mako would kill me; he was my rock, my brother. Without him, I was nothing.

My brother's safety was my top priority, and if assuring his safety meant keeping quiet about Asami's secret against my will, then I would try my best to keep my mouth shut.

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