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The early glow of a sun not risen leaked into Asami's office within the headquarters of Sato Industries. Although exhausted from the previous evening Asami tried her best to stay awake. With a casual sip of the warm tea sitting atop her desk, she read
through as attentively as possible the morning newspaper. Yori stood in the corner of the room looking slightly concerned at her boss "Ms. Sato are you alright?"

Asami didn't peer up from her paperwork, she simply muttered back at her assistant in almost a groggy tone. "Yes, I'm fine. I just didn't get much sleep last night."

Yori nodded and moved a few steps toward her. "That's understandable. Campaigning can put a great deal of stress on someone, but I promise it's nothing to lose rest over."

Still not tearing her eyes away from her Asami responded "That's true, but I'm sad to say it wasn't all this political nonsense that kept me up."

"Well what was it than?" Yori stepped even closer to thedesk.

Asam gave a subtle sigh. "Some personal issues."

"Well I'm more than happy to listen to it." Yori at this point was right at the foot of the desk, and she began to lean over it getting nearly face to face with her boss. "You know you can tell me anything, right Asami?"

At last Asami jolted her head up and gave Yori a very serious look. She had an inkling of what Yori was trying to do, it's a little more obvious now that she was paying attention. And although very flattered, Asami knew she should probably shut down these
flirtatious attempts before they becamesomething else entirely. "Yori, I appreciate the sentiment, but this is not the time or place to be talking about such things. We're at work right now, and in this environment I am your boss and you
are my assistant. I understand you are simply trying to be caring, and I am grateful for that. However, you need to also realize that we need to separate our personal lives with our professional ones."

Not expecting such a response, Yori faltered back a step or two and tried to recollect herself. "You're right, I apologize. Maybe later after work we can get something to eat and we can talk then."

"Yori I would, but I already have plans for tonight." Asami wasn't lying when she said this. She already fully intended on spending the evening with Korra in order to make up for the anniversary confusion the night before.

However, Yori was not aware of the anniversarymishap or even that Asami and Korra were together. Because of this Yori, appeared to not know how to respond. She stood awkwardly in the middle of the office, unaware of what to say, especially after
putting herself out therelike that. She finally was able to mutter a few words, most likely in order to save face. "Oh I see. Well maybe some other time." With that the young assistant slowly made her wayto exit the room.

Right as she reached the door, Asami remembered something and called out to her. "Oh Yori before you go, how is that little project I gave you awhile ago coming along? Have you found all the pieces?"

Yori paused to think back on the task she received weeks prior. "I acquired most of it. But I've been really busy with the campaign and redoing my concept design." Suddenly a thought struck Yori, and small glimmer of hope radiated within her. She turned
back around to Asami and said. "That reminds me. I was wondering if you'd mind reviewing over what I have so far."

Asami recalled the design Yori presented to her. It still required fine tuning, but definitely had promise. She was about to agree to look at them, but then Asami caught a glance of the remaining paperwork on her desk. "Yori sadly I can't, I'm really
swamped right now. Maybe later on I can reexamine it."

Yori's kind demeanor vanished with this last refusal by Asami. With no regard for her tone, Yori snapped back at her boss. "Of course, I wouldn't want to steal a few seconds away from your oh so time crunching work."

Surprised at her assistant's harsh rebuttal, Asami responded in kind. "Hey, don't get upset with me. You see how tall these paper stacks are."

Yori, however, did not back down. She seemed to only get more upset, as her fists clenched and her eyebrows deeply furrowed. "How could I forget? I'm the one who lugs them in here everyday. I've been working endlessly for the last few weeks just to make
your life easier. I know I'm just an assistant, but that doesn't mean you have to give me so much disrespect."

The furious young woman then attempted to storm out, but Asami called out to her. "Yori stop." Yori almost completely ignored her boss, but something made her body halt as her hand wrapped tightly around the door handle. With a small degree of reluctance,
she looked back over her shoulder. Asami then gestured to a chair that was placed directly in front of her desk. "Come sit down, I need to tell you something." Yori complied, slowlymoving back over, and falling roughly into her seat. With a
deep sigh Asami pinched the bridge of her nose and began to speak. "The reason I'm trying to put a distance between us is because recently I've felt like our relationship has begun to grow beyond friendship." The expression of frustration and anger
within Yori visually started to fade as she listened more intently. "You're a very kind and attractive woman, but I can't have that kind of relationship develop between us."

"I thought you might have felt those sparks too." A gentle grin appeared on Yori's face. "Asami it's alright that you feel at odds with your emotions, it shows that you'reaware that they exist. But I promise that no matter what society says, there's
nothing wrong with what you feel inside." Asami was completely speechless at this, had she just witnessed her assistant come out to her. Yori had once again seemingly become comfortable with her surroundings. Only this timeshe was even closer
to Asami, and the distance between them was slowly decreasing. "Just let go of your inhibitions, and go with what your heart tells you."

The two women's faces were drawing nearer, almost to the point where their noses could touch. However, just as Yori was about to seal the deal Asami gently arched her neck back and said "There's someone else." This stopped Yori immediately in her tracks
and she slowly pulled her head away with a look of confusion. Asami took a deep breathe, because she knew it was time to confess. "Today is our anniversary, and I was wanting to do something special with them after work."

"That's why you said no." The realization set in as Yori began to connect the dots in her mind, all of which were now making sense. "I understand." Her head dropped and unlike her previous reaction of anger, she became somber and simply frowned at her
feet. "Just answer this. Do I know them?"

Asami could not see any reason to lie anymore, at least to the woman distraught in front of her. "Yes, you are familiar with them."

"It's Avatar Korra, isn't it?" There was a twinge of a pain behind the breathe that Yori spewed. She tried hard to hide it, but there was no mistake that it was there. Yori's head shot back up, and she wore a wide smile on her face. However, the smile
appeared tragic as small water droplets streamed past the upward crease. "I'm happy for the both of you."

"Yori I..." Asami began to explain, but Yori had already turned away and quickly stepped to the door.

"Mam I need to get back to work. I'll let you know when I find the remaining pieces of your little pet project." With that she departed from the office leaving the entire room in silence.

Within the Sato estate Korra was now just beginning to wake. Her eyes were crusted, and every inch of her body felt sore. After several minutes of self motivation she was finally able to roll over and climb out of bed. The instant she stood up a sharp
burning sensation emanated from her knee. Korra slightly winced at the discomfort, but it was not unmanageable. As she edged further away from the bed, Korra noticed a small slip of paper with a small piece of writing tacked onto the door leading
into the hallway. Korra pulled the note off and it read

"I'm sorry to leave you alone. Just remember to play nice."

Love,

Asami.

Korra didn't quite understand what the note was about, but she decided to not think too hard on it. She slowly limped downstairs being careful not inflame her wound. The whole mansion was quiet, none of the usual house hands were there, for all Korra
knew she was only one in the house. However, when she reached the final step Korra heard a subtle grunt come forth from the living room. Considering what happened earlier that morning, Korra cautiously moved to the source of the noise. She was led
into the kitchen where she came upon a young blonde haired womansearching through several cabinets and drawers. Getting within a few feet of the woman, Korra readied herself and yelled "What are you doing here?"

Reran nearly fell backwards from being startled. She was able to turn to see who caught heroff guard,and when she caught sight of Korraa small grin appeared on Reran's face. "You're Avatar Korra, so you were the guest she was talking
about."

"Yea, I am." Korra responded roughly, not backing down. "What I don't know is who you are and why you are rummaging through the kitchen."

Reran immediately put her hands up in defense. "Woah, back off a bit, I don't care if you are the Avatar, you don't get to come down on me like that." Korra's body slowly lost tension as she began to listen more closely. "Now to answer your question my
name is Reran, Asami Sato knows me. I got in a little scrape, and she let me crash here for the night."

A brief glimpse of clarity filled Korra's mind. "So that's what that note meant." She then realized how much she messed up. "I'm so sorry for jumping on you. It's just last night we...Ms. Sato had an intruder that was trying to steal some personal documents
of hers."

"Is that how you got that?" Reran pointed down at Korra's bandaged knee.

Korra lightly chuckled at being reminded of her brief act of stupidity. "Kind of, but this was caused by being reckless."

"Hey, you can't win any fights without taking some bumps and bruises" Reran joked with a smug grin. She then stuck her own leg out and began to pull up her pants sleeve revealing a gentle shade of purple that covered the entirety of her knee. "Mine is
not as flashy as yours, but I'm definitely not walking right for the next few days."

"Do you pick fights a lot?" Korra inquired. She couldn't quite read this girl just yet. She seemed to be outwardly brash, but something told the young Avatat that this girl was at least willing to speak to her.

Reran simply shrugged. "Sometimes, but most of the time they pick me."

"Why is that?"

Suddenly Reran's face formed into a familiar reserved contortion. "You know what I don't remember agreeing to tell you my life story."

Korra was caught off guard by the immediate wall that was built in front of her, but she didn't falter. She remained calm and replied "I wasn't asking for it. I just figured we could pass the time by talking to one another, since we're probably not going
to be going anywhere today due to our bum legs; especially considering we're most likely going to be each other's only company for awhile."

After the night she had, Reran honestly didn't have the energy to go through the same back and forth as she did with Mako. Besides, Korra was right. Reran wasn't going to go anywhere fast with her knee, so she might as well engage in a little conversation.
It would at least be better than sitting in awkward silence. "Alright, I guess I've always been other people's target. Somehow I always find a way to piss them off."

A small grin appeared on Korra's face as she slowly began to tear the wall down. "Has it always been like that for you?" Korra tried to make sure she didn't get to intrusive, otherwise she'd only force Reran to lock up even further.

However, Reran didn't back down, even though she did appear to be slightly uncomfortable. "No, I used to have a pretty peaceful life. When I was growing up my brother used to take me on weekly trips down to the park and we'd play by the pond." At that
moment almost unconsciously, a small smile formed on her face. "I remember I'd always ask him if we could go swimming, but every time I brought it up he would pat me on the head and say 'Reran, you don't even know how to swim, and even if you did
you'd freak out the second a fish brush past your leg.' I would then proceed to cry from the thought of touching those slimy gills."

The two girls then both proceeded to chuckle in unison at the story. "He sounds like a caring guy" Korra responded while pulling up a chair at one of the nearby kitchen counters and taking a seat.

"He was." Reran then seemed to peer off away from Korra as if she became lost in a thought or memory.

Korra picked up on this change, and again became concerned. "What happened to him?"

With that Reran looked back at Korra, and thesmile she wore now had faded away. "You know I'd really like to not talk about this anymore." However, unlike before this came across as more of a request than an absolute rejection.

Korra could read into how sensitive of a subject this must be, so she decided to not press any further with it. At least not yet. "That's fine. How about you ask some questions about me. It's only fair."

Reran seemed to be genuinely surprised that Korra hadn't been turned away by her dismissive attitude yet. It was refreshing to not have someone constantly berating and criticizing her. "Okay, what's it like being the avatar?" Reran sounded halfhearted,
but she actually did have a slight interest in Korra's life. Reran felt like she could play along with her for awhile as long as the conversation didn't gravitate towards anything personal about herself.

"Stressful" Korra bluntly blurted out. "Imagine everyone's eyes on you at all times, and every single move and breath you take is criticized. Not to mention the constant pressure of keeping both the physical and spiritual world's in balance at all times."

Reran was taken aback. From her point of view she assumed the Avatar would be wise and all powerful. But the more she talked with Korra the more Reran realized how groundedshe really was; also how much the two of them have in common. "Whoa, you
must hate your life."

Korra chuckled to herself. "Actually it's quite the opposite. I may have all this responsibility, but somewhere throughout my twenty years of life I learned that I'm allowed to be a normal person as well."

Reran found herself quite skeptical ofthis reasoning. "You normal? I'm not so sure about that."

However, Korra only smiled more at the young girl's disbelief. "Well, look at me right now. I'm sitting here in my pajamas sharing small talk with someone I just met over a bowl of cereal. How can you get anymore mundane?"

"Maybe not being able to bend all the elements" Reran quipped back.

Korra couldn't help but cackle and nearly fall out of her seat. "You might be onto something there, so go on ask the next question."

Reran didn't really know what toask, but there was something that was kind of puzzling her. "Umm, why were you staying over here."

Like that, a shiver ran up Korra's spine. She had no idea how to answer. She couldn't tell her the truth, but in the back of her head Korra also felt like she shouldn't lie either. "I...am...Asami's roommate."

"Roommate" Reran questioned puzzled.

"Well technically not a roommate considering this is kind of a mansion. But the reason I'm here is because Asami got lonely being in this big place by herself, and she asked me to come move in for awhile to help her feel more comfortable."

"Must be great to have rich friends" Reran joked.

"I would do it even if she wasn't rich" Korra lightly responded, while Reram shot her a doubtful glare. With aroll of her eyes Korra grinned devilishly. "But I will admit, it is a nice perk." At this both woman busted out laughing.

The atmosphere of the situation had become calm, and Reran slowly for the first time in awhile grew comfortable. After abrief moment of silence between the two of them,Reran took a deep breath and said "You can ask another question about me
if you want."

Korra was taken aback. She didn't expect the young girl in front of her to ease back down, if at all. "Are you sure?"

Reran was quiet, she was almost not certain herself. But Korra had opened up to her, and although she could care less about being fair, Reran thought it would be wrong if she didn't return the favor at least a little bit. "Yea, just don't expect me to
go into great detail okay. You seem nice enough, but you don't need to know everything about me. Is that understood?"

Korra gave an understanding nod. "Completely." She pondered for a moment before asking "How old are you?"

"Nineteen." Reran answered unhesitatingly. "How long have you lived in Republic City" sheasked back.

"I moved down here close to four years ago, but for three of those years I was at the South Pole recovering from an injury I suffered at the hands of a group called the Red Lotus."

"The Avatar can get hurt?" Once again Reran was given even more insight to how human Korra really was.

Korra's smile fell slightly as her head dipped down to stare at the floor. "More than you know." Her response seemed to be full of past anguish and painful memories. After a moment or two she brought her head back up with her gentle grin returned.

Reran attempted to act like she didn't notice what happened in front of her. "Okay go with your next question."

It didn't take Korra quite as long as before to come up with her next inquiry. "Alright, why did you have to stay over here last night? Don't get me wrong I'm glad to have someone to talk to, but I'm just curious what brought you over."

"A detective Mako saved me last night from some ignorant jerk who was trying to rough me up." Reran thought to herself that this probably was too much information, but she made no effort to hold back. "He found out that I had no place to stay. So he called
up Sato, and asked her if I could stay over here."

"Do you normally not have a place to stay?" Korra's curiosity had now shifted to concern.

Reran's face then contorted frustratedly. "Hey wait a minute, you don't get to ask two questions in a row."

"You had a follow up about my injury" Korra argued. "Fair is fair."

Reran couldn't help but grind her teeth. "No, I don't. Typically I try and find a nice pile of garbage to lay on, or I look for something with a roof. Sometimes it's an abandoned building, other times it's an awning outside a local store that had closed
for the night."

"How long have you been living like this?" Korra was no longer playing around. She was now completely serious and focused on the issue presented in front of her.

Reran was about to complain, but at the last second she bit her tongue and responded honestly. "About a year and a half."

At this Korra moved around the counters and stood face to face with Reran. "Well not anymore." She then grabbed the young woman's hand. "Until further notice you are going to be staying here."

With her jaw dropping Reran nearly fell backwards. "Wait, what? Are you allowed to do that? Isn't this Asami Sato's place."

"I'm more than certain I can make her see it my way." With a quick wink, Korra moved her hand to the young girl's shoulder. "Reran, you've obviously been given a rotten hand, but I'm not going to let you suffer anymore. Keep the bedroom you used last
night. When Asami gets home later we'll go out and get you all the necessary living supplies."

Suddenly a deep feeling of emotion filled the inside of Reran's stomach. Without warning, even to herself, she wrapped her arms around Korra's neck. "Thank you, so much."

Although surprised by the sudden showing of appreciation, Korra quickly accepted it and wrapped her arms around Reran as well. "Don't mention it."

As the two girls embraced, Reran softly whispered in Korra's ear. "Ugh can I ask one more question?"

A light chuckle expelled from Korra. "Sure go ahead."

"Can I use the shower?"

Several hourspassed within the day and at last thegiant front doors to the main lobby opened up, and Asami walked in just now getting home from work. She had with her two large brown bags. "Korra I'm home" she called out. "I picked some groceries
up, thought we could try cooking for our anniversary." While saying this Asam strolled into the kitchen expecting to see Korra, but instead wasmet by an intrigued Reran.

"You two have an anniversary?" Reran commented with a curious smilewhile holding some sort of drink in her hand. The shower she had requested earlier in the day had done wonders to her outward appearance. She nolonger was she covered in dirt
and grime, her hair had a slick shine to it now with a much more pronounced yellow tone, and she appeared to be wearing some of Korra's all made herfacial expressionsclearer than ever, and it showed in the way she was
eyeing up Asami while sipping a drink from one of the cups out of the cupboard.

Not expecting for their guest to still be at her home, Asami had to quickly think of an excuse. "Umm yea, it's a friendship anniversary."

"Friendship anniversary"Reran repeated jokingly.

Despite how thin of an explanation it was, Asami found it was better than nothing so she continued in with it. "Korra and I have been friends for four years now, and we wanted to celebrate it."

"You two are a lot weirder than I imagined" Reran said under her breath as she took another sip of her drink.

While mentally taking a sigh of relief, Asami proceeded into the kitchen and dropped the groceries onto the counter. "So, how are you feeling Reran? I would have thought you'd get up first thing this morning and leave."

"I almost did, but then Avatar Korra talked me into staying."

"Enough of the formalities. You can just call me Korra if you want." The young Avatar exclaimed now entering the kitchen herself.

A huge grin grew on Reran's face at this request. "Okay, Korra."

Asami looked back and forth between the two women confused. "Am I missing something here?"

Korra saw the bewilderment in Assmi's eyes, and felt bad for not explaining. So she approached her girlfriend, placed an arm around her shoulder, and said "No, it's just Reran and I have become pretty friendly with one another throughout the day."

"I see." Asami then leaned her head over and whispered into Korra's ear. "Is there anything else I need to know?"

This was where Korra got slightly uncomfortable, because she knew she had gone over Asami's head. "I kind of told her that she can stay indefinitely with us for awhile."

"Is she now?" Asami tried to not show the amount of stress that she just felt stack onto her shoulders along with everything else happening.

Korra noticed it however, and she tried to reassure her. "Yes, at least until we can find her a proper job and get her into a proper living situation."

Asami exhaled."Is that something you can handle" she asked while turning over to Reran

Slightly offended Reran shot back. "What, do you think I'm some bum who's afraid of working for their keep?"

"That's not what I meant." Asami said while slightly smirking at the brash attitude being demonstrated by the young girl. "What I was trying to ask was,are you sure you want to live with us."

Reran briefly glanced over at Korra and then back at Asami. "Yea, I'm sure."

"Good, than if your going to be living here you're going to have to, as you say, earn your keep; starting with you helping me make dinner."

Author's Notes: Hello everyone, thank you once again for reading yet another chapter. I apologize for the longer wait than usual. That was a combination of work and writers block. At least on how to present this chapter. So please leave a review or send
me a PM if you feel the urge. I really enjoy reading them and talking about my story and the ideas behind it. Until next time.