Hello my Little Lemon drops! I have bad news, I am going into the Exam period so I will be updating slower than before I'm sorry, and I know this chap is a bit bad sorry my Lemon Drops. REVIEW!
Phoebe's Questions: Yes I do have twin sisters, My Auntie used to call me a Little Lemon Drop so I decided to call you guys Little Lemon Drops :P, and yes I am constantly breaking up spats between my sisters.
A.N I don't own LOK, so don't sue me
Bolin stared as his brother in dead silence, replaying Mako's words over again in his head.
Now is when he wants to talk?
"No"
"C'mon Bo we ca-" Mako's pleading was cut short
"Don't call me 'Bo' my brother used to call me Bo; you're not my brother anymore"
Mako looked cut; his deep amber eyes expressed an emptiness previous unseen by Bolin since the funeral. Bolin knew he had struck a chord.
"Don't say that, we can talk"
No we can't Mako; we should've talked when I need someone. My brother no you weren't there, you decided to go and be brooding, as usual you decided to steal the lime light, I'm sick of that, being constantly referred to as 'Mako's Brother' as if I'm not even my own person, being a second rate version of you, being compared to you, I hated that all my life, but I shut up for you so when I needed you, what did I get, a sick an depressed idiot, who couldn't tell his ass from his elbow because he was doped up on Heroine, you disgust me, you chauvinist, you're not my brother any more, you're a brother betrayer." The veritable seam was emitting from both Mako and Bolin. "You weren't the only one who went through a hard time; they were my parents too, even if they didn't treat me like their son."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Mako questioned, the heat of the argument getting to the brother's whose faces where inches away from each other.
"You were always their favourite son, Mom and Dad barely noticed when I achieved things, but when Mako achieved anything, they were so proud of you."
"Bolin you ungrateful little-" Mako was cut short, "I'm ungrateful? Really? So I'm the one with a family and people who care and I go around cutting myself? Smoking, doping up? Yeah that sounds like me."
"Shut up Bolin you don't understand"
"No I do understand, they were my parents too, I just go to drastic measures," Bolin retorted as Mako started to walk away and upstairs removing himself from the fight. "Part of me wishes you had O.D at Tahno's yesterday."
Mako swung around rage flaring in his eyes, he shot a punch at his brother, and it connected with his brother's nose breaking it. Bolin Doubled back, clutching at his nose which was now bleeding, his eyes rose to meet his brother, he began to wildly swing, hitting his brother in the jaw and nose, his rampage was cut short by Mako tackling Bolin to the ground, smashing into a table collapsing it on the way down.
Mako and Bolin swung punches while tossing and turning on the ground, shouting curses back and forth, Zuko and Iroh charged into room, splitting the two teens, Mako shrugged out of Iroh's grip and walked toward the door.
"Fuck you Mako, Fuck you, I hate you," Bolin shouted at him as Zuko dragged him upstairs.
"If you think this is getting you out of seeing Ty Lee, you're mistaken" Zuko called out at him
Mako punched the wall, causing a hole to form where his fist had once been.
"That's coming out of your pocket" Zuko called down.
"Fuck you too" Mako called back as he walked out the door, he slammed it behind himself, he walked down the street brooding.
Bolin
"Bolin you have to forgive him, he's your brother" Zuko reasoned with the fuming teen.
"He is not my brother, he isn't!" Bolin insisted
"No he is!" Zuko yelled, "I have a sister, as much as I hate her, she is my sister and I'm stuck with her, and I love her because I'm her brother and I always forgive her eventually, you have to forgive Mako, what he did is unacceptable, but you have to be the bigger man an forgive him.
Bolin huffed and closed the bedroom door on his uncle.
I hate him
He's right though
I don't care
Mako
Mako screamed as he slammed the door behind him, the front door shook with the force. Mako began to slowly walk down the street muttering curses under his breath; he walked along the curb, kicking rocks.
Mako felt a drop touch his lips, he licked his lips and tasted blood, he gently touched his nose, blood was gushing out, he didn't feel it hurt before; it was only now after the adrenaline had worn off that he felt several patches of throbbing pain. Mako kept walking as drops of blood splashed onto the pavement.
Mako walked until he hit something, a pole to be precise, his head and already broken nose crunched against the iron pole, Mako doubled back and held his nose, letting out a long scream of anger, frustration and pain.
Mako looked up and saw the backside of a basketball hoop. He had just smacked his head into the support beam. The Ring was a typical community ring, old a little but rusty, with a chain instead of a net.
Two kids looked wide eyed at his bloody face.
"You okay?" one asked hesitantly, hand twitching slightly.
"Fine" Mako answered with emphasis, leaving no room for further conversation. Mako looked towards the two young boy's they reminded him of Bolin and him when they were little kids. The round basketball in the hands of the first one looked far too big, almost comical.
Mako edged toward them, he hadn't played basketball since the accident, it was always something he did with his dad, and now that his dad was de-, Mako still couldn't think about it. Mako wouldn't play basketball now, not without his dad.
Nonetheless Mako still edged the pair of boys; he wiped the dried blood off his nose and motioned for the ball. The ball sailed toward Mako; he stared at it as he caught it and fluidly raised his arms above his head and took the jump shot, it felt good as it left his hands spinning perfectly. It made the sweet swishing sound as it flushed threw the chain net.
Mako smiled. This one wasn't drug enhanced or smoking and cutting induced it was all natural. Mako hadn't smiled without help from something in what felt like an eternity. Mako sighed, his shoulder's dropped, like a monstrous weight had been lifted from his shoulder.
Mako went after the ball, he dribbled from a little and hit another jump shot, hearing that sweet swishing sound for the second time that afternoon, it was almost addictive, that sweet noise emitting from the chain.
Mako sighed, until he heard footsteps behind him.
Korra
Korra knew she shouldn't have followed Mako, she knew it would only make him angry and frustrated, she knew he hadn't been this happy in weeks. And she could spoil it all by following him. Nonetheless she had. Korra was hiding, crouched behind a car, looking like an idiot; she brushed her hair out of the way as Mako took another jump shot, which went in with a swish.
Korra checked her surrounding's, assessing if the coast was clear, and moved to her next point of cover, a tree, she had edged closer to Mako and the community basketball court. Mako whipped his head around as Korra stepped on a fallen branch.
Korra made her body thin as possible, standing straight and hiding behind a tree.
This is stupid, I should just go and talk to him
No you shouldn't
Well we are practically a couple
What? No you are not!
We still did it though
Look just balls up and go out there and talk to him.
Fine I will.
Korra took one step toward Mako and out of her hiding place only to go back to her hiding spot behind a tree.
God dammit stop procrastinating Korra!
Korra took a deep breath and stepped out of her hiding place and right into Mako's line of sight. Korra tensed and Mako's eyes went wide, then his amber eyes fired with anger. Korra knew she shouldn't have followed Mako, she knew this would only make him angry and frustrated.
"What are you doing Korra?"
"Nothing" it was the most unconvincing lie Korra had ever told. This only made Mako's anger rise higher as his amber eye's seemed to shift and dance like a fire. They were very entrancing, Korra didn't know she had been distracted in them until Mako got in her face.
"Why where you following me?" Mako asked, snapping Korra out of her trance.
"I was not" Korra retorted hotly.
"Then what were you doing?"
"Taking a walk" another terrible lie, Korra had to get better at this.
"You are the worst liar I have ever met" Mako confirmed her thoughts.
"You should try out for the School team" Korra attempted to change the subject, pointing to the basketball in Mako's hands.
"No I'm not going to, and don't change the subject." Mako said catching onto her trick.
"Why won't you? You're good" Korra questioned, further deviating the subject from her stalking of Mako.
"Because" Mako stated simply, his eyes cast downwards, he rolled the ball back towards the two kids, who had stood still the entire time. Eyes locked onto the pair of teens.
"That's not a good enough answer Mako" Korra challenged further.
"I don't wanna talk about it Korra" Mako said
"I'm not moving until you tell me" Korra said, putting emphasis in it by stamping her feet were they were.
"Suite yourself Korra" Mako said as he walked off. He was back to the old Mako, the depressed Mako, head held low, feet shuffling, those fiery amber eyes cast downward.
Why would he do that!
I know why
Oh no! Not that!
Yes THAT!
Korra scrambled after Mako who looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown that Korra had caused, she felt awful. Korra hated seeing Mako like this again, after seeing him in a moment of pure bliss. The worst part was that Korra knew she had caused it. She was supposed to be making Mako better. Korra had self-appointed herself as the head of making Mako feel better.
Korra ran after Mako, catching up to him quickly. "Mako I'm sorry" Korra said, wrapping her arms around him from the back in a hug, pressing her face to the back of his neck. Mako stopped and sighed "It's okay."
Korra released him from her grip and took his hand in hers; they began to walk back together. "Do you want to watch a Movie?" Korra asked.
"No"
"Get something to eat?"
"No"
"Go shopping?"
"NO" Mako put emphasis on it, making Korra laugh.
"Well since you can't make a decision, I'll make it for you, where watching a Movie at your house," Mako was about to protest but Korra cut him off, "Deal with it" Mako sighed in defeat, making Korra laugh and earning Mako a kiss on the cheek from Korra.
Before they entered the door to his house, Mako gripped Korra's hand a little tighter, she brushed it off entering the house to find it reminiscent of a war zone, there was a broken table and smashed lamp on the ground, Zuko and Iroh where cleaning it up, they both looked up at Mako, who sighed and hanged his head low, so this is why Mako didn't want to come back to his house.
"C'mon" Mako said tugging on Korra's hand. Korra let herself be pulled herself be pulled away by Mako onto the couch, Mako sat up deadly straight, feet in front looking scared. Korra looked closer at him, their where traces of dried blood, and his nose was slightly out of joint, he had a bruise on his jaw. Korra didn't say anything, but remembered to ask Mako about it later.
Korra got up and picked a movie, she turned around to see if Mako would approve, she spotted Bolin descending the stairs. "Hey Bolin" she called, waiving enthusiastically at him. Mako went stiffer than before, his face went pale white.
"Hey Korra" Bolin said nonchalantly. Korra notice Bolin's nose was slightly out of joint to, with the same bruises as Mako, she put two and two together and gasped, they had fought. Mako and Bolin had fought!
Korra quickly put the movie in the DVD player and sat back down next to Mako, she was going to absolutely grill Mako about fighting with his brother of all people!
Korra curled up next to Mako as the movie started and he winced in pain. Korra looked up at Mako. "Come here" she demand, motioning for Mako to come down. Korra gently took his head and placed in the crook of her neck, she began to stroke his hair and the Movie started.
Iroh
Iroh sat at the base of the steps with Bolin as Mako began to doze off on Korra. They had decided to film Mako on Bolin's phone just to spite him.
"I'll tell ya Bolin it stinks" Iroh commented
"Sorry" Bolin lowered his head apologized, thinking of the vicious fart he had let off a minute or two ago.
"Not you idiot" Iroh said. "Him" Iroh brought on hand up "her" he brought his other hand up "alone together" he brought his hands together.
"What's wrong with that?" Bolin asked.
"I can see what's happening" Iroh began
"What?"
"And they don't have a clue"
"Who?"
"They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line, our trio's down to two"
"oh"
"Ze sweet cares of twilight, there's magic everywhere, and with all this romantic atmosphere, disasters in the air!" Iroh finished while putting on a faux French accent.
So that's all done, I hope you liked it! I'll update as soon as I can, also thank you to those amazing people who reviewed also REVIEW!
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