I see a red door
And I want it painted black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes

~ Rolling Stones

Asami woke at 5, she knew that to pick Korra up at 10:00 she needed to get out of the house at 9:30. Not being able to sleep again, Asami got out of bed and into her garage, she had come up with a plan last night, and she figured she had some time to work on it before meeting Korra.

She walked through the garage and stopped at her campervan. She had bought it after Hiroshi had complained about fucking hippies and what a plague the addicts were. As a retaliation she had bought the van and painted it white, she saw white as a canvas with a car; she wasn't yet sure what to paint it, probably red, though.

She opened the passenger's door and yanked out the seat with some tools. This would be perfect she thought. She started sweating as she started lifting the chair to a pile of garbage, the dismantling of the frame where the seat had been, took a long time as it was, for some reason, properly put in place so it wouldn't come loose.

Once she had removed it, she threw away the matt where it was and added some safety cables. Then she went to her bench where she made a makeshift ramp, which would fold in and out with the use of a button. She placed the button near the steering wheel and put the ramp in place.

Asami looked at the time and cursed, if she wanted to reach Korra in time, she had to hurry without any time to spare to take a shower, she quickly threw a flannel over her white tank top, got in the van, and drove off.

'You made it!' Korra exclaimed as she parked in front of Korra's building. 'Nice van.'

'I really hope that is a compliment otherwise you have to wheel yourself to brunch.' Asami smiled as she rolled her window down. 'I will have you know that this here, is my new baby, bought her two weeks ago.'

'She looks boring and plain.' Korra teased.

'Want to help paint her?' Asami proposed.

'Yeah, today after brunch?' She nodded and Korra's smile widened as she wheeled around for the passenger's door. 'How do I get in?'

'Open the door, Korra.' She told her. Korra opened the door and wheeled back a bit as the ramp mechanism slowly came down and the empty space where a seat should be was revealed. 'Sami, you didn't…'

'Get in, Korra.' She smiled as Korra wheeled herself in and closed the door.

'How did you do this?' Korra awed at Asami who helped her strap in to keep the chair from rolling.

'Just removed the seat, made a ramp and a mechanism, all within time to pick you up.' Asami said.

'How long did it take you?' Korra asked as she looked at Asami's cheek, the raven-haired woman wondered if there was something on it.

'Just in four hours or something.' Asami said, then realising what she had forgotten she sighed. 'Sorry, I was so wrapped up in the idea for the van, that I forgot to prepare anything for you.'

'I thought we were going out for brunch.'

'At my estate, I'm not really into going out that much.' Asami admitted as they neared her house. 'I prefer getting to know you on my own terms.'

'I'd like that too but look at it this way: now we can make something together.' Korra kept on looking at Asami's cheek.

'Have I got something on my face?' She asked, and Korra blushed.

'Yeah… I mean, probably nothing but just a smudge.' Korra said, Asami looked at herself in the mirror. There was a huge stain of motor oil on her cheek and some had gotten on her tank top, which was visible under the not properly buttoned flannel. Her hair was a mess, as she hadn't combed it when she woke up, she looked a bit dishevelled especially if you remembered she was the youngest multi-millionaire in the city.

'Sorry, I left in a hurry and I slept very terribly.' She told Korra. 'I know that isn't an excuse and you deserve better than that, but I just had a tough day yesterday.'

'Shsss.' Korra had picked a tissue from her pocket and slowly brought it towards her cheek. She rubbed on it with care, once clean she traced the cheek with her thumb as Asami turned red. It took all the strength Asami could muster to keep an eye on the road and not steer them of course and wrap them around a tree.

'For what it's worth, I still think you look beautiful.'

'Uhm.' Asami didn't know how to react, it didn't happen often anymore that another person called her beautiful, the last who had done her was now nothing more than pictures in her house and a voice memo on her phone. She wasn't called pretty or cute, words more common to her, she got called beautiful, a word that should be only used for rare occasions, to keep the meaning of it Asami had always thought. Quickly on a piece of straight road she glanced at Korra, who was still eyeing the driver, she smiled at the sight of the grin on the tan girl's face, Korra was beautiful in every meaning of the word.

With the car parked in the garage, a separate building next to Asami's mansion, Korra wheeled out of it and saw Asami's collection of cars and bikes. 'Fucking hell, you really are loaded, how many do you own.'

'About 8 modern cars, 4 vintage models, 6 fixing up projects, and five bikes.' She said truthfully, she only didn't mention her yacht, helicopter, private airplane, and the cars she had stored at the racetrack, she owned as well. 'I just like to tinker with them, do you see that one?'

She pointed at an old muscle car where the bonnet was opened. Korra wheeled towards it only to see that there was no engine in the car. 'What happened to her?'

'Well, his engine is not good for the environment.' Asami pointed at a workbench where an engine was placed on. 'I take out the engine and replace it with an electric one.'

'That sounds very difficult.' Korra gaped at the woman, who must be some sort of genius doing what she did.

'Well, it is nothing.' She didn't want to make it a bigger deal than it was, it was just her hobby, and everyone had a hobby, right? 'I just have to take the car apart, put some electrics in it as just and engine isn't enough to make it work, there need to be cables, he needs a port to charge and I want the inside to look vintage but also with technology from today.'

'Hot.' Korra stated as she watched Asami ramble on about something she didn't fully understand, she found it excruciatingly arousing watching her talk about cars.

'Sorry, what?' Asami looked at Korra with the same smirk she had held on her face many times.

'I just thought you looked good.' Korra admitted. 'You smile a lot when talking about your passion, really cute to see.'

'Thank you,' Asami blushed, she couldn't hide it and she found that she didn't care. 'I'm really passionate about this project, I wish I could tinker on these things all day.'

'Then why don't you?'

'I've got a company to run, a reputation to uphold, and a father to please.' Asami said as she hung her shoulder. 'I can't just open a carshop just so I can do this.'

'You could,' Korra said. 'If that is what you want, do it.'

'Thank you,' Asami walked towards a door and Korra followed. 'Now let's go to the mansion and have some food.'

'This is not the main house?' Korra exclaimed.

They sat at a large table, there was room for ten people but only two plates were set. Asami had made brunch for the two of them very quickly as she and Korra talked about things happening at Asami's work and her time at the university; Asami never liked to talk about herself all too much, but Korra knew just how to ask the right question as she helped to flow the conversation.

Korra had told her about her past too, they had actually gone to the same university, where some teachers overlapped, she had been a track and field athlete and had almost made it to the Games before the accident, she would've been the first in history from the water tribe, a smaller and less populated country.

Korra told her about home, how she liked the cold and how she had a happy childhood with her parents, how she met Naga, how she and the dog had cuddled in a storm for warmth and created a lifelong bond together.

'You should come over and meet her someday, I think she'll like you.' Korra said, she immediately blushed. 'Sorry, probably too forward, after all, you decide as you are the one paying me.'

It hadn't hit Asami yet that thus far, she had dictated their relationship, it was usual with their power dynamics, but right then and there she decided she would have none of it. 'Korra, next time we are doing what you want, you decide.'

'Really?' Korra's face lit up as her mind flooded with ideas, as her features softened at looking at Asami.

'Naturally.' Asami put some omelettes on her plate as she sat down next to Korra. 'What do you want to do?'

'I don't know, but I want you to meet Naga.' Korra said.

'What do you like to do in your free time.' Asami asked.

'I watch terrible reality tv.' Korra admitted. 'Tomorrow is the new start of Ember Island.'

'Sounds fun.' Asami started eating, she had been awake since 5 and had done intensive work.

'Do you want to join?' Korra asked, maybe three dates in four days were a bit much, she half expected Asami to reject her advances.

'I'd love to.' Asami smiled at her. 'How late can I come?'

'Alright, now do you want a can or a brush?' Asami asked as she taped off a pattern on the bus, they had chosen for it, Asami was all for nice colours, but she preferred to keep it clean.

'Give me the red can or spray-paint.' Korra said with a smirk as she started spraying the lower side of the bus.

'I'll take blue.' Asami took the can and started doing the top side, soft waves in the middle divided the two sides, neither saying it aloud but both silently admitting that they really thought the colours complimented each other well.

Happy with their work, and maybe just a little high on paint fumes, they admired the newly coloured bus.

'I like it.' Korra said. 'Good colour combination.'

'We could do the same for your chair too if you like.' Asami said. 'If you'd give me a moment, I could fix it up for you, I noticed some of the joints are to be fixed.'

'Yeah alright, is there a bench I could sit?' Korra asked. Asami walked her scrap pile and picked up the chair that she had removed this morning.

'Wow, you are really strong.' Korra gazed at the ease it took Asami to lift the seat and bring it to near her workbench.

'Have you seen your own arms; you could lift this thing with me in it.' Asami blushed at the compliment.

'You can lift me too, I think.' Korra teased as the seat was placed next to her chair.

'May I?' She asked, standing next to Korra, Korra nodded as she scooted a bit closer towards the edge making it easier for the raven-haired woman to pick her up. Asami placed two hands underneath her, Korra gripped Asami close towards her, suddenly nervous at being vulnerable, but she trusted Asami. Slowly, the taller girl lifted her as she embraced Korra even closer towards her. She managed to get one hand free to wipe away a hair that had the audacity to hide Korra's face from her. With all the care in the world, Korra was lowered in the seat.

'Now let me take a look at this bad boy.' Asami said as she placed Korra's chair on the bench. 'I'll be first improving it and then we can paint it together.'

'I want the same colour pastel as the van.' She told the engineer who started working on her chair immediately. Korra watched in awe as she saw this amazing woman do her thing. It shouldn't be this way; how was it that she got to watch this amazing woman and got paid for it. After half an hour, Asami told her she was done, placed the chair on the floor, and gave Asami the red spray-can.

'Have fan.' She told Korra as she sat down to watch her.

'Don't be daft.' Korra tossed her the blue can towards Asami with precision. 'You're a part of this.'

They painted the metallic parts of the chair with quick glances and soft smiles towards the other woman, they stopped when Korra missed the chair and painted a whole part of Asami's black jeans red.

'Hey, watch it.' Asami said Korra couldn't help but smile as Asami turned around and showed her ass, now as red as a Ferrari. 'Not funny.'

Korra kept on laughing until Asami gave her shirt and pants a nice blue cross.

'You Bitch!' She retaliated by spraying Asami's white tank top. Asami then ran away, leaving Korra to push herself up by her arms and drop herself in the newly painted chair, most paint was already dried up so she didn't get any more on her clothing as she wheeled of to chase Asami.

'Miss Sato, where are you.' Korra said, Asami hadn't seen her get into the chair and didn't know it, so Korra was planning a trap. 'Help me, I can't get up.'

She went behind the van and watched as she saw as Asami got op from behind a sports car and walk towards the back of the seat with the can in her hand, intending to surprise Korra. The tanned woman was one step before her, wheeling silently behind Asami.

'Got you!' Asami yelled, then turned silent as Korra wasn't in the car seat. This was the opening Korra was waiting for. She held her can against the black hair of Asami as she grabbed Asami with her other arm and pulled her towards her so that she was seated now on Korra's lap in a hold.

'Give up?' Korra held Asami in an iron grip.

'Yes, you've won.' Asami said as she lowered her can and stopped her wriggling

'Victor takes the spoils.' Korra joked.

'I offer myself in your service.' Asami said as she turned around in Korra's lap and hung her head in submission.

'I could use a massage, and maybe some clothes, mine are ruined.' Korra said, still griping the raven-haired woman in her arms.

'It will be my pleasure and my treat.' Asami said as her face moved closer towards Korra. 'You want anything else?'

'I can think of one thing…' Korra leaned down, their faces mere centimetres apart.

*Ring*

'Doorbell.' Groaned Asami.

Hey Asami, we're here. You missed dinner with us yesterday, so we decided to make it for you now.

'You better open the door.' Korra said as she released the breath, she didn't know she was holding.

'Just my best friend and her mum.' Asami told her. 'Do you want to stay for dinner? Suyin can cook like no other.'

They walked back towards the main house, neither mentioning the kiss they would have had, but that didn't mean it wasn't on both their minds.