Life has been great, taking in fact I haven't made a move on Korra yet. I might be officially over her. I knew this was just be a phase.I don't know why I overreacted. Korra and I are just best friends. I mean... don't all friends send each other goodnight and good morning paragraphs, everyday?
My personal life isn't the only thing under control, my work life is as well. This company hasn't received a compliant in weeks. Maybe things here are turning around for the good.
Baatar and Ginger and tied up on Mako's holiday board. I have yet to win a lunch meeting with Mako and truthfully, I don't want to!
That's right. I been purposely losing, to avoid another awkward moment with my boss. Mako looks at me so differently now and it creeps me out!
"Soooo Asami, how do you like my ugly sweater?" Baatar asks.
"It's alright." I reply, finishing my sketch.
My friend stops his runaway walk and gasps.
"Are you serious? This is the ugliest sweater I own. It used to be one of my exs. He wanted it back, but I said no. So here I am, rocking it today."
"Yes, here you are."
"Hmmm, yours isn't that bad. Actually…it's the best sweater I seen all morning."Baatar says, grabbing the fabric of my very itchy top.
"Are you kidding? I'm just wearing a mustard yellow fuzzy sweater. There is no holiday spirit in it." I reply.
"If that's the case, why do you have the most votes?"
"What?"
I get up from my desk and storm over to the voting station. There is no way, I'm winning. I literally put zero thought nor effort in my attire today.
I get to the station and see my box halfway fulled with votes.
"Are you serious? Why is everyone voting for me?" I ask the office.
"Because you have the best sweater." Ginger replies.
I quickly start taking out the votes.
"What are you doing?" Bolin asks.
"I don't want to win!"
"That's not your decision to decide, Sami!" he defends, trying to take the strips of paper out of my hand.
"Baatar help me!" I yell, as Bolin and I fight for control.
"Sure. As long as you put your votes in my cup."
"No way, that's cheating." Ginger states, running over to help Bolin gain custody.
"Let go, Asami." Bolin groans.
"No! I don't want to win!"
"Let me win. Ginger doesn't deserve it." Baatar yells.
"I can fire you, you know?" Ginger yells back.
We're so engage in our fight that no one notices Mako standing behind us.
"What's going on here?" he asks.
Bolin and I drop the votes and we look at our boss.
Baatar steps forward and touches Mako's red and Santa themed sweater.
" Sir, may I say, your sweater looks rather cute on you." he says with a cheesy grin.
"Stop sucking up, Baatar. Asami was giving her votes away. Which goes against the rules."
I stare at Ginger in awe for being such a snitch.
Mako looks over at me, waiting for an explanation.
"Is that true, Miss Sato?"
"Yes. But you have to understand, there are so many great sweaters here. My sweater isn't that great."
"Miss Sato, I admire how you think of others, but you have to put yourself first. You deserve to win. Therefore you're the official winner of the lunch date with me." he says.
"But…"
"This Friday, Miss Sato. Also I'm going to put an anonymous box up. To avoid people from stealing votes. This is an office, not the Colosseum."
Everyone agrees and Mako heads back to his office. Once he's out of sight, I glare at Ginger.
"Not cool."
She shrugs.
"I'm just trying to play fair" she replies, walking away.
"I will claim victory, Ginger! I will conquer!" Baatar shouts.
I don't want to eat with Mako!
I storm up the stairs of the building, ignoring the polite greetings from people. I don't have time to address anyone. I need to get to Korra, she said it was an emergency. As soon as my lunch break started, I drove to Element Kickboxing's studio. I wonder if Mako know's if something is wrong. He didn't look worried when I stormed off. Maybe she was in so much danger, and I was the only one she could send a text to. I can see her now being on her death bed, nurses asking who to contact, and her response would be her wife Asami Sato.
Okay. Maybe I'm being a bit over dramatic but I'm worried!
I push open the door and scan the room full of people and punching bags. I finally spot Korra and I sigh in relief. She's not hurt or on her death bed. She's actually working with some guy, in a fighting ring.
"Korra?" I shout.
The fighter waves and duck through the ropes.
"Hey you." she says, lifting me off the ground for a hug.
I'm too busy trying to get my heart rate under control, that I don't even notice that Korra is wearing nothing but a sports bra and boxing shorts.
She finally puts me down and points to my outfit.
"Cute top." she tease.
"No it's 's ugly sweater day at I knew you wanted to see me, I would have changed."
She looks at me confused.
"Why would you change?"
Great, now she thinks you want to look your best, every time you see her!
"What's the emergency?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Oh…the emergency is... I wanted to see you. It's been three whole days since we last saw each other."
"You counted?"
"Duhh, I also wanted you to meet my coach Tenzin."
We walk into the ring and the man she was working with, bows to me.
"You must be Asami." He says shaking my hand.
Tenzin, is very tall, looks in his 40s, super buff, and has the beard of a champion.
"Yes, Sir. You must be Tenzin."
"Let me guess, Korra told you I was evil."
"Noooo, not at all. I heard nothing but great things. You have great kids by the way."
"You're just saying that. My kids are evil. Thank you for stopping my superstar from killing Kai. I don't like the boy, but killing a teenager would be bad press for Korra. Especially with her upcoming fight." he replies.
I deserve a medal for my bravery that day!
I gave Jinora my number, just in case she ever wanted to talk. I know it's probably hard for her to deal with things, especially with Korra over protective self. I also found out that she want's to be a graphic artist, just like me. She also sent me sketches. They're a bit dark, but she has a unique style.
"Um Korra can I talk to you for a sec?"
I turn around and see a girl with light brown hair in a half top knot.
"Sure. What's up?" Korra replies, running over to the girl, leaving me with her coach.
"So how is her training ?" I ask.
Tenzin wipes the sweat off his face.
"She's doing really well, she has a lot of energy. I'm trying to get her to really push herself. Sometimes I think she's holding out on me. I'm positive that she will do well, but I need her to give her all. "
"I'm sure she will. " I reply.
"I'm sure as well. KORRA, BREAK IS OVER! Tenzin booms which was unexpected.
Korra jogs back over and wipes her sweaty hair on me, on purpose.
"This is Suki." Korra states.
I extend my hand out to Korra's friend.
"I'm Asami."
Suki grabs my hand and brings it up to her lips.
"Enchanté Belle."
Korra hits her friend's shoulder.
"Your Mother is from France, not you. Speak English."
Suki drops my hand.
"Nice to meet you, Beautiful." She says.
"Suki, would like to teach you some boxing combinations. She's second best here, so... you should be in good hands." Korra says, patting my back.
"I didn't bring any work out clothes." I reply.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Korra will let you borrow her spare shirt. Since... she doesn't believe in wearing one in this studio." Suki tease.
"How else will I remember how many abs I have?" Korra whines.
"With your mind loser."Suki replies, grabbing my hand.
We step out of the locker room and I feel ridiculous.
"Are you alright?" Suki asks.
"Yes, I just feel a bit out of place. Everyone here seems to be in their zone. It's been months since I last entered my dojo."
" Don't let anyone intimidate you. Everyone is on their own level, even Korra. Despite how vicious she looks,I'm sure she feels the same way sometimes."
I look over at Korra who's now throwing kicks at Tenzin.
"How come you haven't beat the champ yet?" I ask.
Suki rolls her eyes in amusement from my question.
"She's a special fighter, alright. Usually most opponents anticipates their opponents next move. When it comes to fighting Korra, you can barely read her mind. Which is an advantage for her. Damn, even I have a hard time classifying her behavior, as just a friend."
And I thought I was the only one!
"So what are we doing?" I ask ,hopping up and down sending jabs.
"Haha, take it easy Tiger. We're going to focus on your form right now."
" I know how to get into fighting stance." I reply.
"Yeah in Jujutsu. This is kick-boxing, you're supposed to be more loose."
I hop up and down again.
"I am loose! I had two cups of coffee this morning."
"Drôle"
"You think I'm funny?" I ask, understanding the French word.
"Yes, you speak French?" she asks excitedly.
"A little bit. Just the common phases."
"Nice, I'll enjoy teaching you more. Right after I teach you how to let loose."
Suki places both her hands on my hip and uses her foot to extend my foot placement. So they aren't, so close together.
"Now you're a fighter." She says lowly, where I can finally catch her accent.
" I'm a fighter, that fast?" I tease.
"I think your beauty would knock out any..."
Suki's words are drowned out, by the sound of someone pounding a bag rapidly and with force."
"That's it Korra!" Tenzin yells.
I smile in amazement, watching Korra tear through that bag. Why would Tenzin be worried,she's doing more than fine. I would hate to be the person on the bag's end.
"Damn Korra! You go girl." Suki cheers.
"Azula is no match for her. Let me go get you some gloves, then we can begin."
Suki heads off and I take the time to watch Korra. She's so quick on her feet. It's like she doesn't get tired. She's a beast when it comes to fighting!
"Hey I'm back!"
I take my glaze off the fighter and bring my attention back to Suki. She helps me put on the gloves and I slam my fists together.
"Alright, to avoid any injuries. We're going to have a test run. When I hold the red pad, I want you to jab with your dominate hand. When I hold the black one, I want you to cross. After I see you have the concept down, I will add bobbing and weaving, to the mix."
"No need for a trial run, fighting isn't new to me."
Suki steps back amused.
"If that's so. Why didn't you ask me for your mouth guard yet?" she replies, tossing me one.
"Because I know you won't come close to hitting my mouth."
"And why is that?"
"Because I will keep my guard up." I say with a wink.
"Asami, I'm liking you more and more."
She holds up the red pad and I jab, which makes Suki stumble a little.
"What's wrong? Too much force?"
"No, not enough."
She gets back into her stance and quickly shouts combinations, which I execute greatly.
I missed fighting. I understand why people love it so much, I feel so alive. I start adding kicks in and Suki is doing a great job moving the pads, so I have a target.
"I think you should drop the pads and fight me forreal." I say through my mouth guard.
"What?" she asks coming towards me.
I take out my mouth guard.
"I think you should fight me forreal." I reply.
she smirks.
"I heard you the first time. I just wanted to use the lack of hearing you, as an excuse to get closer to you."
"Is sweet talking your opponent, your advantage?" I flirt back.
"It would be, If all my opponents looked like you."
"Geez, Korra. You put a hole into my punching bag." Tenzin yells, in disbelief.
"LET'S GO, AGAIN!" Korra yells.
She's really pumped, I wished I had her energy.
Suki throws her pads to the ground and sends a collection of combinations at me. which I dodge with of her hits, catches me, but the fights isn't over yet.
"Come on Asami, what are you scarred of?"
"Hmm, probably taking your title as Second Best." I reply, sending a hook to her side.
"Optimism. I like it."
I set my leg up to do a crescent kick but before it can land. I hear Korra let out a groan of frustration and I instantly forget what I was doing. Which was my mistake because Suki grabs my kick halfway in the air. Which causes me to lean forward, catching her glove to my right eye.
" Oh my Gosh! Asami are you okay?"
Before I could reply, Suki is sent flying across the room by Korra.
"What did you do?" she asks, frantic.
I'm lifted off the ground, clinching my eye.
"Let me see!"
"Korra, it's fine. Stop freaking out."
She pulls my hand away and stares at my watery eye.
"I'll go get some ice." Suki says, getting up.
Korra carries me to a bench and sets me down.
"Ugh, this is all my fault." she says, clearly upset.
"No, it's my fault. I got distracted." I defend.
"NO iT'S MINE! Suki was was too busy flirting instead of, making sure you were in good hands!"
I haven't seen Korra this upset, since the Christmas mall fight and she wasn't nearly as hurt, compared to now.
"WHERE IS SUK..?" before Korra could yell out, I place my hand on the side of her face so she's looking at me.
"Please take a deep breath. I'm here, I'm fine, and I'm going to be okay."
Our eyes met and she nods.
"You're going to bruise though?"
"How do you know?" I ask.
"Trust me, I'm a fighter. I know when there is going to be a bruise."
Suki rushes over to me with the ice and I move my hand off Korra's face.
"I'm so sorry Asami."
Korra snatches the packet from her hand.
"Don't! You done enough."
Before Suki walks off in shame, I stop her.
" Korra apologize."
"What? why?"
"Because It wasn't Suki's fault. I wasn't paying attention. I wanted her to treat me like a real opponent and she did. You don't stop a fight just because your opponent's head is not in the game. You continue regardless."
I grab Suki's hand.
"You're one heck of fighter and I would enjoy a rematch. Not today, but soon."
A smile appears on her face.
"I would enjoy that." she replies, bringing my hand up for another kiss. Then turning to her friend.
"Korra, I'm sorry, I hurt your precious friend." Suki tease.
"I'm sorry, I pushed you, yelled at you, and slashed your tires."
"What?"
Korra laughs and gives Suki a hug.
"I'm kidding."
"I don't believe you, I'm checking." Suki shouts, pulling away and running out of the door.
I bring my attention back on the stubborn MMA fighter.
"What's your problem?" I ask.
"Nothing…I just find it funny how… you can take your new friend's side."
I laugh and wrap my arms around her.
"Aww are you jealous?" I tease.
"No, I told you. I get very passionate. Also I was supposed to teach you how to fight, not her." She whines.
"I don't want you to teach me, I want you to fight me. I watched you up there and you don't scare me one bit."
"Hmmm, you say that now. Let me walk you back to your job."
"Korra, I'm fin…"
"Shhhh, it gives me a reason to end training early. Just pretend to be hurt."
She puts my arm around her shoulder and we begin to walk.
"Why are you carrying my weight?" I ask confused. My leg isn't broken!
"Shhh, follow along." she whispers.
"Hey Superstar! You ready to get back? " Tenzin asks, pumped.
"About that…. Asami was hit pretty hard and I'm going to walk her back to work."
"I thought she was hit in the eye, not leg. Why are you carrying her?" he asks.
We both look down at my leg.
"My legs feel a bit numb, I had a lot of foot action. You know what they say about leg day." I reply.
Tenzin nods.
"Very well. I guess we can call an early end to training but I want you to..."
"Okay, bye" Korra replies, moving us through the door, before hearing what Tenzin had to say.
The moment we step into Fire Ferrets, I notice everyone is quiet.
"What's going on?" I ask, making the room erupt with groans.
"Way to go Asami. You ruined our mannequin challenge." Baatar groans.
"I didn't know!" I reply.
"Woah, look at that shiner." Bolin yells, rushing over to examine my eye.
"Did you do that to her?" Bolin asks Korra.
"No. Another person at my Element did it!"
"You didn't kick their butts, did you?" Mako asks, coming out his office.
"Almost did." Korra replies with a smirk.
Mako pulls Korra into a kiss, but she turns her head so it lands on her cheek.
"How are you Babe?" she asks, with a glow in her eye.
"Amazing now, seeing you."
I think I'm going to be sick.
"Stay with me. You can watch me make this company millions."
"I wish but... Tenzin wants me to come back and finish training. I just wanted to drop Asami off."
Mako looks in my direction and smiles.
"That shirt looks familiar." he says, pointing to my attire.
I look down at the number 43 t shirt that Korra lent me.
"Yep, she's rocking my lucky number, since you won't" Korra tease, punching Mako's shoulder.
" I told you. I would get your number tatted on me."
Korra groans.
"What's next? Names?"
"Yep, because just like a tattoo. You having my last name will be permanent."
Ugh, can they just stop being such a cute couple?
"I don't know how my Father would feel about that." she tease.
"Pastor Tonraq, will learn to live with it."
Her Father is a Pastor too! Why would he let his precious daughter date the devil?
"I guess he would." she replies giving him a kiss.
For some reason I'm starting to get overly passionate.
Korra pulls away from her suppose lover and approaches me.
"I would go back and retrieve your sweater, but I doubt anyone would take it. It's ugly Asami!"
"I would give you back your shirt, but I have nothing else to wear." I tease back.
Korra pulls me into a hug.
"Would it be wrong if I told you, l still wanted my shirt back, even after hearing your dilemma?" she whispers into my ear.
Before I could process or even respond she pulls away from me.
"Have a good day everyone." She yells, through the office.
"See you Korra!" Everyone yells back.
Even the office loves her!
As Korra exits, I can't help but realize that Korra lied about going back to see Tenzin. Why?
Also should I overthink her last comment? She was joking right? Right?
Thanks everyone for the reviews, every time I read one, it motivates me to update!
Next Chapter Korra and Mako's lunch date. Who thinks Korra was jealous, while training? Also I like Suki lol
Thoughts are appreciated.