Asami

Today we're moving into our first home together. Even though I'm excited, the stress of moving everything has embedded itself into my body.

Our new home isn't an apartment complex, but a townhouse. A choice that I'm grateful for, because the thought of maneuvering all our items, would look like college move in day all over again.

However, those carts would be quite useful right now.

Speaking of college. I was very smart when it came to packing, because I made a list of all the things I was keeping and donating. You really don't know what you've, until you've to downsize. And there were a few moments where I felt like I was on that TLC show Hoaders.

I'm not saying I hold a collection of numerous items, but I just couldn't see myself donating my Goofy piggy bank from 1995. You never know when the market might crash, so to save myself from looking goofy myself, I'll keep my retro bank.

"Alright! I'm leaving." Korra says, coming down the steps in a hurry.

"Going where? Don't you see us occupied with. Gez I don't know? Moving into our new home together." I playfully tease.

"I'm picking up my U-Haul." She answers.

"What? I thought you were bringing in your stuff, one day at a time."

Korra has one more week on her lease, so we decided it would easier on us, if I just moved in my things today. This whole U-Haul thing, completely took me off guard.

"Well, that's what I thought too. But then I realized, I don't have a lot of stuff, so why not get it over with?" She replies, heading over to her car. Which causes me to set my lamp onto the sidewalk to follow her.

"Korra, we still have a lot of unloading to do."

She opens her car door and looks at me like she doesn't see the problem, but I see it! I see numerous of unpacked items kinds.

"Honey, I'll be right back. Then we'll be moved in no time." She says, moving towards a kiss, but I back away to avoid such action.

You can't just leave me stranded, and expect love and affection. This should be illegal, just like my car blocking the fire hydrant. Which is why we need to get this done, as quickly as possible!

"Korra you can't just leave me here alone. This is 'our' home, not mine. You've to be here."

She chuckles.

"And I will, but you're holding me up. The sooner I get the truck, the quicker we can enjoy 'our' home. And beside, you aren't alone." She says.

I know she feels guilty for this foolish action of her's, because she can't even smile and look at me in the eyes. She's too busy looking over my shoulder, which annoys me more. Because what's more important than seeing our new life together?

When I turn around to see what's stealing her attention, a similar smile appears on my face.

"Yes! The generic version of Queer Eye are here, to redesign your whole life, Honey." Baatar shouts, to the streets of New York. His posse consists of Suki, Kuvira, Bolin, and Opal. And I couldn't have asked for a better fab five.

"See! I told you, you wouldn't be alone." My girlfriend says with a smug look.

I can't believe she called all them to help me! She's a good person after all.

"You did all of this for me?" I ask, with heart eyes.

"Of course. You know it takes five people to replace me."She teases.

"You're right. You're the real deal." I counter.

"Exactly. Now can I take my car?" She asks. And my answer is a very nice kiss.

"Be safe."

"I will. Try not to break anything before I get back." She says, before driving off.

With her out in the distance, I head over to the gang and they all look ready to work.

"Thank you all for helping." I state, while giving each and everyone a hug.

"No problem, Asami. You know we love the both of you." Opal replies.

"Yeah. And whatever speeds up the process of you two sleeping together." Vira adds, which gets a glare from me.

"Now. Now. Kuvira. Don't make fun of their lifestyle choices." Baatar defends, which I'm grateful for.

"Thank's Baatar, it's nice to know there is one mature member in your relationship."

"You're welcome, Sami. What room do you want me to put the twin beds?" He says, which gets everyone to laugh, but me.

These folks may be helping me out physically, but they aren't much help when it comes to my emotional side.

Korra

The reason I decided to move in today, was because I couldn't wait to share a home with the person I love. And based on my new investment, I can see bigger and better things in our future already.

As I'm driving, I see my father calling on the dash. It's been awhile since we had a full conversation, it's usually him sending his love whenever I talk to my mother. He's quite busy with the church anyway, so I know he probably feels guilty on his part too.

I place the call onto speaker, and I'm greeted with his lovable booming voice.

"How's my little superstar?"

"I'm great, Dad. How are you?"

"Well. Your mother is making me eat healthier. Which means, no more Fast Food Fridays."

"Aw. How dare your wife try to make you live longer?" I tease.

"I agree. I'm a man of God, and he'll take me whenever he feels it's fit. Until then, let a man have his Whoopers"

I laugh, hearing my father's well missed sense of humor.

"How are you, I didn't call at a bad time, did I?"

I approach a stop light, and watch as a collection of pedestrians make their way across. It's around noon, so traffic is pretty hectic, but not night like.

I'm in no rush either, because I already have the items I'm bringing, stacked across my floor. Asami on the other hand, was a struggle. Because it took a lot of convincing, to prevent her from bringing in her whole apartment.

Don't get me wrong, her furniture is very nice, but it's out of place when it comes to our home. Everything is catered to fit her chic apartment. With our townhouse, we've a little more room to expand. And I can't wait for us to shop together to make the home, into our's.

"Not really, just heading home to pick up a few things."

As my father talks about how the church got new windows. I start to feel guilty for not keeping him in the loop. I know we all get busy sometimes, but if he can take the time to tell me about his new experiences, I can too.

I want to be able to keep my father up to date about everything. So when he calls, it's not like we're playing catch up.

"Dad?" I ask, cutting him off mid sentence.

"That's me!"

"Haha..Yep… That's you. I wanted to tell you something."

"What's wrong?"

The concern in his voice, quickly causes me to be nervous. But the changing of the light from red to green, takes my mind off my fear, and I focus on driving.

"Nothing is wrong, I'm just driving. Driving to pack up my apartment..."

"Are you going on another fight tour with Suki?" He asks.

"Oh no. She's always ready to fight, but I didn't book her anything. We both sort of want to enjoy the silence for a bit."

"Then why are you packing?"

I turn right to get onto my street, and try to look for some street parking that can fit this truck. After I find one, I turn the truck off, just so I can talk and breathe.

"My lease is up in a week, so I'm no longer staying here."

"I see. Did you get something better?" He asks.

"Yes, I actually did. It's a townhouse, in East Village. "

"That's an expensive area for someone who's going to be hardly there, with your traveling and all."

"Don't worry about the price, I'm making decent money and have a bigger deal coming."

"What's the deal?"

"Tenzin offered me to be not just one of the coaches, but the co owner of Element. It's nothing special, he just wants to know the place will be in good hands when he retires."

When he brought this to me, I was honestly hesitant. I know nothing about the business side of our studio. I just want to coach my one fighter and go home. But after talking with Hiroshi, I learned that managing a business isn't as hard when you've a passion in what you're putting out. I appreciate the art of martial arts, and I love helping people too.

Tenzin believed in me, when a lot of people didn't when I first started out. Why not believe in this company?

" Nothing special!? Do you know how much revenue you'll be bringing in? Especially with you already being the coach of one of the newest/hottest fighters. This is huge, Korra. I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you, Dad."

"I'm serious! This is beautiful news. I'm sorry your mother and I weren't very active in your fighting while you were doing it. It was just something I couldn't see as a career. But you most certainly, proved us wrong. And the maturity you displayed by becoming not just a coach, but a now a partner, is huge. You'll do well with your new position."

"How do you know? I've no idea what it's like running a business! I never graduated from college or done anything remotely business wise." I defend.

"It's never too late to learn, and you've many teachers around you. Including Tenzin. When I started my role in the church, I was very young. I had no clue how to lead people. But when you've passion, you can do anything. It'll come to you eventually. You've represented your faith throughout your fighting career. Go into this new chapter in your life, with the same. You've grown into a remarkable woman. And I'm proud to call you my daughter."

I can't help but feel happy tears rest in my eyes.

"Does your mother know about this?" He asks, genuinely excited.

"No, you're actually the first."

"Well, that's a first. I'm sure your mother would be jealous hearing this."

"Thanks, Dad. You're making me tear up though." I reply, wiping my eyes, thankful for the height of the truck so people don't see me crying. When I hear no reply, I look up and see the call ended.

I reach for my phone on the dash, to redial. But when I do, I'm startled by someone knocking onto my window.

"No tears on move in day." My father says with a giant smile that gets me to open the door and run into his arms.

"What are you doing here?"

"Your mother told me you were moving in with Asami today, and I thought I would be a helping hand. I wasn't sure if you were at the new place yet, so I'm glad I wasn't too late."

"That's really sweet of you. I don't have much, but you saved me a lot of time."

"See! You really did need me after all."

"Your help could never be a negative, Dad."

We make our way into the complex building, and the first thing he comments about, is how the hallways look creepy.

I smile to myself, because Asami thought that too when she first came here. Despite the unpopular opinions, I'm going to miss these halls. The past countless nights, where I was too sore to walk, and the support of the walls saved me. Will forever be precious to me.

I open my door, and all my items are already there ready to be taken. But instead of grabbing the nearest thing by exit, he steps inside.

"This was a decent place to live in by yourself, but I couldn't see you and Asami living together here. You want a place that represents the type of love you two have for each other."

What he just said, causes me to drop the several bags in my hands.

He motions for me to the table and I take the seat across from him.

"How did you know?" I ask, feeling rather embarrassed, than guilty.

"Your mother. She told me you kicked her out during her visit. When I asked why, she told me you were committing an hideous act. When I asked her what she meant, she just kept saying Asami's name. And I just knew from there. I seen you two together, Korra. I always knew there was a different type of bond you and her shared. "

"I didn't mean to upset mom like that. It wasn't my proudest moment."

My father and I's relationship compared to my mother's, isn't bad, just not as engaging. I wouldn't say he's behind the scenes either, because he's always there when I need him. The point I'm trying to make, is this conversation isn't the easiest to have.

"What encouraged you to make this decision?" He asks.

"Me dating Asami or moving in?"

"The moving in, bit. Because you never showed an interests into moving in with anyone. Despite you being the genuine loving person, you still always had that independent barrier."

" It was never an independent thing, Dad. I've never been the type to avoid things or work things out on my own. It was actually the opposite."

I take a moment to really think about the relief I feel, finally admitting this out loud.

"I appreciate your modesty when it comes to why I didn't want to move in with Mako back then, but I was in a whole different situation and mindset. I was a fighter. I needed people around me constantly. To help me, train, focus, eat, the whole works. I even needed someone to love me for me.

I needed that balance to feel sane. I didn't want to admit it but, my choice of living alone was the first selfless choice I ever made. And I'm grateful for such an action. Because even though I didn't know it, living alone gave me the space I needed to love myself.

And when I took that break after my last fight and before coaching. I learned I could've/feel that same type of love for myself, anywhere. I'm confident in my decision, because I know I can love us both anywhere.

What difference does it make, if it's under the same roof?"

Asami

I'm so glad we chose to use my couch, it's so much comfier. And so many memories were created on it.

"Hey! You remember, when you found $20 from the couch cushion from that one guy you had sleep over?" I ask Vira, as I stare at the grey couch.

My best friend laughs, before standing beside me to admire the piece too.

"Oh yeah. His name was Craig. And don't put the blame on me. You practically talked me into bringing him home. You were so bad in college. Now look at you, settling down." She says, in disgust.

"We're not settling down!" I defend, while we both sit on the couch while Suki and Baatar carry the couch into the room.

"Who doesn't feel money leaving their pocket?" I ask to myself.

"A guy trying to get a condom out in a rush."

Kuvira's disturbing explanation, makes her boyfriend drop the end of the couch he was holding, causing Suki to be burdened with the weight.

"WHAT!?"

"Oh relax, Baatar. We didn't even know each other back then. And besides, don't act like you weren't hooking up before me."

"Well, yeah. But you don't see me reminiscing about it, over a stupid couch!"

"Screw this, the couch is going here." Suki says, while dropping the other end.

I'm just about to protest, but I realize the the spot is perfect.

I'll allow it.

Everything is starting to come together. I'm thankful that Korra and I will be making more purchases towards our home together. Because that saves me from being overwhelmed at some of the emptiness of our home.

The goal for today is just to move in our essentials, the fun stuff is soon to come. I also put off decorating my art studio, until after the home is completed. I want all my creative focus, to be based on inspiration, and not trying to fill it as soon as possible.

"How do you feel about being an uncle?" Suki asks Bolin, as she starts setting the house plants against the corners of each room.

Bolin smiles, and wipes the sweat off his face.

"Nervous, but very stoked! I never been an uncle before. Hopefully I can be the best one. Or maybe I'll be the worse? Oh well, I guess we'll find out when baby Mako is born."

The announcement of Jin and Mako's new baby was a shocker, but I wish them nothing but the best. After the announcement, dinner went surprisingly smoothly. Korra and I spoke about it some more after, and she told me she was happy for him. But it definitely took some getting used to, seeing the man she was once involved with, with a family.

"Where do you want this giant picture?" Bo asks, through frequent breathes, bringing in the living room staple.

I quickly rush over to help him, and lead him to the direction I want.

"Be careful, Bolin. This is very important." I express, while he nearly trips over Kuvira's leg, as she sits on the couch with her boyfriend.

I swear, my best friend is only useful when I don't really need her.

He helps me center the 30x23 frame on the wall, then we all step back to admire the giant photo of Korra and I.

It's a selfie of us, and one of my favorites.

Korra took it back when, I invited her over to my house and we watched a movie together. It was also taken right before we shared our first 'consensual' kiss.

"Aww. That's so cute." Opal, says.

"Pfft. I think it's cheesy." Jr. says, looking up at the poster.

"It's not cheesy! It's art, and the people at the photo shop thought it was nice."

"They've to say that, you probably spent thousands on that billboard. Damn. You two are living together as a couple, why do you need another reminder?" Suki adds.

"Because we love each other." Korra teases, while stepping inside.

A giant smile appears on my face, because I no longer have to defend myself alone.

I cry myself to sleep.

Just as I'm about to rush over to give her a welcoming hug, her father steps into our doorway.

"Stop aside, a God loving man, is coming in." Tonraq says.

"Ight imma head out." Jr. says, while getting up, causing his girlfriend to hold him into place.

"Hello, Asami." Tonraq says, in his booming voice.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Waters. What brings you into the neighborhood?"

He chuckles then looks over to his daughter, who is trying to hide her shyness.

"I just wanted to help with the moving process and officially meet her new partner."

After I hear such words come out of his mouth, I'm not sure if I'm dehydrated, over lifting, or need to clean out my ears.

"Ight imma stay." Jr, states with a suspenseful smile on his face.

Completely ignoring his previous words, I look over at Korra in excitement and disbelief.

"You told him?!"

She leans her back against the wall and nods. "Yeaaa."

"About us!?"

Another smile. "Yup."

"About us being in a relationship!?"

"That's the truth." She replies, getting off the wall, and head toward me, bringing me into a kiss which causing me to giggle all innocently.

"Korra. Stop. You know how I feel about P.D.A. Gosh, Tonraq. I swear we're not like this all the time."

Opal:"SHE'S LYING!"

Suki: "SHE'S ALWAYS TOUCHING HER!"

Baatar: "SHE'S GOING TO HELL!"

I ignore the Movers' comments and smile at Korra's father.

Okay. Maybe I am lying to make myself look good, but wouldn't you? This is her father we're talking about! I need to be on my best behavior.

Luckily, Tonraq just laughs off the comments, and pulls out his wallet.

"I want to thank you all for helping today. It's not much, but something."

"Dad. It's okay. I offered to buy them dinner." Korra stresses, but all our friends get in line like school children.

"Oh relax, Korra. This money is coming straight out of the church's pocket anyway. He's not wasting a dime." The religious man, glares at my foolish frie..No! He's not a friend. Honestly. I don't even think he ever was. He was just a previous coworker that I cracked jokes with. And ever since I left, I been the joke!

I swear after we finish moving Korra's stuff in, I'm going to devote a day to find new friends in this neighborhood to replace the ones I've now.

Korra

With everything all moved in, I can finally enjoy the silence of my evening with my new roommate.

Despite having enough things and a bed in our room, we opt for the floor as we play UNO.

Naga's laying on Asami, and she took fond of her company these past months, that I feel like she's her dog now.

So far we're in our third round, and I can already feel the exhaustion sneaking up on me, but I'm not going to stop playing until she feels tired. A part of me thinks her competitive streak, is giving her the adrenaline to stay up.

I drop a green card, and she drops down a green draw two. And at this rate, I've collected enough cards to build my own pull out deck.

"You're really terrible at this game." She says, all happily.

"Maybe I'm just letting you win." I answer, trying to suppress a yawn. My teasing comment doesn't sit well with her, because she starts getting defensive.

"Oh! You're letting me win? That's not true at all, because I'm killer at this game. One time, I beat an entire room at UNO."

I can't help but laugh at her seriousness for this game.

"I bet Harvard is really gunning for you to enter to their undergrad program."

She roll her eyes, and this time I can't fight the yawn and it comes out.

"Are you tired?" She asks, all sympathetic and I can't help but nod, as I drop a wild card. "Blue."

"Aww. Your sleepiness isn't gonna stop you from this loss." She then yells "UNO!" and drops all blue cards, which gets Naga to hop from her, and head over to her dogie bed.

She opens her arms for me to come over, and I drag my body across the floor until I surrendered into her arms. "Aw. Did I bruise your ego?" She asks, kissing the top of my forehead.

"I hardly use violence to solve conflicts out the ring, but I most certainly could see myself getting on the verge of a mean arm wrestle fight with you. Your game smack talk, needs to relax."

She tilts her head back and laughs.

"I guess whenever I enter a UNO tournament , you shouldn't go against me."

"Clearly! I need to stand back and watch, just in case I need to fight someone who gets just as offended by your trash talk."

"Speaking of talk. How did that one go with your dad? Seeing him was a big surprise. What's up with your family anyway? "

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Does the Waters just love coming unannounced? First it was you in the elevator, Senna in New York, then Your father now. No wonder the Christians weren't shocked when Jesus was inside Mary. You people live for surprises.

The fact I'm going to be hearing her silly mind 24/7 now, is nothing but a gift.

"I can understand where you're coming from. I was in shock finding my father at my old apartment too. Apparently he always knew you and I were together."

"What!?" She asks, looking down at me with bug eyes.

"Yup. My mother told him, the same day I told her."

"But didn't she say for you to not tell him? Why would she?"

I shrug.

"I don't really know. But then again, I sometimes forget that my parents are in a relationship too."

Asami laughs. "Duh. They're married."

"I know. But. I think we sometimes forget that our parents had history before we're born, and continue to make memories together. The majority of the time, they went through the same things we did. And I think my mother didn't want to tell him, because of their shared faith. But what maybe caused her to tell him, was their connection before that. As people who were aware of each other's insecurities and past."

"You're right. That very well could be true."

"I also think, that same reason influenced my father's acceptance on why moving in with you was a good choice."

As I lay in her lap, I stare up into her eyes and see the seriousness in it. Not in a way where she's defensive or upset, but in a listening way.

"I basically told him I was ready to accept and work towards our story. One that didn't involve our past, or the people that I thought made not just us, but me. I'm confident in myself, but I'm also human. So, I'm not sure if we'll have a happily ever after, but I know for a fact, we won't have a bad ending. As long as we continue doing what we do everyday. Which is, loving ourselves just as hard as we love each other. Because that same love brought me to you, and I know it'll bring me back in whatever way."

As I'm looking up at her, I can see her eyes start to water. And even from this angle she's still gorgeous with tears.

"Aw. Korra that was so sweet. I feel the same way, we both worked so hard to get to where we're at. I think it's time. No. We deserve this. We deserve to accept being happy for ourselves. And I'm even happier with you."

"I'm happy with you too." I reply, getting up to try to wipe her tears with the hem of my shirt. But just before I could bring the fabric to her eye, she slowly pushes my hand down and pulls me into a kiss. And I put so much intensity into returning the same love and passion. I find my nails digging into her thigh to steady myself. It's not enough pressure to draw blood, but I know it'll leave a temporary mark.

I pull away from her not because of what's going on, but because I see no point in us doing this, like this.

As I get up, I offer my hand, and she looks up at me confused.

"Come on, I think we deserve to spend our first time in bed."

Despite my simplest of words, she still looks up at me in disbelief, but takes my hand.

I draw back the covers, and she slides in, still starring up at me in a trance while I take off my pants.

When I finally enter the covers, and wrap my arms around her she stutters, "You mean first time sleeping in this apartment or 'first time' 'first time?"

If this is what it feels like to be in love, I would go through the same length to get a name too.

The End

Author's Note

Did they do the do? Will they get married? Kids? Be godparents? Who know? But the greatest take away is they're finally getting a story for themselves.

I appreciate you all for welcoming this story back.( Even gaining more follows along the way.)

I hope you all embrace on your new journeys, whenever and wherever it takes you. Glad this fic was apart of it somehow.

I'm still working on my other stories, but I might post a one-shot from time to time.

Thoughts are appreciated.

Thank You :)