"Just make yourself at home and I'll go.. change-be real quick."

Don't mind me, "sure, take your time." Asami waited until Korra had walked into her room before releasing the lump she had in her throat. What am I doing?

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

"Hello? Hey-yeah she's.. getting changed. What? No. Opal, she just woke up. I do say so.. what were you calling for?" Asami looked around the apartment, taking in as much detail as she could before making herself comfortable on the large couch. It's basically a giant bed, she noted. "Opal, I'm not going to ask her personal questions, when we aren't even that close-what do you mean I need to be careful? Well, I think I can come to my own conclusions, thanks. Anyways, I have to go. See you."

Korra reemerged, now wearing a pair of black, sweats and a plain white t-shirt, that looked a couple sizes bigger than her, and a pair of white socks. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, which Asami could quite clearly see the outline of a tattoo, that poked out of her collar and ran half way up the side of her neck. That dazzling grin that she secretly hoped was meant just for her.

"Sorry about that," spoke Korra as she hoisted herself up on the kitchen bench, hands gripping the edge as she swung her feet back and forth. "I'm not use to being up so early in the day."

"Korra, it's ten-thirty in the morning."

"Ha, yeah, but my days start at lunchtime," replied Korra with a chuckle. "So, uh.. what brings you here anyway? Not that you aren't welcome of course, it's just a 'lil.."

"-Unexpected?"

"Yeah, but I like that."

Asami reached into her pocket, but as soon as she pulled the device out, Korra had already pounced off the bench and almost lunged for her phone. Their fingers meet briefly, and Asami swore if she could see sparks fly there would have been a whole fireworks display. "Opal, said you left it at the bar the other night and since Bolin and.. Mako are busy I offered to bring it to you."

"Thank you-thank you-thank you. I thought I'd done something dumb like that."

"It was no trouble, honest." Asami felt a bit awkward now that her purpose for coming was over with and now she didn't know what to say, or even do. "So, what are your plans for today?"

Korra looked up from her messages with a thoughtful expression. "Hm, I have counselling at two, then I have to see a guy about something.. other than that not much."

Counselling? I wonder what she needs that for?

"What about you? What are your plans for the day?"

"Oh, I.. um.. well, I was thinking if you weren't busy we could maybe get to know each other better?" Asami looked down at her lap, her cheeks burning from obvious embarrassment. "I mean, I had a great time with you the other day and.. since we run in the same circles I thought why not?"

Why does she sound so nervous? She obviously doesn't know about my history. I guess it would be nice. "I'd like that." When Asami looked up to meet her eyes, Korra gave her a toothy grin and for some reason a thumbs up. Dork. "How about dinner-here-tonight? I make a mean lasagna."

"Dinner sounds great, should I bring anything?"

"Just yourself."

::

Mako leaned back in his office chair, throwing a ball up and catching it, which was his usual way of pondering things.

Korra hasn't talked to me since that day I went around to her place. Is she mad at me? Asami is mad at me. I wonder what Korra will do when she finds out? IF she finds out.

"I'm such a screw up."

"I could have told you that." interrupted an amused voice, snapping him out of his thoughts. Mako turned to see his boss leaning up against the door frame to his office, arms crossed with a smug look on her face. "Let me guess.. women troubles?"

"I don't want to talk about it. There's a lot going on right now in my personal life that I don't want to bore you with."

"Good, so get back to work."

Great, now my boss is mad at me. Is there anyone whose NOT mad at me? Ugh.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come in."

Mako looked up from his papers, almost falling out of his chair as the last person he expected to see was Asami Sato, herself. He had an idea of what she was doing here, so best to let her speak first before running his mouth again in fear of his life. Asami just took the seat opposite his desk and looked at him, deciding on the best way to approach the subject. After all, she was still mad at him, but she needed some questions answered before tonight's dinner with Korra. Was it prying? Yes, but she just wanted the night to run smoothly and not have anything 'unexpected' happen.

"Look, I'm willing to forget what happened since we both were young and naive and you have grown a lot since then." Mako released a sigh of relief at her statement, but something else told him that's not why she was here. "Korra invited me over for dinner tonight and I have a few questions I want to ask you."

I don't like where this is gong. It's not my place to say. "That would be?"

"First of all, Korra mentioned she had counselling? I know that's none of my business but she doesn't strike me as the type to warrant such a thing. Secondly, I can understand why you never mentioned her to me, but an ex is one thing, a childhood friend, that you and Bolin are so close with, is another."

"Look, Korra's had a troubled past and she made a lot of bad choices which she paid for. Her counselling is just a temporary condition until she's worked through some of her issues. As to why I never talked about her.. (sigh) I guess it never came up."

Asami absorbed every word and thought hard about it. He did have a valid point, but there was something else troubling her.

"Opal said I had to be careful around her. Why would she say that?"

"Opal said that? Look Korra is a private person, but when she trusts someone enough she opens up to them."

Mako opened his draw and pulled out a Polaroid photo of the trio. He smiled at the memory then handed it over to Asami who took great interest in it. In the picture, Bolin was in the middle, both his arms locked around his brother and the southerner's necks. While, Mako didn't seem very amused, it was Korra's expression that Asami almost choked a sob back. She looked like she had seen a ghost, like there was no life in them.

"That was taken at the compound where we grew up. It was the first time she hung out with us. I've been meaning to give it to Korra, but she hasn't had the chance to talk to me yet. Maybe you could give it to her for me?"

"Sure." There was a moment of silence between the two, before Asami spoke up again. "Why did you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Cheat on her?"

Asami could see the pain in his expression, but she didn't rationalize it as anything but guilt.

"It's like you said.. I was young and naive."

(A/N) I just had to get this chapter out of the way before I start trying to pair Korra and Asami together. Next chapter is going to have some insight into Korra's supposed troubled life, and I will try to make chapters longer. Again, thanks for reading and enjoy your evening.