Kuvira walked out of the office with the same smile still on her face. I'll finally get to knock her down, she thought to herself.

She and Korra had been on the same hockey team since as far back as she could remember, but their issues only started in their second year of pee-wee. Korra always had a natural talent for the game, which made Kuvira extremely jealous. No matter how hard she tried or how long she practiced, her hands were never as quick or as soft as Korra's, but that year is where the tables finally turned in Kuvira's favour. She had hit her growth spurt before Korra, so no matter how soft Korra's hands were, Kuvira still had the speed and the strength to push her off the puck, managing to beat her in every drill. That year the coaches decided to name Kuvira captain for her on ice prowess, a title that she had expected to get and took too far becoming a dictator on and off the ice. Her attitude towards her teammates caused moral to fall which showed on the team's win/loss record. About half way through the season the coaches revoked her captaincy and named Korra the new team captain, hence the rivalry was born. Under Korra's leadership their team managed to turn their season around wining the playoffs that year. This is a trend that continued throughout their hockey careers, Korra gained popularity among the players while Kuvira grew more and more bitter harbouring more and more resentment towards Korra with each passing year.

Now she'll know what it feels like to get something she cares about taken away from her…

The bell rang to end the last class of the day, finally Korra was free from Mr Baatar's science class. Now all she had to focus on was hockey, but she did have one pit stop to take care of first. She made her way down the stairs to the main floor and down the hall towards Miss Sato's office. She knocked on the door with more confidence this time as opposed to their first tutoring session.

"Come in!" The voice from the other side of the door chimed.

"It's just me Miss Sato, I just wanted to make sure that we were still on for tonight?" She asked making her way into the office.

"Korra, I don't know if thats such a good idea…"

"What why not!? I need your help, my test is less than two weeks away!"

"I know, it's just that…with all that's happened…I don't think it would be wise…"

"Are you saying that you can't get me up to where I need to be?"

"What? No, you're not listening-"

"I guess you were just boasting the other day, like Tarrlok said eh?" Korra went on sarcastically.

"I wasn't boasting! I could get you up to speed in a heart-"

"No, no, It's fine. You can't handle me, I get it. I'll find someone more qualified." Korra started to walk towards the door.

Asami got up from her desk and pushed the door closed before Korra had a chance to leave. "I know how to handle you," she said staring intently.

"Good, so I'll see you after practice then?" Korra gave her a cocky grin.

Asami couldn't help but smile as she rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll see you later." She opened the door and motioned out to the hall with her head. "Get out of here smart ass."

Korra stuck her tongue out at her and went out the door and headed to the athletic complex.

As per usual Korra was the first one at the rink. She opened the second pair of double glass doors, the smell of fresh ice, zamboni fuel and sweat filled her nose. This smell was home to her, here she didn't have to worry about anything, this was her wheel house, but for the last few days even this smell couldn't elevate her mood any higher. Her mood was always at a high because of Miss Sato, just thinking of her brought a smile to Korra's face. All she could think about were those luscious crimson lips, the way her shirt fit nicely around her perfect breasts covering all that it needed to yet leaving enough to the imagination, how even when she was wearing a blazer you could still make out her tantalizing curves, how her voice sounded when she said her name, how every unnecessary touch made her core throb.

She was so deep in her thoughts about her teacher that she missed the step down from the main entrance towards the player locker room almost tripping.

"Hey watch it Kid! Wouldn't want our star player breaking an ankle cause she missed a step!" Varrick shouted from the stands, various tool boxes and spools of wire scattered around him.

Korra's cheeks reddened with embarrassment. "Oh hey Varrick! You uh..you saw that did ya?"

"Yup! Saw the whole thing! How you walked in here basically drooling over god knows what, and then how you almost ate the floor after missing that step! How you can be so graceful on the ice and so clumsy walking is beyond me."

"Drooling? I wasn't drooling! And I'm not clumsy!"

"Sure kid, the girl must be something if she's got you day dreaming like that."

"What!? Who said it was a girl?"

"Can't fool me kid! I know girl problems when I see them!"

"Uh…sure Varrick" Korra trailed off trying to escape the awkwardness of the conversation, "what are you doing up there anyways?"

"I'm just doing a little rewiring trying to get the lights ready for your big game at the end of next week!

"They seem to be working fine now…" Korra asked confused.

"Yeah well once I'm done with them, every time you guys do the thing there'll be a blue and yellow light show all over the ice!"

"I look forward to seeing it!" she said as she turned down the hall. She opened the door to their locker room and made her way over to her spot where her equipment was still hanging where she left it to dry last week. She tried her best to shake the thoughts of Miss Sato form her head, the last thing she wanted to do was piss off Coach Lin again. She was eventually going to have to find someway to concentrate if she wanted to play well in the upcoming weeks. She started to think hockey as she changed into her workout clothes, about making perfect tape to tape passes, making the perfect deke, making the perfect shot. She had just slipped on her RCHS Hockey cut off when she heard a knock at the door, she grabbed her iPod and made her way over, opening it to find a tall silver haired woman behind it.

"Hey Coach, didn't expect to see you here so early."

"Yeah well there's something I wanted to discuss with you." Coach Lin said cutting to the chase as she walked into the locker room, she was never one for pointless conversations. "Are you the only one here?"

"Uh, yeah I am. I was just on my way to the gym but it can wait, what can I do for you?"

"I was at school earlier today and couldn't help but notice that you and Kuvira had matching faces. Care to explain?"

"Oh it's nothing Coach, just a umm…heated discussion between teammates."

Lin looked at Korra with her 'I'm not falling for your shit' face, "Who started it?"

"Well technically….no one really….I mean…" Korra hesitated trying to find someway to spin this in a positive light.

"Oh cut the crap Korra." Lin scowled. "in all honesty I don't care who started it. Just don't let it happened again, understood?"

"Yes Coach!"

"Good. I'll see you on the ice."

Korra remained in the locker room for a few minutes after their discussion. Ok Korra you've gotta get your shit together. The biggest game of your life is coming up, less than two weeks left. You can do it. She sat psyching herself up for the next few minutes before making her way to the gym, she didn't feel like running in the immense heat of the day so she figured she'd get a good 20 minutes in on the stationary bike before practice instead. She put her earphones in, turned on her work out playlist and headed upstairs to the gym.

While Korra was working out, Jinora had made her way to the locker room, slowly starting to put on her equipment. Kuvira showed up minutes later, looking around the room as she walked in as if looking for something.

"Where's our beloved captain?" she asked sarcastically.

"What do you care?" Jinora replied, "usually you love it when Korra isn't here so you can pretend to be captain."

"Always standing up for her eh freshman? Where we you the other night when I was kicking her ass?" Kuvira said laughingly.

"I was home with my baby brother,Kuvy. And from what I heard it's you that got your ass kicked!" Jinora shot back. "Oh, nice nose by the way."

Kuvira's eyes narrowed, "Watch it freshman," she threatened making her way to Jinora, "your captain isn't here to protect you now. I'd be careful if I were you, or else you might end up with something worse than a-"

"Worse than a what?" a voice from behind her asked.

The older woman turned to see the rest of her teammates coming in the doorway, tracing the voice back to Opal. She turned back towards Jinora gritting her teeth, "always so lucky," she said under her breathe turning away to find her spot on the bench.

"What are you even doing here so early?" Opal continued, "You're usually the last one to show up."

"Oh you know, wanted to work on my team spirit and all." Kuvira chirped back sarcastically.

"That's the joke of the century," Jinora chimed in. "She was here looking for Korra."

"You'd know that Korra's usually always in the gym or out for a run before practice if you ever bothered to show up on time."

"Good to know." Kuvira said the corners of her mouth turning up slightly, the rest of the team was already ignoring her at this point.

They all sat getting dressed when they suddenly heard a loud crack as the all lights went out. Opal felt her way through the darkness towards the door, opening it to see a light making it's way towards her in the hallway.

"Opal?" the voice called.

"Yes? Who is it?"

"It's Korra, the lights are out in the entire complex. Is everyone alright?"

"Yeah we're all fine, what happened?"

"I don't know, I think-"

"Ladies! Are you all ok?!" Varrick called from the darkness.

"Yeah we're fine Varrick, what happened?" Korra asked.

"Well…you see…I kind of accidentally let two wires touch, shorting out the whole complex. It'll take me a little while to boot everything back up again."

"Lucky for you girls guess that means we're having off ice practice."

"Coach?" Korra asked into the darkness shining the light from her phone towards her answering her own question.

"Have the girls get ready and meet me outside on the practice field."

All the girls groaned almost simultaneously in displeasure. Coach Lin was known for her off ice practices being the toughest. Since they couldn't actually work on plays they revolved around strength conditioning and cardio a.k.a. suicides, no person in their right mind likes running suicides.

Asami turned her head away from her desk when she heard the sound of a whistle and grunting coming in through her office window. She stood up and walked closer to it to get a better view of what was going on, wow now I know how Korra get's so easily distracted by the window in class, she laughed to herself. She looked out the window to find the women's hockey team running up and down the field every time Coach Lin would whistle, which was frequent. She immediately picked out Korra, her brown ponytail flowing in the wind behind her as she ran, her biceps looking more defined as the sun glistened off the thin layer of sweat. She couldn't help but notice Korra's strength as she carried her teammate over her shoulder across the field and back as part of their workout. She felt a familiar throbbing in her lower abdomen followed by a wetness between her legs as she watched the girl out preform everyone else on the field. She could imagine those strong hands ripping her shirt open, those strong arms picking her up, how she'd love nothing more than to dig her nails into her firm ass cheeks…how was she ever going to handle being in a closed room with this girl later?

Finally Coach Lin blew her whistle for the last time. Korra, like most of her teammates, collapsed to the ground with exhaustion, chest heaving heavily. They had been running for what seemed like forever… she unscrewed the top of the water bottle and poured it on her face.

"Alright girls, good effort out here today. We'll most definitely be the fittest team in the league, that I can guarantee." No one could reply to their coach, they were too busy panting. "I've scheduled an exhibition game for Wednesday night. It'll give us a good chance to work out any last minute kinks before Friday's semi-finals. Even if it is against the last place team in the league I don't want you guys running up the score, we're going to use it to perfect the points of our game that are weakest. I'll expect all to show up at 6:00 sharp dressed like you would for another game, understood?"

"Yes coach!" the team responded back almost in unison.

"Alright. Varrick should have the light back on by now, you guys can head back in."

The players slowly peeled themselves off the ground and made their way back into the arena to hit the showers. Korra again found herself one of the first ones in and out of the shower, excited to get to her tutoring session. She wondered if this feeling would ever dissipate, if there'd ever be a time where anything to do with Miss Sato wouldn't give her butterflies in her stomach. She'd rather not think about that anyway, for now she was perfectly content with feeling the butterflies and excitement it brought her. She quickly dried off and put her khakis back on along with a grey hoodie, slipping on her vans last and made her way out the room. "Good job out there today ladies! Hydrate well tonight and I'll see you Wednesday!"

She hurried out of the complex and started to make her way across campus to the main hall. After walking through the large wooden main doors, she saw her teacher walking towards her down an empty hall. About halfway there she heard someone call her name, she turned her head to find the black haired godess of her day dreams standing on the library steps waving her down.

"Miss Sato!" Korra walked towards her. "Don't tell me you changed your mind about our session again?" the girl asked with a sly look on her face.

"Not at all," the older woman replied as her student reached her, "I just thought that if we had our session at the library it would be less…tempting, since there are going to be other people there," she said almost at a whisper.

Korra knew what she was doing, this was Miss Sato's way of getting back at her for getting her to agree to have more sessions. A part of her agreed with her teacher, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. Asami could see it on her face, secretly she felt that same disappointment, but they couldn't…Korra was still her student and she was still her teacher. This was for the best. They made their way up the stairs and into the library.

Kuvira had been following her since the complex, leaving almost immediately after Korra had. She watched as Miss Sato had waved her down from the path leading to the main hall only for her to bring her into the library. She had been too far at the time to make out what they were saying, this would not be a mistake she would make again within the library. After the doors closed behind the two of them, she made her way up the stairs and opened the door slowly ensuring that it wouldn't make any noise as to not draw attention to herself. She saw them set up in the main room where some of the other tutors sat with their students. Caviar began to doubt Tarrlok's suspicion, if they were in fact engaging in some sort of inappropriate behaviour why would they not set up in a more private location? That's what she and Tarrlok had done, she couldn't understand why he had her following Korra like some sort of ridiculous spy. Nevertheless she decided to stay until the end of their session just for good measure. She set herself up behind a bookshelf that separated her from the public tutoring area, far enough to not be seen but close enough to pick up every other word so of their conversation.

They picked up from the chapter they had left off at last time. This session was going much better than the last, scholastically speaking, perhaps the library setting was a good idea. Korra was grasping concepts much quicker than Asami had thought she would.

"Tarrlok really doesn't give you enough credit Korra, you're actually really good at math."

"Maybe you're just a better teacher." Korra gave her an over exaggerated wink laughingly.

Asami gave her a smirk, "suck up."

"Try the next question," she said bringing the focus back to the task at hand.

Korra worked at it for a minute or so, punching numbers into her calculator, jotting parts of the equation down as she made her way through the calculations. "Done."

The woman leaned over the table to examine her work. Korra smelled her perfume as she got up, it was intoxicating. She had full view down her teacher's burgundy blouse, revealing a black lace bra, holding perfectly round breasts. It took all of Korra's strength to keep her eyes focused on her work and not to bury her face in Miss Sato's breasts. Come on Korra, keep it together…

Asami couldn't help but notice Korra biting her lip as she traced the girl's gaze to her own chest. The sight of it made her core throb like it did earlier in the day when she was watching Korra on the practice field. She could imagine herself putting her hand behind Korra's head, tangling her fingers in her hair and pulling her face into her chest only to feel the girl's warm lips against her breasts followed by her teeth on her tender flesh. Corrections Asami, you're supposed to be correcting her work. She knew they had been staring for too long, she refocussed her attention to the work in front of her, scanning it quickly.

"You've got it Korra! Well done." Her words brought Korra back to reality as she sat back down.

"Sick! Guess you really are a good teacher."

Asami could feel Korra's foot rubbing up against her calf under the table. "I think that'll be all for today." She pulled her leg away.

"Oh…yeah i guess its getting late." She unenthusiastically began to pack her things.

They both stood up and headed towards the door, Kuvira having noticed this quietly got up to follow them a few paces behind. She let them walk out the front door while she made her way to one of the booths that had a window looking out on the front courtyard. The two of them stood on the steps outside talking for a little while, unfortunately the window she was looking out of didn't open, she couldn't make out what they were saying.

"So um I'll see you tomorrow then?" Korra nervously started a conversation.

"Well I should hope so, you have my class second period," Asami laughed.

"Oh right, duh" the tan girl rubbed her hand behind her head in embarrassment.

"I have to leave right after class tomorrow, so we wont be having a session."

"You won't be here all afternoon?"

"No, I have some things to take care of and people to see, but we'll make it up on Wednesday ok?"

"I have an exhibition game on Wednesday night so I can't. What if i just came by your place tomorrow night? We could have a session there."

"Korra, we could barely behave in the library, do you really think my place would be a good idea?"

"I think it sounds like a great idea," Korra replied with a cocky grin.

"Korra?" her teacher's still serious reply wiped it off.

"Ok fine, it's probably not…"

"Exactly."

"Hey!" Kuvira could heard someone say and feel something beneath her being tugged at. She broke her gaze form he window and turned to see Huan staring at her. "You are sitting on my art project," the boy continued.

Kuvira got up and threw the boy's belongings at him. "Here take your banana."

"It's not a banana! It represents the dawning of a new age!"

"What?"

"I'll see you tomorrow Korra, goodnight."

Korra reached out and grabbed her teachers hand as she went to walk away, Miss Sato turned looking at the hand around hers, the soft touch sending shivers across her body. She then shifting her gaze upwards to meet the blue orbs looking back at her. "Goodnight…Miss Sato."

Asami smiled and turned back to walk away, Korra reluctantly let her hand go and watched it fall back to her teacher's side.

By the time Kuvira had rid herself of Huan's nonsense and turned back to look out the window it was too late, all she saw was the two girls walking away from each other…