It felt so good to wake up being held by the younger girl, to feel her breasts against her back as they lay spooning in her king sized bed. She felt safe in her arms, her pale fingers intertwined with tanned ones as she held her hand close to her chest, she didn't want to move, didn't want to get up. Lying in bed, enclosed in the arms of the girl who had been the object of her desires, this is where she wanted to stay, couldn't the start of the day hold off for a little while longer? Wishful thoughts, she new they had to get up, Korra had class and she had to get her lessons ready. She brought Korra's hand to her lips and kissed it lightly. She wondered if it would be enough to wake the girl behind her, the sudden squeeze of her body answered her question.

This was by far one of the most pleasant mornings Korra had had in a long time, for once they didn't seem so evil. She loved the feeling of Asami's body against hers, the feeling of their bare legs touching as they lie entwined. She didn't mind that her arm was numb, it was something that she could have tolerated for hours as long as it meant she got to hold the older woman in her arms longer.

She felt soft lips on her hand, she bent her lifeless arm at the elbow, pulling Asami closer to her, "Just a little longer…" she mumbled.

"Not much of a morning person are you?" Asami laughed.

"Mornings are the devil…"

"How do you get up for school every morning?"

"Snooze button…"

Korra's answers were unenthusiastic to say the least. Asami couldn't help but laugh at her, she put her free hand on the tanned one that found itself wrapped up from underneath her and peeled it back down towards the bed, she stopped when her actions were met with muffled moans and an 'ow.'

"What!? Are you ok?"

"Knuckles…sore…ow…" even the pain wasn't enough to wake her out of her semi-comatose state.

Asami instantly remembered the events of night before, she tried to get up to get a better look at the girl's hand but stopped when she felt her movements being restrained.

"No…stay…"

She laughed at the girl, "We have to get up sleepy head. We both have to get to school, and besides I want to take a look at your hand."

Korra could only groan in protest as the older woman shifted to sit up on the edge of the bed. She felt her hand being picked up and turned as Asami examined it.

"You're going to need some ice for this, it's starting to bruise. I'm going to go downstairs and get some out for you, I'll make us some breakfast at the same time. Come down when you're ready." She leaned down to kiss the still half asleep girl on the cheek before getting up.

Korra opened her eyes slightly for the first time, the world around her still blurry as she tried to focus her vision. She saw the black haired woman walk towards the dresser and then out of her field of vision to head downstairs. She stayed in bed for a few minutes after she had left, refusing to get up. She could hear the sounds of cupboard doors opening and closing downstairs, along with the sound of dishes and cutlery being placed on the table, okay okay time to get up, she convinced herself. She reluctantly peeled herself out of bed, the only thing driving her to do so was knowing that Asami would be downstairs when she got there. She made her way into the bathroom to give herself a once over before going downstairs. She could only laugh at herself when she saw her lipstick covered face, thoughts of last night coming back to her, as if she could forget those soft legs around her waist. She wet a washcloth and began to wash away the red smudges.

She made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen, stopping dead in her tracks when her eyes fell upon the amazing sight in front of the stove. She's wearing my shirt…fuck… to Korra there was nothing hotter, it was even more so when it was Asami her shirt was on. She was wearing nothing else, just her button up and a thong. Asami looked over at her, and Korra became instantly aware that she had been caught staring and slack jawed.

"You gonna stand there all day or are you gonna come help?"

The red colour in her cheeks clearly evident, she closed her mouth and fumbled with her words, "I uhh…umm…yeah…but I have to warn you, I'm pretty useless in the kitchen."

"We'll have to see about that."

She walked over to stand next to the taller woman, "what do you need me to do?"

"Grab 4 eggs from the fridge and crack them into that bowl."

"Ouff…do you want that with or without egg shells in it?"

"Korra…you can't tell me that you can't crack eggs…"

"Hey I told you I was useless!"

"Well, try anyways and I'll evaluate after you're done."

Korra finished her task and passed Asami's evaluation. The black haired woman added the rest of the ingredients to the bowl and gave Korra a job that she couldn't mess up.

"Put those arms to use and stir."

"Yes ma'am!…After all, I know how much you like them." Korra flashed her a cocky grin and an over exaggerated flex.

Oh god…I did say that…Asami held back her blush not to give Korra the satisfaction. "Just stir you dork."

"Whatever you say chef." She gave the woman a mock salute.

They spent the next hour or so cooking, eating, and laughing at each other. Korra had never had so much ease conversing with someone she was interested in, this woman could take her humour and dish it right back. I never stood a chance…she couldn't help but smile as she watched the woman sitting across from her. Her teacher looked up as she finished the last bite of her pancakes, piercing emerald eyes met hers. It took everything in Korra's not to jump across the table and pull her own shirt right off of her, finally being able to feel her bare flesh in her palms as she traced them all across her body. Last night was great, but they still had barriers between them, which was fine with Korra given the situation…but she wanted more, needed more. If anything last night only made the need grow stronger, to have what she so badly wanted so close, and not be able to follow through with her fantasies, especially after knowing Asami had some of her own, Korra had no idea how she did it.

Asami broke the silence, "So I've been thinking…I can't very well drive you home and risk raising suspicion, and we can't show up at school together…its probably better that we leave separately."

"Don't worry about it, the boys don't live far so I'll just walk over to their place and head to school with them. Then you can show up alone later and every thing will be fine."

"You sure the boys won't ask questions about you showing up at their place before school?"

"Yeah about that…Bolin knows…"

"What!?" Asami was shocked at the revelation. "How could you tell him!? You realize that the only way this works is if we keep it a secret right?! I could get fired and you could lose your scholarship opportunity!"

"He figured it out on his own! He's my best friend and has always been able to read me like a book…and last night the only way I was going to be able to take you home was to confirm it to him so he could make sure the other's didn't find out! So it's kind of sort of your fault too…"

"My fault!? How is it my fault!?"

"If you hadn't of gotten drunk and let that guy be all over you then I wouldn't of had to knock him out! Then I could have went home with my friends and none of last night would have happened!"

Asami's eyes saddened and her face dropped. Would she really have preferred that?

She knew the words were wrong the minute she let them out. "Asami I didn't mean it…last night was…"

"I was drunk Korra, and you were just being nice. It's okay, I understand."

Korra angrily slammed the fist of her good hand down on the table. "No! We're not doing this again. I'm sick of it. I really do care about you Asami. I wasn't just being nice last night, I meant every word I said. And this morning has been one of the best mornings I've ever had. I don't want to do this back and forth bullshit anymore. I like you and I know you like me too."

A light found its way back to the older woman's face accompanied by a smile and a few tears building up in her eyes. "It isn't going to be easy you know that right?"

"I do. But I want to go through it, because I want you."

Asami got up and made her way around the table to the younger girl, tears falling down her cheeks now. She turned the stool Korra was sitting on so that the girl was now facing her, straddling her as she brought her hands to her cheeks allowing their lips to meet in a soft kiss. "What have you done to me?" she whispered against her lips.

"The same thing you're doing to me," the tanned girl whispered back.

They both smiled as they rested their foreheads together, looking into each others eyes. "And don't worry about Bolin," Korra continued, "he's the most loyal person I know, he won't tell anyone."

"If you trust him then so do I."

"Good." Korra brought their lips back together. Asami brought her hand to meet Korra's that now found itself on her own cheek, causing the younger girl to wince and once again eliciting an 'ow.'

"Oh my god Korra your hand! I totally forgot!" She got off the girl and made her way to the freezer to retrieve an ice pack. She put it on the swollen knuckles, "how are you going to play tonight?"

"Don't worry about it, I've played with worse. Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you…about my game…I'd like it if you…umm…would you want to come and watch?"

"I would actually love too Korra, but I don't know how that would look…"

"What do you mean? It's not like I'm asking you to come wearing my away jersey or something. Besides, lots of teacher's come to the games, you could just sit with them."

"I suppose you're right. I'll see what the rest of the staff is saying at lunch today and let you know."

"Okay, sounds good."

Asami turned around to check the time on the clock above the stove, "Shit it's already 7:30, you should go if you want to be on time for homeroom. I've heard that you aren't very punctual from Mrs Izumi."

"Seriously!? Mr Tarrlok and now her? You must think I'm the worst student ever…"

"Never." Asami smiled, "Besides, you wouldn't believe half of the things I did when I was in high school."

"You, the prodigy child, a trouble maker? I don't believe it."

"Weren't you ever told not to judge a book by it's cover? Being ahead of the rest of the students meant I had to think of ways to entertain myself."

"Do tell…" Korra asked intrigued.

"Maybe some other time, we don't have time right now. You should have left already."

"Fine…but don't think you're off the hook, I'm gonna hold you to it." She said as she ran up the stairs to get her pants only to remember that her shirt was being worn by someone else.

She headed back towards the kitchen as she did up her pants. "You uh, you have something that belongs to me."

"Oh right…about that…I'm keeping it."

"What!? What am I supposed to wear to school today!?"

"I think you look pretty hot in that tank top. The blue brings out your eyes and not to mention how much it shows off your arms, you already know how much I like them." She lightly skimmed her fingertips up and down the girl's biceps as she backed her up towards the door. The touches sending shivers up Korra's spine. She couldn't lie to herself, as much as she liked to poke fun at her teacher for being so fond of her arms, she secretly loved the touches she received there.

"That's not fair…" Korra protested.

"I'm sure you'll survive." She kissed her on the cheek, "have a good day!"

Korra watched as the woman ran back up stairs and disappeared. I'm going to have to get her back for this… she walked out the door and headed for the boys' apartment.

She could see the boys walking out the door as she approached their place. Sick, just in time. She picked up her pace to meet them.

"Bo! Mako!"

"Korra, we thought you weren't going to make it!" Mako replied.

Korra looked at him dumbfounded, arching a brow, "Um…yeah…just on time I guess?"

Bolin intervened before Korra ruined the plan he had set up, "Yeah Korra! Way to be late! I told Mako this morning that you were going to take the bus to our place and walk with us. He was too drunk to remember us talking about it last night."

Seriously I don't know what I'd do without this kid. "Yeah Mako, you were really out of it. Sorry I'm late."

"I'm allowed to get a little crazy sometimes! You guys always judge me!"

"Stop whining Mako, we're just playing. By the way Korra, is that a new shirt?"

"Yeah…about that…can I borrow a t-shirt from you, I uh…was supposed to do laundry while mom was away and I forgot." Smooth Korra, smooth.

"Yeah no problem, come on in and you can pick one out." Bolin motioned for her to follow him.

"Make it quick guys, unlike you I actually do show up on time to things." He sat on the stoop outside their door.

"Yeah yeah big bro, we'll be right back."

The two of them rushed inside and ran up the stairs to Bolin's room. "So you're going to tell me what really happened to your shirt at some point right? I think I deserve that much since I covered for you so well just now."

"Absolutely, just not right now, Mako will seriously kill us if we make him late."

"As long as you tell me at some point." He pulled a green shirt from his dresser and threw it at her. "Here, now lets go."

"What about me getting to pick one!? This is huge!"

"Yeah that was just a lie to get you in here so I could ask you about last night. Honestly you guys are so easy to fool."

Korra stuck her tongue out at him and put on the oversized shirt. She then followed Bolin out the door to meet a brooding Mako.

"Finally! Let's hustle."

Kuvira had seen the trio arrive on campus at a half jog, the warning bell for homeroom ringing as they ran up the steps.

"Nice of you to make sure these losers actually show up on time Mako," she said as they ran past her.

Korra stopped and turned to walk back towards her, it was one thing if she made made slurs towards her, but not her friends, especially not Bolin. "Careful Kuvy, wouldn't want to end up with another bloody nose now would you?"

Bolin grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back up the stairs. "She's just baiting you Korra, she's not worth it anyways. Come on."

Kuvira just smiled as the boy dragged her away, "I'll see you on the ice captain. Nice hand by the way."

Dammit…Korra had hoped that it wasn't going to be that noticeable, Coach is going to kill me…she was going to have to find some way to get some ice on it through out the day.

Asami arrived at school just on time, and due to her morning activities with Korra she wasn't able to devote the time she wanted to to planning her lessons for the day. Luckily the school had a film adaptation of Romeo & Juliet on hand so she was able to get away with playing a movie for her first period class. She didn't think they would mind, after all what kind of students didn't like watching movies at school? It was like a free period. Her suspicions we confirmed when she heard the cheers from students as she walked into the classroom pulling the TV unit. Luckily she was teaching the younger students first period, so even though she was right on time they were still seated in their seats, they were always easier to control than the seniors.

"Alright class, as you can see we'll be watching a movie today. Don't forget t take notes, there will be a quiz."

The cheers turned into boos. She set the movie to play and turned off the lights, the sunlight coming in through the windows was enough to allow the students to write while the room was still dark enough to properly see the movie. She sat down at her desk and watched as her students quietly took notes. For once it was Asami who found herself distracted, her thoughts drifting to the girl who she woke up with this morning and the events of last night. How her student felt the need to protect her from her ex's advances, how she took it upon herself to get her home safely, and how she held her as she slept. A smile crept onto her face, she couldn't remember the last time someone made her as happy as Korra did.

She remained in her thoughts for quite sometime, not hearing the bell go off to end class.

"Miss Sato?" A voice brought her back. She looked up to find Jinora looking at her quizzically.

She cleared her throat and stood up, flattening out the skirt she wore that day to rid it of any wrinkles. "Sorry class, we'll finish the movie next time. Have a good day! Jinora if you wouldn't mind turning the light on on your way out please."

"Yes Miss Sato."

She watched her students leave class into the chaos off the hallway. She chided herself for falling so deep into her thoughts. Pull yourself together Sato.

Korra felt her phone buzzing in her pocket as she got to her locker. She pulled it out and answered without noticing who was calling her.

"Hello?"

"Sweetie! You're okay!"

"Hi mom. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well we were worried when we got home and didn't see any dishes in the sink from your breakfast."

"Did you ever think that I might have just washed them and put them away?"

"Well, if I'm being honest the thought never even crossed my mind, it wouldn't be like you."

'Told you dear, she's fine. Tell her we'll bring her to her game tonight.' She could hear her dad in the background.

"Thanks of the vote of confidence mom…Tell Dad I say hi, I'll see you both tonight after school, I want to hear about Aunt Kya."

"Okay honey! See you later, have a good day, pay attention!"

"Yes Mom…" She hung up and put her phone back in her pocket.

She felt a pair of string hands on her shoulders as she finally managed to get her locker open.

"Hey there slugger! How was first period?"

"Shhhh Bo! I'm trying to keep the whole bar fight thing a secret, it's bad enough Kuvira already knows. She's probably already told Coach."

"Shoot okay, sorry Korra, I wasn't thinking."

"It's all good bud, just keep it down. Actually speaking of my hand, I desperately need ice for it. I could go to the complex and get some but I don't want the athletic therapists knowing either, they might not to play."

"Well would that be so bad? Maybe it's better if you miss this game and then be in top shape for semi-finals on Friday."

Korra grinned nervously, "Well you see the thing is…"

"What? Why is it so important that you play tonight? The team will be fine without you against the last place team."

She put a hand on his shoulder and pulled the boy close enough for her to be able to whisper in his ear. "I kind of asked Asami to come and watch…"

"Asami? Who's Asami?"

Korra brought her palm to her face. "Really Bo?" He just looked at her dumbfounded.

"Miss Sato. I asked Miss Sato to come."

"OH DAMN!" He said rather loudly at the realization.

"Bo I said be quiet!"

"Sorry! I just, this is so juicy!"

"So I was thinking that at lunch you and I could walk to the market just off campus and get some. And It'll give me a chance to tell you about last night at the same time. What do you say?"

"Sounds great!" Bolin winked at her as he edged her with his elbow.

"I'll see you at lunch. I've got to head to the complex and get changed for gym."

Lunch could not come soon enough. She wanted to see what the teachers would say about the game tonight. Although she knew it might be risky, she secretly could not wait to watch Korra play and hoped that more teachers would be going. She opened the door to the staff lunchroom, a slew of different smells filling her knows form the various meals that were being eaten. Almost all of the teachers were there, even Coach Lin and Principal Tenzin.

Asami put some of the leftover pancakes from this morning into the microwave. "Didn't have time to make a lunch today?" A voice asked her.

"Principal Tenzin! It's good to see you back! And yes, I uh…missed my alarm this morning."

"Ah yes, that does happen," he said smiling, "If you have a chance sometime this week I'd love to talk to you about your future here at RCHS, I've heard nothing but good things about you since I've been away."

Asami's heart sped up with excitement. She hadn't even thought of what she would do after Mrs Pema came back from maternity. "Principal Tenzin, I would lov-"

"Yes, I've heard that some of the students are quite…well, smitten with you Miss Sato." Mr Tarrlok cut her off before she could finish with a sly smile.

Asami's heart beat slowed instantly. There's no way…She fought to keep her composure, hold it together Asami, he couldn't possibly know, relax. She could feel the sweat beading above her brow.

The long brown haired man turned to the principal. "Your daughter Principal Tenzin, she raves about Miss Sato."

She internally let out a sigh of relief, thank god. Although she didn't let her guard down completely, she didn't trust Tarrlok. Since the first day they met, something felt off about him, unfortunately she still had to play nice.

"Precisely Mr Tarrlok, and I've been hearing from others, staff members as well as students."

"I'm sure the same is said about all the teachers here at RCHS, but I will gladly meet with you."

"Perfect, I'll have Zhu-Li pencil you into my schedule." the bald man walked back to the table to join the rest of the staff members.

"Wouldn't that be a pleasure for all of us, to have the brilliant Miss Sato stay on as a permanent member of our staff." Tarrlok went on.

Oh you're still here… "It would be my pleasure I'm sure Mr Tarrlok, now if you'll excuse me." She took her lunch from the microwave and took her place at the table.

Tarrlok watched as she walked away, he couldn't help but notice the sway in her hips, the way her clothes fit her so well to show off her…assets. Perhaps I've had the wrong plan all along…perhaps she doesn't have to be fired right away…perhaps there is a way I can use the information that Kuvira will provide more to my…advantage. He smiled devilishly as he watched her take her seat.

By the time Asami took her seat, the teacher's had already found themselves on the subject she wanted to talk about. Perfect.

"How do you expect we'll do Coach?" Mr Baatar asked across the table.

"I'm hoping that we'll finally be able to get that break out right." Coach Lin replied dryly.

"But do you think we'll come out with a win?"

"I have no doubt. But it's not about that tonight, we just want to fine tune every point of our game before the next two up coming games, those are the ones that really count."

"Are you talking about the hockey team?" Asami interjected, trying not to seem too interested.

"Yes, Coach here has scheduled an exhibition game for them tonight," Mr Baatar explained, "all sporting events are big here at RCHS, but the hockey games get the most attendance, the team is ranked 1st over all! Even the teacher's make it a point to get out to cheer on our players."

This is going to be easier than I thought. "I have yet to watch an RCHS sporting event, will you be attending tonight Mr Baatar?"

"Of course, a lot of us are going! You should join-"

"I'll be attending tonight Miss Sato, I'd be honoured if you sat with me at the game." Mr Tarrlok cut him off.

God this guy is annoying…

Mr Baatar spoke before Asami could answer. "Really? But you never come to the-"

Tarrlok quickly turned his head towards the other teacher, shooting daggers at him with his gaze, shutting him up mid sentence.

He turned his focus back to Asami, "What do you say Miss Sato?"

She stared at him intently as he grinned at her, thankfully Principal Tenzin spoke up before she had to reply. "I'm sure we can all sit together Tarrlok."

Tarrlok's grin disappeared, she could see him grit his teeth. "Of course we can, I shall see you all tonight then. Enjoy the rest of your lunch hour everyone." He turned and took his leave.

Asami could see that everyone's mood lightened as soon as he left, finally they could eat their lunch in peace.

"Okay dude! Spill it!" Bolin bounced up and down as they left campus to go towards the market.

"Can't we get just a little more off campus before we get into it?"

"There are no students around and we're already off campus, come onnnnn!"

Korra tried to reason with him, but it was no use, she had made him wait long enough and he did save her ass with Mako and Opal, she gave in.

"Okay, okay, fine. What do you want to know?"

"First off, what the hell happened to your hand?"

"I saw some guy hitting on her at the bar, she pushed him off, he didn't listen, so I knocked him out."

"Wow, you're so descriptive." Bolin said sarcastically.

"I could just not tell you." She shot back.

"You know what, i changed my mind, it was plenty descriptive."

"That's what I thought."

They walked into the little grocery store and walked to the frozen area at the back and picked up a bag of ice.

"What happened when you got back to her place? Did ya, you know, do the thing?" he asked moving his eyebrows up and down, poking her in the ribs.

"What!? No! Come on Bo!"

"Well, that does't sound like the Korra I know."

"She was drunk dude. Nothing was going to happen."

"Oh right of course. That wouldn't have been right."

"Exactly."

She paid the cashier on their way out. The two walked towards the picnic area in the grass just outside the grocery store. They sat at a table to continue their conversation while Korra iced her hand for the remainder of their lunch hour.

"But you can't tell me you didn't do anything, I know you Korra, you never could resist a pretty girl, and Miss Sato is beyond pretty."

"We may have made out…a little."

"YEAH YA DID! Look at you being all risqué with a teacher. So scandalous." He fanned his hand at himself.

Korra just shoved him, "You know you're a weirdo sometimes right?"

"Yeah I get that a lot…so was that the first time you guys hooked up or…?"

"I hate to admit it but you've been right since the beginning bud, remember the first day she tutored me? I may or may not have kissed her then too…"

"Damn, I am so good. I called all of this from the beginning. I hope you know now that you can never hide anything from me."

"I'll never doubt your skills again buddy."

"So what does all this mean, do you like her? Like, like her like her?"

Korra looked away, a slight blush on her cheeks, "I do Bo…I really do."

"And does she like you too?"

"Yeah, I think she does."

"Aww, come here you!" He got up to join her on her side of the table and wrapped her in a big bear hug. "Look at you! You actually have feelings for a girl! I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks bud." Korra said as she gasped for air.

By the time they got back to campus, the bell had just rung. Her hand was feeling a little better but she wouldn't have complained if she had gotten a few more minutes to ice, but she took what she could get. She quickly went to her locker to gather her things, a note fell out when she opened it. She picked it up off the ground, looking to her right and her left before opening it. All it read was: You better score me a goal tonight, and in the place of a signature was a crimson lip print, as if someone had kissed it. A big smile found it's way to her face, she didn't have to guess who left it for her. Guess I better play well tonight.