That was awkward...Korra thought to herself as she rode home with her parents, having to discuss her scholastic abilities (or lack there of) with her parents in front Asami was borderline humiliating. Luckily she had Miss Sato to stand up for her, which would only help with getting her parents off her back when it came to school, it's bad enough her Dad already pushed her so hard for hockey, she couldn't imagine what it would be like if she had to deal with them harping on her about her grades at the same time. But then again what are parents for if not to want the very best for you?
She let out a sigh. "Everything alright honey?" Senna asked. "Everything's fine, thanks for coming tonight."
"Of course we would come! Wouldn't have missed it!" It was true, her parents had never missed a hockey game since she started playing. She was convinced that her Dad liked coming to watch almost more than she liked playing.
"What did you think of the game Dad?"
"You played great kiddo. Nice move on that break away off the delayed penalty, who taught you how to use moves like that?" His smile evident in the rearview mirror.
She was surprised at his response, expecting him to go into detail about what could have been done better. However she was still happy with the response she had gotten, deciding to play into his game. "Oh just some just guy I know, he used to be pretty good back in the day or something."
"Used to!? I bet I could still show you a thing or two!"
She and Senna could only laugh at his outburst, Korra 1 - Tonraq 0.
"Your substitute teacher seems nice, do you like her?" Her mother inquired.
Hells yes I like her. "Yeah, she okay."
"What did you do to to get her to tell us how much of an amazing student you were?" Her dad asked sarcastically.
Maybe make out with her a little. "I have no idea what you're talking about." "Tonraq!" Senna slapped his arm.
"I was just kidding dear!" He said between laughs.
"Is it really that hard to believe that I might just be as amazing as she says I am?"
"About as hard as it is to believe you thought up those moves on your own."
The old man's still got it. "Very funny Dad." She stuck her tongue out at him. Korra 1 - Tonraq 1.
They caught up the rest of the ride home, talking about their trip to visit her Aunt Kya and how school went while they were gone, typical family stuff really. Korra hadn't noticed how tired she was until they finally got home, exhaustion from the game and the night before finally wearing on her. She wished her parents good night and quickly went upstairs to her room, stripping out of her clothes, dropping them haphazardly wherever was convenient before collapsing onto her bed. Sleep found her almost immediately, only to be scared away by the sound of creaky stairs as someone came up them followed by a soft knock on her door.
"Sorry sweetheart, I just wanted to bring your laundry incase you need it for tomorrow, it's mostly you're RCHS Hockey stuff anyways."
"Thanks mom."
Senna put the pile of fresh clothes down, looking disappointed as she saw the new pile of dirty clothes that had already formed on her floor, picking them up as she exasperated. "Would it really be that hard to throw them in your hamper rather than just leave them on the floor?"
"Next...time..." Korra's responses we coming at a slower pace as sleep slowly found her again.
Her mother picked up the last article of clothing, staring at it quizzically. "Did you get a new shirt?"
"Which shirt mom...?" Just let me sleep woman.
"It's a blue tank top, I thought you didn't like tank tops?"
Korra's eyes shot open right away. Shit. She quickly got up, grabbing the shirt from her mother's hand, "It's...um...Opal's shirt, she must have forgot it here last night."
"You never said Opal came over?"
Fml, "Didn't I? I must have forgot, she was here with the boys, her and Bolin are kind of a thing now."
The news of Bolin being in a relationship seemed to have distracted her from the mystery shirt. "That's great! It's about time he found himself a nice girl, and Opal's about as nice as they come."
"Yeah Mom, it's amazing. Can I go to bed now?" "Oh yes, sorry honey. Sleep tight!"
"Night mom, love you."
The woman walked out of her room. Finally. Korra tossed the tank top on her bag for tomorrow and fell back on her bed. Sleep was farther away now, she lay restless, staring up at the ceiling, the kiss that never even touched her lips haunting her. She turned over on her side, facing her dresser noticing the clothes her mother had just left for her, she smiled as an idea popped into her
head. She'll love it. —
The sun was warm on her skin as it shone through the window of her car. She drove on bare roads towards campus. Kuvira showed up to school before the rest of the students, her early morning rendezvous with Mr Tarrlok now routine. Their previous intent in scheduling them this early was to partake in their...*ahem* extra circular activities...without disturb, however they now served a dual purpose. She grinned as she pulled into the parking to finding the only other car to be Mr Tarrlok's, she cut the engine and headed for the main building. Her pace was a little quicker than usual, she had exciting news to report to him this morning...finally, I'll be able to nail Korra. Her footsteps echoed through the empty halls as she made her way towards the main office, they liked to meet in Principal Tenzin's office as it was bigger, offering more possibilities... She knocked on the door once, twice, three times, each one went without a response. Strange... she decided to check Mr Tarrlok's actual office for good measure, surprised when she found it with the door already opened.
"I've been looking for you," she said as she walked in.
"Ah, Kuvira." He replied dryly without looking up from the work on his desk. "Do come in, and shut the door behind you."
She obeyed. "Why were you not in our usual meeting spot? Not that I do not enjoy fooling around in your office, but there's just something more exciting about doing it in the Principal's office."
"Unfortunately I won't have time for that this morning, I've got business to attend to. I assume you took care in making sure no one saw you this morning?" He was still focused on what was in front of him, not making eye contact with her.
She moved behind him, leaning toward him while sliding her hands down his shoulders to his chest, pulling him up into a more seated position tearing his focus away from what was on his desk. She brought her lips closer to his ear and whispered, "This isn't my first time," her lips found his neck, "besides...I have news."
He momentarily relished in the heat he felt being pressed against his neck, but quickly found his patience lacking. He turned his chair around and stood to walk towards her, causing Kuvira to back up until her back was up against the wall.
"Why Mr Tarrlok, are you sure this is appropriate?" She said with sarcasm in her voice.
"As I recall, you said this isn't your first time?" He put his hand on her neck, holding her head back against the wall as pushed his lips against hers. She brought her hand up to grab his waist and pull him closer, craving his body against hers, only to find her desires denied as his hand wrapped around her wrist and pinned it against the wall.
He pried his lips from hers and tilted her head to the side exposing her neck. "Tell me what you saw last night," he breathed as his lips skimmed over her skin.
She fought to organize her thoughts as her head was in a daze, "A kiss..."
His lips stopped their work, he pulled back, looking into her eyes with a devilish grin on his face. "A kiss?"
"Blown across short distance, from Miss Sato to Korra."
His smile disappeared, "So she blew her a kiss? That's the news? That's it?" He asked almost
angrily, releasing her from the wall.
"It's more than you have to bring to this plan of yours." She shot back.
"We need more if I'm going to be able to use it against-" He stopped mid-sentence.
"To use against who?" She cocked an eyebrow in confusion. "I thought we were to bring this to Principal Tenzin? What exactly are you planning?"
"And bring it to him we will." He quickly replied in an attempt to assure her. "We just need more. What do you know of Ila?"
Kuvira's face hardened. "She's one of the puck bunnies infatuated with Korra. Why?"
"It appears that Miss Sato is also aware of this infatuation..."
"You know this how?"
"I caught a rather unpleasant look that Miss Sato sent in her direction at last evening's hockey game," he explained, "it came after this Ila voiced encouragement for your captain."
"So that's why you were there."
"Perhaps we can find a use for this. Add her to your watch list and report to me of any interaction between her and Korra or Miss Sato."
"Should I also keep an eye on Miss S-"
"No." He said abruptly, cutting her off.
She gave him a confused look. "I shall take care of her myself," he finished.
The sounds of conversation and activity were now audible from outside, Mr Tarrlok peered out the window to see students getting off busses and gathering on the front lawns. He walked to open the door, motioning for Kuvira to leave. "You should join your fellow classmates before they come in."
She glared at him as she walked out, not saying a word. Something was off about him, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
—
Korra entered the school to the welcoming sound of cheers and congratulations form the rest of the students. -Good game last night Avatar! -Nice hat trick Korra! -Avatar! Avatar! Avatar! She humbly smiled at them as she walked by and thanked them, making her way to her locker. She noticed bright pink piece of paper stuck to it, so bright it was almost assaulting. She peeled it off reading the title: 'CARNIVAL DAY!' with a list of various activities listed below. She had forgotten it was tomorrow, as much as she loved being on her sports team, her involvement in student union activities was limited, that was more Opal's style. Speaking of her teammate, she could hear the girl excusing herself as she pushed through the crowded hallway making her way her way to where she stood.
"Korra!" She yelled as she got closer.
"Hey O, is this your doing?" She inquired holding the ridiculously bright pink paper up.
"Oh good! You saw it!" She bent over, her hands on her knees as she panted trying to catch her
"Oh good! You saw it!" She bent over, her hands on her knees as she panted trying to catch her
breath.
"How could I not see it? It almost blinded me it's so bright."
"Well that was the point! Not the blinding of course but to be noticed."
"Seems to be some pretty interesting activities you've got planned for us Student Union President." Korra remarked as she scanned the sheet again.
"Yeah about those...did you happen to notice the third one from the bottom?"
She looked further down he list, "A kissing booth? Really O?" she said unenthusiastically.
"I'm glad you're so excited, because...you'll be the one selling kisses." She sped through the last part making it barely comprehendible.
"What!? I never signed up for that!"
"I know you didn't, I signed you up. The proceeds are going to the athletic complex and we needed more athletes to volunteer, so I spoke for you."
"I'm going to kill you, you know that right?" she crunched the pink atrocity in her hand.
"You would never. Anyways, I hear Ila's already exchanging all her dollars for quarters." The short black haired girl winked at her and elbowed her ribs.
"No...you didn't tell her...O, I really don't want to-"
"Well too bad!" She cut her off before should could finish, "I've already given in the list of volunteers to Principal Tenzin! Besides student union participation will only look better on your transcript when you get that scholarship to Southern U!" She said trying to convince her.
"First off, it's not even a sure thing that I'm going to get the scholarship. Second, I highly doubt that the fact that I was part of a kissing booth will-"
"Exactly, I thought it would too!" Opal cut her off, ignoring her negativity, "Alright cool! We're meeting tomorrow morning on the practice field! Kthanksbye!" Once again spitting out the last part at the speed of light as she escaped down the hall before Korra could protest further.
Korra watched the girl disappear and then turned to her locker, opening it finally thankful that there was no longer a pink abomination hurting her eyes. She was mulling over ways in which could get out of the the duties that Opal had so graciously bestowed upon her for tomorrow. Why would we have a damn kissing booth anyway...and Ila...of all people Opal had to tell Ila...she was the last person Korra wanted to have her lips pressed against. She smiled as her thought's drifted to the one person she did want to kiss, Asami, the teacher who she could not get out of her head, the teacher who tormented her with her appetizing crimson lips, her tantalizing hips and gorgeous eyes...Oh right! She suddenly she remembered her idea from last night. Quickly, she gathered her things and headed for homeroom, excited for her pit stop before first period.
—
As per usual, Bolin was saving her a seat where they normally sat. "There she is! The
Avatar! Miss hat trick! Woot! Woot! Woot!" He yelled obnoxiously as he pumped his fist in the air.
"Morning Bo." She greeted him as she hung her school bag over the back of her chair.
"The Avatar ladies and gentlemen! In our very homeroom!"
"As much as I love you cheering me on, you need to stop, people are going to start associating me with your weirdness."
The excitement on his face morphed into a pout. "Would that really be a bad thing?" "Depends who you ask I suppose."
"Well if you asked Opal it wouldn't be. She likes my weirdness." He crossed his arms and suck his chin up, the same silly pout on his face.
"Speaking of your dang girlfriend-"
"Wow! Wow! Wow! She's not my girlfriend!...Well not yet...I actually wanted to talk to you about that...I need advice on who to ask her out properly."
"No."
"What!? Why not!? Come on Korra you've dated plenty of girls! You've gotta help me out!" He begged.
"I refuse to help you ask her out while I've got a bone to pick with her!" "Ah...she told you about the kissing booth thing did she?"
Korra reached across the isle and grabbed the collar of his shirt. "You knew!? And you let it happen!?"
"I tried to get you out of it dude! I really did!" He had his hands up as he pleaded his case.
"You realize that she's got Ila in on this whole thing right!?" Her tone getting angrier by the second.
"Korra!" A stern voice yelled from the front of the classroom. "Release Mr Bolin this instant!"
She turned to face her teacher, reluctantly releasing the boy's shirt as she grit her teeth. "Yes Mrs Izumi..."
A shit-eating grin forming on Bolin's face. "This isn't over" she whispered to him as their teacher took attendance.
Bolin was out of his seat and into the hallway the second the bell rung, Korra following right behind him almost grabbing his shirt again before he weaved out of the way at the last second. She gave up her chase, "You're lucky I have somewhere to be Bo! We'll deal with this later!" She yelled as he ran down the hall.
Got damn Bolin. What ever happened to Bros before Hoes? I should have never put them two together. God damn. She continued her inner monologue as she walked towards Asami's office, it must have been nearing the start of first period because the hallways were already nearly empty, she had to hurry. She gave a quick look over her shoulder to make sure no one would see her running into the empty office. She pulled out a package wrapped with red ribbon and put it on the desk, jotted quick words on a piece of paper which she then placed on the package. She stuck her head out the door, finding the halls now completely empty, which could only mean one thing... she was going o be late.
She was running down the hall, the bell had just rung, the door to room 433 was in sight, I do have english first period, Asami would never...
"Detention." The word she was greeted with when she entered the classroom. Some of the students raised their heads from their books, muffled snickers could be heard.
"What!?" She got out between breaths. "You're late. Detention this lunch hour." "But Miss Sato, I was...I just...come on!" "Care to make it two?"
If this was her way of hiding whatever was going on between them, she was doing a good job. "No ma'am." She decided to shut up rather than offer some sort of witty retort, not wanting to press her luck further.
Asami smiled slightly, "Now go sit down, you've already disturbed the class enough."
She's enjoying this... Korra had to admit, strict Asami stirred something inside of her, she liked it. Korra had always been the one to take control, which she loved, having control over the other person, bending them to your will, making them beg for it, scream for it. But the thought of Asami taking control over her added a whole new repertoire of ideas to the already substantial collection in her head, having Miss Sato on top of her, holding her down, deciding when and where she was touched...fuck Korra concentrate, you're already in trouble as it is. She shook her head from the gutter, the look she was getting from her teacher however wasn't making it easy...
Finally the bell rang to end first period, Korra slowly packed her things, subtly waiting for her classmates, including Bolin, to leave in hopes of getting to spend any amount of time she could with her teacher. The last student walked out, the door closing behind them as they left.
She walked up to the desk where Asami sat, "You enjoyed that didn't you?"
Asami looked up at her with a sly grin. She stood up and leaned over, resting her palms on the desk. "I didn't really have a choice did I? We wouldn't want the other students to think I favour you or something now would we?"
Korra only heard half of what the raven haired woman had said, she to distracted by the view she now had down Asami's shirt, her eyes glued to the ample bosom displayed in front of her.
"Looks like I'm not the only one enjoying things," Asami smiled seductively. "Eyes up here, sweetheart."
Her eyes broke from the view and met emerald orbs, a blush appeared on the young girls cheeks, she quickly tried to hide it not to give away just how much power the woman had over her. "I'm going to get you back for this you know that right?"
"We'll have to see I guess." She said as she started picking up the paper on her desk. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have lessons to prepare. Don't forget, detention at lunch."
The woman walked towards the door, turning to look over her shoulder as she grabbed the door handle. "Oh, and Korra?" The tan girl stood, staring, mouth agape as she watched those hips, "For the record, I think I'm wining." She left and turned down the hall out of sight.
Pfft...how can she think she's winning? She picked her jaw up off the floor and headed out of the
classroom, finding Bolin leaning up against he wall just outside the door.
"You uh, you forgot a little drool on your chin dude." He pointed to the corner of her mouth as he smiled.
"Shove off Bo, I'm still mad at you."
"Come on Korra! There's nothing I could have done! She had already given the list in when she told me!"
"You know she told Ila right? Apparently she's already got her quarters piled up or something..." "Yeah well that might have been my fault too..." He rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'm going to kill both of you now. They won't even be able to identify your bodies when I'm done with you."
"I didn't have a choice! She said she saw your hand at you game last night, then she started asking questions, I panicked and had to sell her the whole you & Ila thing so she didn't get suspicious! I was protecting you ya know!" He was speaking almost as fast as Opal was earlier.
Korra facepalmed, "Maybe next time you can protect me little less...this is gonna be horrible..." "I'll just intervene whenever I see Ila coming towards the booth, don't worry."
"Why does that not reassure me?"
"It'll be fine, don't stress! I've saved you from her before."
I guess he has... "Fine...I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, but if I have to kiss her even once, you and Opal are both dead."
"Got it!" The bell rang. "Now if you're done threatening to maim my woman and I, can we go and get ready for class? You're always making me late."
She just rolled her eyes at the boy and started to walk to wards their lockers.
—
Asami wasn't lying when she left Korra in the classroom earlier, she did have lessons to prepare and she planned on using her free period to do it. She navigated the hallways through the masses of students, stoping occasionally to say hi on her way towards her office. She was nearly there now, excited to get to her space and close the door to block out the noise from the regular recess commotion that was occurring in the hallway.
A chill went up her spine and as she felt a firm hand on her shoulder accompanied by a slimy voice, "Hello Mis Sato."
She sighed before turning around, what do you want? "Hello, Mr Tarrlok," she put on a fake smile, "how are you today?"
"Fine thank you. I wanted to ask you if you enjoyed the game last night?" "I did, thank you for accompanying me."
"She's quite something isn't she?" The corners of his mouth turned up.
"I beg your pardon?" She wasn't going to fall for his ploy. "The avatar, she's quite the player."
"Oh right, what number was she again? 30?"
"Miss Sato, surely you remember, it was the number a lot of the fans were chanting," his focus on her intensified, trying to get a reaction from her, "especially Ila, she and Miss Korra used to be joined at the hip at one time if I remember correctly."
She had to consciously stop herself from gritting her teeth, "Ah yes, now I remember, 20 was it?"
"There, I knew you'd remember." His grin only grew bigger. "I also wanted to apologize to you Miss Sato."
"For what?"
"For leaving you with those two buffoons at the end of the game, it's not hard to see where Korra gets her issues from."
What's this guys angle..."Tonraq and Senna? They seemed like perfectly nice people, a trait Korra has, which is in no way an issue."
"Everyone is entitled to their own opinion I suppose, no matter how flawed it may be."
Asami simply cocked an eyebrow at him, eager to escape the conversation. "Yes, some more flawed than others" she matched his grin, "I'm sorry Mr Tarrlok but I really must be going, I must prepare my lessons now since I've had to step in for Mr Bataar's duties at lunch hour. Enjoy the rest of your day." She turned without waiting for his response. If she wasn't excited to get to her office before, she sure as hell was now.
She walked into her office, and closed the door behind her, thankful for the quiet it brought. She shook her head as she leaned up against the door to rid herself of the thoughts that remained from her conversation with Mr Tarrlok, creep. She had only been teaching her a short while yet her office was already cluttered with assignments, projects, notes and lesson plans. They were scattered across both desks, stuck to cork boards and piled on the spare chair. Of all the mess strewn about her space, one thing did not belong, a package wrapped in brown paper and red ribbon. There was a note on top of it, Since you're not a t-shirt girl. P.S. Thanks for coming last night. A smile appeared on her face, she quickly ripped through the paper and opened the box, taking out what its contents and holding it up in front of her. It was a royal blue t-shirt with the words 'Property of RCHS Hockey' written on the front, and on the back was the number 20 with 'Korra' written above it across the shoulders. Butterflies formed in her stomach along with a warmth encompassing her entire body, her smile was huge now, she held the shirt close to her, the smell reminding her of Korra. That girl though...
—
"You got detention!?" Mako asked in shock as they left their second period classroom, "You can't keep getting in trouble Korra, it could mess with your scholarship opportunity!"
"Stop being a mom bro," Bolin punched his brother in the arm. "It's not that big a deal, she was just little late. Besides, I highly doubt that Miss Sato would actually get her in any real trouble."
"Bo! Shut up!" Korra angrily whispered to the built boy.
"What!? What's are you guys talking about?" He asked gesturing to his to his brother and his
friend.
"Nothing bro, it's fine. I just meant it in the sense that no teacher in their right mind would purposefully do anything that could fuck with Korra's scholarship opportunity, they all know how bad she wants it."
"Yeah Mako, it'll be fine. I better got though." Reluctantly leaving the two brothers, she dagged her feet as she walked towards the science classroom to serve her detention.
To her surprise there was no one else in the classroom, guess no one else is ever late except me... she walked in with her head down and picked a seat at the back of the class, dropping her bag to the floor as she sat down, tracing the scribbles and other markings that students left on the desk with her finger. She heard a feminine voice clear their throat at the front of the class, quickly looking up to see who it was, her eyes opening wide in surprise as they locked onto her. "Asami!?"
The pale skinned woman was sitting at the head of the class, her elbows on the desk and her chin resting on interlocked fingers. "Miss Sato." She corrected her.
Korra gulped, this strict act is going to kill me..."I apologize. Miss Sato." "That's better. Please come sit at the front of the class."
She gladly obliged, picking up her bag and making her way to the seat directly in front of the desk.
Once the girl was settled in her new seat, Miss Sato got up and walked towards the her. "I'll need you to sign in." She said, placing it a clipboard in front of her.
"Yes Ma'am." She took the pen offered to her, purposefully touching her teacher's fingers as she did.
Asami backed away and sat up on the teacher's desk to face Korra, waiting for the girl to make eye contact with her before slowly crossing her legs, a hand on each side of her gripping the edge of the desk. "I'm sure you brought some work to do? Correct?"
Her mouth dropped open, her eyes analyzing the gorgeous long legs in front of her. She's not getting away with this... "I did... but I'd rather work on you instead." A cocky grin formed on her lips.
Asami's whole body tingled at the sight of it, damn that smile. She needed to answer, something to put her back in control. She adjusted herself, straightening her posture as she flipped her long black hair, knowing exactly what it would do to the girl. "Would you now?" Her hands followed up the buttons of her blouse to the top one.
Korra bit her lip, balling her hand into a fist as she watched the her. "I'm sure you'd rather that as well."
"So cocky..." she started to undo the top button of her blouse, watching as Korra's mouth fell open further.
There's no way she's doing this at school...she watched the as her teacher made her way down to the second button, but rather then revealing smooth flesh beneath the blouse, all Korra could see was royal blue fabric, familiar letters appearing with each button that came undone.
"Do you like my new shirt?" Asami stood up and turned her back towards Korra, peeling her
blouse down just below her shoulders, "I especially like the back."
Seeing her name appear across Miss Sato's shoulders made her throat suddenly turn dry. She didn't think it would be possible for her mouth to fall open any wider. She melted as she saw he teacher look back over her shoulder towards her, the same seductive grin on her lips. She fumbled for her words, "I...umm...it...it suits you..." You're losing Korra... She closed her mouth shut, "But I think it would better on my bedroom floor."
"My, my, my, someone's getting bold." The black haired woman pulled her blouse back up and buttoned up her buttons as they were before. She turned back to face her student, making her way towards her. She leaned over Korra's desk, her lips mere inches away from the girls, "Careful Korra, if we keep playing this game, I'll destroy you..." She placed a quick peck on the girl's cheek before returning to sit behind the teacher's desk.
Maybe I should get detention more often...
Surprisingly enough they were actually able to get through detention without touching each other or tormenting each other further, which had required immense amounts of self control form each of them. The glances of need and desire they gave each other only made it worse, but somehow they still managed. Korra didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to keep this up, she could only stare at those lips, those eyes, those hips and that ass for so long before she could no longer hold herself back...she could feel her nails digging into her palms as her hands once again found themselves in fists, squeezing the more she thought about what she'd like to be doing to her teacher. I'm definitely losing...
