She stood there mouth agape for what seemed like forever, feet glued to the floor unable to move. Instead, she just stared out the door of her teacher's office into the hallway, mentally berating herself. Did I just say that out loud? Nah I couldn't have, I mean we've only been doing this for a few weeks. Fuck… I totally said it. What's wrong with me? Shit fuck shit. And that's when the realization hit her, her eyes widened and her mouth snapped shut. I hope she didn't hear me. Finally able to move her feet, quickly crossing the remaining space between her and the door, hiding behind the frame as she discretely edged her head out into the hallway. She released a breath she didn't know she was holding when she found it was empty. She would have for sure come back if she heard, probably with some witty comment or something knowing her. Yeah that's way more likely. Thank fuck. She brought her head back into the office, taking a moment to compose herself and lean against the wall. She smiled to herself, quite convinced by her own reasoning. Yeah everything is totally fine. But her contentment only lasted a few seconds, wait… empty halls… that means that everyone is already… FUCKKK. She quickly peeled herself off the wall and took off down the hallway, sprinting around corners and up stairwells.
"Of course I'd be late twice in one day." She said aloud to herself as she pushed through the stairwell door on the fourth floor.
She could see it, room 433, only a few more meters away. The bell started to go off, but she still had a few seconds before it stopped, the sound of her steps echoing down the hall as her feet made contact with the floor.
The ringing ended just as her foot crossed the threshold into the classroom.
"Totally in before the bell rang. Not late whatsoever, 100% on time." She quickly blurted out as she blew by her teacher's desk and threw herself into her chair.
Her panting didn't stop the lopsided grin from forming on her face as she stared at her teacher waiting for a response, as it seemed the rest of the class was as well. She was only met with a half scowl however, one she could only assume was for show, or so she hoped.
"Dude what the hell?" she could hear Bolin whisper from across the aisle, but she just ignored him and began to get out her books.
Finally her teacher began to speak, "Well Korra, technically you're supposed to be in your seat when the bell starts to ring." The woman's face shifted halfway through her sentence from a scowl to something more mischievous, "but as I hear it, you've been given a detention for being late once already today, correct?"
Quiet snickering could be heard about the classroom, causing Korra to reluctantly look up at her. Yup, she's totally an ass. I'm gonna get her back for this. "Yes Miss Sato." She grumbled.
"In that case, I'll let you off the hook this time. But don't be late for my class again, clear?"
"Crystal." She sassed as a grin once again found itself on her lips.
"Do you want to try that answer again? Or should I just hand you this already filled in slip? Seems to already have your name on it and everything." She asked holding up that dreaded yellow piece of paper.
A-S-S. "Sorry, yes it's clear."
"Excellent." The woman's grin only got bigger as she put the slip back down and began her lecture.
Bolin could barely contain his laughter next to her, trying his best to keep his voice at a whisper. "Kor they all have them!"
She just sank deeper into her chair, "Yeah, hilarious."
Thankfully the rest of class went by smoothly, or what Korra considered to be smoothly. As much as she convinced herself that she was in the clear earlier from her confession, she still couldn't help but feel that little bit of worry that there was some slight chance that Asami did in fact hear her. So class was spent avoiding those captivating green eyes and actually looking like she was paying attention for once. Anytime Asami would flash her that 'I'm totally winning' smile, Korra would not so discretely bury her nose in her book. If she stared into those eyes any longer her resolve would crack and she'd lose it all together. So avoiding her was clearly the best option, such great logic Kor.
Finally the bell rang, if she could escape into the chaos of the hallway quick enough, she could maybe give herself enough time to sort through her thoughts and organize a way to conduct some damage control. She quickly gathered her belongings as did everyone else, hoping to make a clean getaway and walk past unnoticed with the rest of the students. But things never go as planned do they?
"Korra see me after class."
Of course they don't.
Miss Sato's voice cut through the noise with ease, making its way to Korra's ears. How could it not? Nothing that woman does goes unnoticed by Korra. Now normally this would be all part of their game, and Korra would have already been working on a game plan all class, but not today. Greattt.
She sat back down in her seat as the rest of the students filtered through the aisles. "Yes Miss Sato."
"I'll wait for ya outside." Bo said from across the aisle with an almost concerned look as opposed to his normal cheeky grin.
Korra just nodded in response and again turned to her book as she did all class.
The noise quickly died down as the students left, the door latching closed after Bolin walked out, leaving just the two of them. Korra could feel a bead of sweat going down her spine, the silence almost unbearable. Who are you? Dopping the L bomb. Idiot.
Finally the silence broke with the sound of Asami's chair being pushed backwards, the legs squeaking against the floor. Whatever control she thought she had earlier was melting away, her thoughts slowly taking her over with every click of Asami's heels as she got closer. Fuck, what if she did hear.
Click
Unnfff. She's totally wearing heels today. God damn.
Click
Shit, focus Korra.
Click
I don't even have an excuse!
Click
Shit shit shit!
Click
Think Kor think!
Click
She for sure heard.
Click
She's gonna think I'm fucking nuts.
Click
I'm done for.
The sound of her heels stopped, she was right next to her, not saying anything, waiting.
She totally heard, she totally heard. Well at least it was fun while it lasted. It's fine, I totally didn't mean it anyways. You don't love her, you're just infatuated with her. Which is totally understandable, because she's god damn gorgeous… and funny… and sexy… and smart… and caring… Yeah, definitely just an infatuation, you're good, you're good.
The soft touch of Asami's finger under her chin broke her from her thoughts, forcing her head upwards to face the raven haired woman before her, blue meeting green for the first time all class.
Shit. I totally love her.
The woman tapped a finger on Korra's temple, "You okay in there?"
Alright, bullshit time, you've got this, you're fine, totally fine. She managed to put on the best fake smile she could. "Oh yeah, totally okay. The most okay. The okayest." Smooth.
Asami gave her a smirk of disbelief, "You know I wasn't actually going to give you detention right?"
"What?" Korra asked with a cocked brow.
The taller woman put a hand on her hip, "Detention. You were late. This happened just over an hour ago. My, the Avatar is off her game today, is this all because I'm winning?"
"Shit, right, detention. Yeah I totally knew you weren't gonna give me one."
"Because it seemed like you were avoiding me all class, almost looked like you were actually paying attention for once."
"No no, I'm totally fine." That's when Korra finally woke up a bit. "Wait a second, what do you mean you're winning?!"
Asami's lips formed a grin, moving the items on Korra's desk to make room for her to sit, finding Korra's chin in her fingers once again, pulling Kora closer to her so that she could feel her breath on her lips as the woman spoke.
"Our little meeting this morning," she toyed, "you had no answer for me after I left my office."
Korra's mouth morphed into a grin, all of her confidence returning to her. So she didn't actually hear, thank fucking god. Game back on. "Yeah, well I was a little shocked by your boldness, it was very unlike you to be so risqué at school." She surged forwards to meet the crimson lips before her, only to have them pulled away at the last second.
The woman stood up and turned to walk back to her desk. "I decided to try some of that Korra impulsiveness. I think it worked to my advantage wouldn't you say?"
Korra gathered her things and followed behind her. "Well I got a kiss out of it, so I'd say it was to my advantage as well."
"That may be, but it still puts me in the lead." She asserted as she got to her desk and began preparing for her next lesson.
"Debateable." Korra shot back as she walked by the desk towards the door.
Asami didn't even lift her head from what she was doing, her grin still evident. "Not in the slightest. Enjoy your next class Avatar."
"I will." Korra stopped in her tracks, a mischievous grin forming on her lips, "Oh and Miss Sato," she went on as she turned to walk back towards her teacher's desk.
"Yes Korra?" The woman still refused to look up from her desk.
It was Korra's turn now. Time for a taste of your own medecine. She caught the woman's chin between her thumb and forefinger, pulling the woman closer to her and forcing her to finally pry her eyes from the paper on the desk, crashing her lips into the crimson ones that were pulled away from her minutes ago. She couldn't help herself but smile into the kiss as the woman's hands found themselves wrapped around her waist. It was a sign that she was winning the woman over, that Miss Sato was falling more and more into the kiss, which is exactly what Korra wanted, which meant it was time to pull away. The woman let out a moan of disapproval as their lips parted, her face a mix of more and what the hell,which only made Korra's grin grow bigger.
"Next time leave the impulsiveness to me." She leaned in past the woman's lips, centimeters away from her ear, whispering into it, "I win."
Her teacher had no response as she walked away, leaving Korra quite content with herself as she left the classroom and closed the door behind her.
"Well someone seems to be doing better, a little Asami therapy fixed ya all up?" Her best friend greeted her.
"Shut up Bo." She smiled, giving him a playful eblow in the side. "And I was fine all class!"
The nudge didn't even phase him, "Yeah, tell that to the sweat that was dripping down your neck."
The two began to walk down the hall, "You're seeing things."
"Really Kor? How long is it gonna take you to realize that nothing gets by me? Best friend, remember?" He asked, pointing back to himself with his thumb.
"At least a while longer I guess."
"Come on, you know you can tell me anything. I don't like seeing my bestie all stressed like that."
He deserved a smile for that one, "Thanks buddy, but it's not even an issue anymore, problem now resolved."
"Fine, play your little game, I'll get it out of you later… " He said giving her a smile of his own as he looked back down the hallway, only to throw his arm out in front of Korra and stop them both mid step a second later.
"What the heck Bo?"
He pointed down the hall, "Speaking of problems..."
At the other end of the corridor there was a blonde haired, blue eyed girl with red lipstick making her way towards them as she waved.
"Seems like your girlfriend missed you over the weekend." It was Bolin's turn to elbow Korra in the side now.
"Hey baby!" The girl shouted.
Korra's eyes widened as her head snapped in the direction that Bo was pointing, then back at him. "Fuck! I totally forgot!"
Bolin turned to face her, bringing a hand to his chest to embellish his fake act of surprise, albeit a bad act as he could barely contain his laughter. "Korra! How could you forget your girlfriend?!"
Korra grabbed him by the neck of his shirt. "Knock it off Bo! She's getting closer, help me out!"
"Sorry bro, just got a text from Opal," he flashed her his phone screen, "gotta get a kiss before class."
She released him and crossed her arms. "You guys disgust me."
"Oh stop, you love us."
"You realize you're giving me a death sentence right? Remember what happened last time I broke up with her?"
"Yeah well," he gave her a soft pat on the back—well, soft for Bolin, "Duty calls!"
A softer hand grabbed her other arm, "Baby, there you are!"
Bolin came in close for a whisper, "Nice knowing ya!"
Korra watched him with a clenched jaw as he ran away down the hall. I'll kill him.
"I was looking for you between homeroom and first period but couldn't find you, Avatar."
Ughh. She turned to the girl, trying to make her smile as genuine as possible. "Heyy Ila… Sorry about not being around during the break, I was ummm... making out with the hottest teacher on campus... busy."
"That's okay honey." The girl replied as she tucked a stray piece of hair behind Korra's ear, "Missed you over the weekend, there were a few parties I would have liked you to come to."
Always a popularity show. "Sorry, I had hockey."
"Oh right, you did! God I'm such a terrible girlfriend."
"Yeah Ila about that…" she started as she brought her hand up behind her head, "Kuvira just made—"
RING!
"Shit. Guess we better get to class, see ya at lunch baby!" The girl finished before placing a kiss on Korra's cheek and heading down the hall, disappearing into the mass of students.
"Greattt… totally… see ya later… fuck" Korra muttered, Ila being too far to notice her lack of enthusiasm. "Damn I've gotta get that sorted."
"You really do." A voice from behind her said.
She didn't even have time to turn her head before seeing Asami walk by, grin evident on the woman's face as she looked over her shoulder back at Korra.
Korra could only watch the woman walk away down the hall, I've really gotta stop talking to myself.
After a short detention thanks to Mrs Izumi, it was time for lunch. The next half hour belonged to her and the krew to use as they pleased. By the time Korra got to the cafeteria everyone else was already there, Bolin and Opal sitting side by side being all touchy feely, Jinora and Kai across from them being almost as bad, with a broody Mako sitting at the end of the table. Korra navigated her way through the maze of tables, dodging students carrying lunch trays trying to find their seats, weaving through crowds until she finally got to her own seat across from Mako, disappointed to see books laid out in front of her friends.
"What the heck are you guys doing?" She inquired. "Books aren't allowed at this table."
Everyone looked up from their books, Opal the first to answer, "There's a rumour that Tarrlok is planning a surprise quiz for Friday!"
Korra laughed in disbelief, "You're joking right? You're definitely joking."
"Definitely not joking, Jinora just told us." Opal continued. Jinora was the source to go to, with her Dad being the principal and all, she often had inside information.
"Fuck! Right when we get back from an away weekend?! We already have our final exam at the end of the week!"
"Apparently this quiz is supposed to prep us for Friday." Jinora explained.
"Well that's just fucking great!" Korra hung her head in her hands. "I'm screwed."
"It's just a quiz Kor, you'll be fine." Mako tried to reassure her from across the table.
"Easy for you to say shark brows, you've already got enough credits." Korra snapped back.
"Woah, harsh dude." Bolin chimed in.
He was right. "Sorry Mako, I'm just stressed, scholarship and all."
"It's all good Kor, I get it. We're here to help if you need it." Good old Mako, as much as he could be a pain in the ass sometimes, overall he was a great team player.
"Thanks."
Bolin leaned in close, "Not that you need our help, now that you've got your secret tutoring session and all," he winked.
Korra couldn't help but smile as her mind shifted to thoughts of Asami. God I love this kid. "You're the best Bo." She went to get up from the table, only to be pulled back down to her seat by her best friend.
"Buuuut you're gonna have to wait to set that up until after because we've got girl business to go over." He continued at a whisper.
"What Bo come on I've gotta-"
"Yeah Kor I'll totally come and get your books with you!" He cut her off in a purposefully loud tone, announcing it to the rest of the table.
Korra just grumbled. "I'm gonna kill you one day I swear."
He disregarded her completely, "Be back in a bit guys!" The boy yelled over his shoulder as he dragged Korra away. On a positive note at least this would keep her away from Ila, which she was thankful for.
He led them out of the cafeteria, down to the hall and out the main entrance into the front yard. "Where exactly are we going Bo?"
"The market." He replied matter of factly.
Korra gave him a confused look, "And why exactly are we going to the market?"
"Because it's far away enough from campus where I won't have to watch my words when talking about girl business, we both know how good I am at that."
"This is true, which leads me to my second question, what girl business?"
"Don't play dumb Kor, you wouldn't even look at Miss Sato in class this morning, usually you can't take your eyes off her, or keep your drool in your mouth for that matter."
"I do not drool!" she yelled as she shoved him.
"Practically. Anyways, spill. Was it still about the goal thing?"
"Uh… no..."
"So then what?"
"I uh… kind of umm… got pulled into her office between homeroom and first period… and-"
"I KNEW THAT'S WHY YOU WERE LATE!" He exclaimed with a sudden excitement, "Sorry, got too excited there, carry on."
"...and we talked it out, resolved it right away. You were right, it didn't matter at all."
"I'm always right, when will you learn?" He puffed his chest. "But wait, why were you freaking out in class then if all went well?"
"I maybe said something stupid…" she started.
"Okay,"
"Like really stupid,"
"Yes,"
"Immensely stupid,"
"Go on,"
"So stupid,"
"JESUS KORRA GET ON WITH IT!"
Korra just stood staring at him, wide-eyed, taken aback by his sudden outburst.
He cleared his throat, "I mean, what did you say Korra?"
"I uh… kind of sort of… said the L word."
It was Bolin's turn to go wide-eyed now, bringing his hands to cover his mouth, causing whatever words he made to be muffled.
Korra pulled his hand down, "Can't understand ya there bud."
"Not only do you have feelings, but you shared them too! And not just any feeling, but the biggest feeling! I know I keep saying this but I am so proud of you!" He wrapped his arms around her, crushing her in a bear hug.
"Bo.." she struggled to get out, "my ribs… they're breaking…"
"Shit sorry." He released her instantly.
After a few quick coughs and deep inhales to catch her breath she was able to continue. "But like she cleared up after first period, she didn't actually hear me, so I'm safe."
Bolin cocked a brow at her, "Why does that make you safe?"
"Because Bo, who drops the L bomb after a few weeks? She would have thought I was nuts."
"I told Opal I loved her two days after we started dating. She didn't think I was nuts." He said in defence as he crossed his arms.
"Seriously?"
"I have a lot of feelings okay!"
"Now that I will agree with." Korra laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, not changing his defensive posture.
"Dude, you cry whenever we watch any movie that has talking animals in it."
"It's not my fault they are so damn cute!"
Tears were starting to well up in his eyes, she tried to comfort him as best she could without laughing, which proved to be quite the feat. "Yeah of course, it's totally valid bud."
"You're damn right it is!" He forced a smile through a sniffle.
"Now, if you're done interrogating me and breaking my ribs, can we head back to campus?" she asked as she put her hand around his shoulders, turning him back in the direction of their school.
"Yeah." He sniffled, wiping his nose on his sleeve.
"Oh and if you tell anyone about this—"
"You'll kill me, I know." He smiled back at her.
"Good."
The rest of the day was uneventful, classes started and finished with Korra being on time for all of them, an accomplishment that not one person commended her on, jerks. Only the best part of her day remained, hockey practice—and potentially a date with Miss Sato, tutoring session, I mean tutoring session. Okay so maybe they were kind of like dates, after all they did usually sleep together afterwards—sleep being the operative word, and it wasn't always just to study, totally dates. Then again dates are things that couples do, and they are not a couple, well not officially, but maybe we could be officially. She smiled at the thought of the possibility, of course it would have to be a secret couple, an official secret couple. She shook her head, what is wrong with me? Since when do I want to be in a couple? ...since Asami… fuck. This woman had her whole world turned inside out, beliefs flipped upside down, yeah I'm totally setting up a date tonight, tutoring session! I mean tutoring session, goddamn.
Her thoughts had slowed her walk down enough so that the halls once again found themselves empty, with the majority of the students on the main floor or out in the yard waiting for their bus or getting in their cars. Perfect.
She gave the hallway one last look around before knocking on the door.
"Come in!" a voice chimed from inside.
To no surprise, Korra opened the door to find the woman sitting at her desk going over blueprints. Her hair was pulled back, all except for one strand that dangled in front of her face as she leaned over her desk studying the diagrams.
Korra walked in and closed the door behind her, making her way behind her teacher and wrapping her arms around her waist. "Hey gorgeous."
Asami smiled as she jotted down the remainder of her equation, "I see someone is feeling better."
Korra turned the woman around to face her, unable to stop the smile from forming on her lips or the red blush on her cheeks the moment she met those emerald orbs, "I uh, missed you this weekend."
The woman brought her hand to her chest, "Korra, are you getting soft on me?" Mock surprise in her voice.
"What? No! I mean, I didn't actually, well I kind of did, but it was more of a miss you in a 'I miss toying with you' kind of way, because I like our little game, not actually because—"
A pair of lips being pushed up against hers cut off her stammering, "You're a dork you know that?" the woman smiled, rubbing Korra's cheek with her thumb, "I missed you too."
Korra couldn't deny the warmth that those words sent all over her body, and how they totally destroyed her ability to speak. "I uh… yeah…"
Asami pecked her on the lips once more before turning to find her seat, "Still a dork." She pulled her chair closer and sat down cross legged, her black pants forming tighter around her curves. "So as I hear it you have a quiz tomorrow?"
This wasn't helping, Korra still couldn't find her words, instead just stared mouth agape at how well those damn black pants fit her.
A soft touch on her hand forced her to break her eyes from Asami's form. "Korra, the quiz?"
You just lost whatever points you won earlier, pull it together! She cleared her throat, trying to regain her cocky composure, "Yeah, apparently we do. Was hoping to get some assistance from my favorite teacher, do you know if Mrs Su Yin is busy?" Totally winning.
"Mrs Su Yin eh?" her teacher asked as she let go of her hand in favor of crossing her arms. "Guess I won't offer to have you come over to my place then tonight."
Shit. "Well, I mean, I guess I could come over, since you did miss me so much."
"You're too kind," Asami mocked, "did you want to invite your girlfriend as well?"
Korra's cocky facade dropped, "Asami I'm so sorry you had to see that today, she means nothing to me I swear!"
Asami smiled as she got up, hooking her finger in the bottom of Korra's shirt to pull her close enough so that their foreheads almost touched. "You're cute when you worry you know that?"
"Me, cute? Never." Korra replied with a lopsided grin on her face.
"And don't worry, I know she means nothing." The woman edged closer.
"Completely nothing." She breathed back.
"Good." Asami pulled away, turning back to her desk once again and beginning to roll up the blueprints. "I've got a few things to finish up, but I'll see you at my place in a bit?" She asked over her shoulder.
"Absolutely. I'll feed something to the folks and be right over after practice."
"Perfect." Her teacher turned back to her, rolled up blueprints in hand, quickly kissing Korra on the cheek as she walked out of the office, "I'll see you later tonight, have a good practice!"
Korra's smile only got bigger, "Will do! See ya soon!" Man I could get used to this being a regular thing.
Korra couldn't wipe the smile off her face the whole way to the arena, it was crazy to her how much this woman got to her, how happy she made her. Apart from the totally unnecessary freak outs like with the lack of a goal this weekend and the almost L bomb drop earlier today, she was always on cloud nine as of late. Her mind only able to focus on things Asami related, with a little bit of hockey sprinkled in there. Which shouldn't be like that at all, it she should be school and hockey focused right now, what with finals and the most important game of her life coming up. However that was easier said than done, Asami was part of all those things, tutoring her for school, and she was going to be attending her last game. Which I totally can't wait for. If that wasn't good enough motivation for her to play well, nothing would be. Playing to impress the scouts was one thing, but impressing Asami meant just as much.
For the first time in awhile, she would have time to return to her regular routine. She had gotten to the arena early enough to get her own mini workout in before getting onto the ice, a quick run around campus, get some core work in, and then focus on on-ice skills before everyone else got out. Or so that was her plan, Kuvira seemed to have a different plan. Seeing Kuvira's face first thing when she walked in anywhere never meant good news. Smile gone.
The already dressed girl stood next to the door to get on the ice. "Behold," she began, "our beloved captain. Just who I wanted to see."
"What do you want Kuvy?" Korra demanded dryly as she began to walk past the tall defender.
Kuvira moved into her path, blocking her from going any further, "That's not a proper way to greet your teammate is it now?"
"What. Do. You. Want." She reiterated.
"I was just about to get on the ice, and when I saw you walk in figured I'd ask to see if you wanted to play a little one on one before practice starts." The sly grin on her face never meant anything good.
"I'm good thanks. Now if you'll excuse me." Korra said as she forced her way by, purposefully knocking shoulders with the girl.
"Alright then, just figured you could obviously use the practice since you couldn't score this weekend."
This stopped Korra in her tracks, looking back at the girl over her shoulder. "What did you just say?"
"You heard me." Kuvira sneered, "You were pathetic this weekend, the freshie had to come in and save the day."
Korra's hands balled into fist, jaw clenching tight. Against her better judgement, she turned to face her teammate. "You want to go one on one with me?"
Kuvira's sly grin only got bigger, "Did I stutter?"
That was it. She had Korra, hook line and sinker. "You got it then. On the ice in 10."
"I'll be waiting." The tall girl replied before stepping onto the ice.
Korra didn't take long to get ready, stepping out of the room mere minutes after getting in. This was the perfect set up, a way for her to get her Kuvira-related frustrations out. What better way to shut her teammate up than to out play her? I've got this.
Kuvira was just getting up from her stretches as Korra stepped on to the ice, meeting her at the center faceoff dot where the puck was already set.
"Hope you're ready to eat ice." Her teammate toyed. "First one to hit all three posts wins, crossbar last. Clear the blue line after a change of possession."
"It's not my first time." Korra snapped back.
"You go first then, captain." Kuvira said as she offered Korra a mock curtsy.
"With pleasure."
The two stood staring each down for a few seconds, Korra just behind the center dot and Kuvira on the blue line, only the sound of the lights buzzing breaking the silence. Korra gripped her stick tighter, she had this in the bag. Kuvira was no match for Korra's speed and with all this open space she'd definitely be using it to her advantage. She was ready, time to shut her up.
She touched the puck and it was on. Kuvira immediately closed the space between them, allowing Korra to take a few strides before backing up at full pace. She forced Korra to her left, meeting her hands with her hips in an attempt to push her off the puck, but Korra saw it coming. Korra put on the brakes slightly as she pulled the puck through Kuvira's skates into the slot, moving around the beat defender with ease, giving her an open lane to the net, making no mistake when she shot, hitting the left post.
"Wow it's like playing against a pilon." Korra mocked as Kuvira skated by her to get the puck.
The older girl just grumbled as she made her way back to the center dot.
The next rounds weren't so easy, both players having to work for their points. As they played more and more players showed up, stopping to watch when they noticed who was on the ice. A few of them left to start getting dressed but came back to watch the rest of the battle with half their equipment on from the waist down. Needless to say most of the girls were cheering for Korra, letting her know how far back Kuvira was once she got around her or warning her of an impending cheap shot.
The game had gone on for longer than Korra expected, but it was still 2-1 in her favor. Kuvira was up next after Korra's last point, the defender stood at the center dot analyzing her next move.
"Sometime today would be nice!" Korra yelled from the blue line.
Kuvira nudged the puck forward a few feet but didn't move herself.
What the fuck is she doing? "I'd like to beat you before practice starts so how about you take a step."
Korra could see the girl grin through her face mask. What is she thinking…?
That's when the taller girl started to move. But instead of taking a few hard strides to build up speed, she only took two and then glided forwards with her feet shoulder width apart as she lifted her stick backwards.
Holy fuck, she's winding up for a shot! "Kuvira what the fuck!" Korra turned sideways in at attempt to make herself smaller, protecting her unpadded areas as best she could. Screams of protest erupted from the bench, but they didn't deter the taller girl. Kuvira had a reputation in the league for having a wicked slap shot, so this definitely wasn't a place that Korra wanted to be. She closed her eyes and clenched her jaw, waiting for the sound of her stick hitting the puck and hoping for it to whiz by her. A searing pain shot up her leg, the puck hit her calf making it spasm so bad that Korra fell to the ice. Her other teammates immediately jumped on the ice, half skating right up to shove Kuvira, the other over to Korra.
Opal was the first to fall onto her knees next to her, "Kor are you okay?!"
Korra was in a ball on the ice, clenching her leg to her chest and her hands on her calf. "Get my skate off!" she yelled. She needed her foot to be free to stretch out her calf muscle. Jinora obliged, getting to work on her laces right away.
"LADIES!" An authoritative voice yelled from the bench, breaking up the scuffle that was forming at center ice around Kuvira. "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" The silver haired woman hopped over the boards in her running shoes.
"Cap just can't block a shot." Kuvira spat from center ice as she held another player's jersey in her fist.
Their coach looked over to see Korra on the ice surrounded by some of her teammates. "You!" she pointed at Kuvira, "Off the ice now!" She commanded as she carefully made her way over to the downed captain.
Kuvira shoved the player back as she released their jersey and made her way to the bench.
"What happened?!" Lin asked as she kneeled behind Korra.
"Slapshot to the back of the calf." Jinora explained, she already had Korra's skate off and was pushing her toes upwards to pull out her calf.
"I'm good coach." Korra tried to convince her through clenched teeth. It hurt like hell, but she was fine—or at least she would be in a few minutes when her calf was no longer ceased up.
The older woman pulled down Korra's sock as far as she could, revealing a red welt about half way up. "Toughen up kid, it's just gonna be a wicked bruise."
"Yup." Korra agreed as she winced. "Just give me a minute and I'll be good to go."
"Oh no you don't, you're off for this practice."
"But coach finals are this weekend!" Korra pleaded as she sat up and wiggled her toes, "It's getting better!"
"Exactly, finals are this weekend. I need everyone healthy, go get some on ice your leg."
"Ughhh," She knew arguing with her coach was no good, "fine."
Her coach turned to the players around her, "Help her off the ice," earning a resounding 'yes coach!'
The woman got up and walked towards the bench. "As for you," she stared at Kuvira, "you're officially benched." Without looking away she pointed to the gym window on the second floor that overlooked the ice, "I want to see you running on that treadmill the whole time we are on the ice."
Kuvira offered no response, just returned the stare with clenched fists.
"You owe me 50 suicides, 200 burpees, and 200 pushups before you can play again! Understood?!"
Still no response.
Lin grabbed her by the collar of her jersey. "Am. I. Understood."
After a short pause, she finally gave a barely audible answer through gritted teeth. "Yes coach."
"Good." Their coach released her jersey. "Now get out of my face."
Everyone watched as Kuvira made her way back to the locker room, unsure of what to do next. They had seen their coach mad before, but never like this, never so much at one player specifically.
"What are you all staring at?!" Coach asked as she looked around at her players staring back at her. "Go get dressed now! Back on the ice in 5 or you're all doing suicides!"
Everyone was off and on the ice again before Korra even had time to make it to the locker room with the help of Jinora and Opal. Although she could have probably made it there okay by herself, they insisted on helping her back.
"You sure you're going to be okay Kor?" Opal asked as they sat her down in her spot.
"100%, just a little tender is all." She replied massaging her calf. "You guys better get out there before you have to do sprints."
"You're sure sure?" It was Jinora's turn to ask this time.
"Yes, now get out there and make sure everyone practices hard. I'll be out there in a minute."
The two nodded and left the room. She wasn't lying, she was okay. It only pinched a little when she walked, nothing major. She pulled all of her gear off and threw it in her bag, eager to get ice and numb away the little pain that remained.
As was expected of injured players, Korra sat on the bench and watched her team run through drills and go over plays. Watching people play sports in general was tough for her, she always wanted to be on the pitch, ice, or court herself, but watching people play her sport was the worst. However coach was right, the ice was doing her leg good and if she wanted to play this weekend she couldn't take any chances.
Like a good captain, she waited for all of her teammates to get off the ice before leaving, telling them all that they did well as they walked by her towards the locker room.
"Feeling better?" Coach asked as she stepped off the ice last.
"It's already getting a little purple, but I'll live."
"Well, night off for everyone tomorrow, so take it easy will ya?"
"Yes coach," Korra smiled as the woman walked by, "see ya on Wednesday."
Korra watched as her team filed through the locker room doors, waiting until the last player got in and the door latched behind them. Her team duties were done for the night, which only meant one thing was left, seeing Asami. She pulled out her phone and swiped to her Mom's convo as she made her way out of the arena.
Korra: Going to the boys' apartment to study! Won't be home until tomorrow!
Mom: Ok sweetie! Tell the boys we say hi! Love ya!
Perfect. She then swiped to her convo with Bolin:
Korra: If the parentals ask I'm staying at your place tonight!
Bo: Oooooo! More Asami therapy?!
She couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Korra: -_- You know, it's super weird when you call it that.
Bo: Well whatever you call it, I got you. Have fun!
Korra: Thanks Bo, see ya tomorrow!
Bo: Np! Actually try and get some studying done tonight though, okay? ;)
Korra: I have no idea what you're talking about. Night bud!
It was all set. No more worries, no more team drama, just spending time with the woman she couldn't get out of her head. Not even the pinch in her calf every time she stepped, or the freezing cold water dripping into her sock from the bag of ice wrapped around her leg could slow her pace as she walked towards Asami's condo. After a weekend away she couldn't wait to have time alone with her.
As much as Korra enjoyed the game they were playing, it was going far beyond that. Yeah they argued over who was winning and how many points they had, but that was just to cover how she really felt. Sure they had discussions about the fact that they lied to each other, that there was something there, and of course there was the whole Ila/Ming issue, but they hadn't gone deeper into the conversation. Obviously their situation didn't allow for much more, not right now anyways, but maybe they could take a little step forward? Maybe we could go on… nah nvm.
She took a deep breath once she got to her teacher's door, an attempt to calm the nerves that always seemed to find her when she was about to see Asami. After a few seconds, she was finally able to knock.
She heard the deadbolt slide back and the door handle turn. "Hey," the woman greeted her with a smile, thick framed black glasses on and pencil tucked behind her right ear, "come on in."
She didn't have to tell her twice, Korra followed her inside, kicking off her shoes and following her to the kitchen. She watched the woman hurriedly roll up the plans on the table, cross sections of motors in the center and car profiles along the top. "Sorry I was just finishing up these plans for my father."
"No worries," Korra assured as she put her bag down on an empty chair. "I didn't know you wore glasses?" It was the first time she had seen her in her glasses, and damn did they look good on her.
"Yeah, I only wear them if I'm going to be doing some sketching or going over blueprints for a while, I don't really like wearing them."
"You shouldn't worry, they look really good on you."
Asami looked up at her and smiled, "Thanks."
Korra stood grinning like an idiot, staring at the gorgeous woman across her. Shit. She cleared her throat and turned her attention to the documents on the table, looking over some of the remaining plans. "Looks complicated, working on high school math must bore you."
"Actually it's refreshing." Her teacher corrected as she walked around to Korra's side of the table, rolling up the last blueprint, "besides, I quite like the student I'm tutoring."
Korra grinned, turning to face her teacher, "do you now?"
"I do," she paused as she collected pencils and various drawing utensils, eyeing Korra's bag, "hopefully she brought all of her stuff."
Korra disregarded the last part, grin never leaving her face. "Does 'quite like' mean more than a regular 'like'? Because I wouldn't blame you it if did, I've heard about this student, she sounds pretty awesome."
"She's also a smart ass." Asami quickly shot back, as she motioned to the the girl's bag with a nod.
"Ugh, fine." Korra gave in, unzipping her bag and setting her belongings on the table.
"Good girl." Asami smiled as she moved to the office to put the plans away. "Are you hungry?" She yelled across the hall.
"Starving!" Korra yelled back.
"How do you feel about ordering pizza?" Asami asked as she came back into the kitchen.
"Pizza sounds great," Korra smiled. "Oh and where's your trash bin again?" She asked as she tore EZ-Wrap from around her calf, trying not to get too much water on the floor as she carried the half melted bag of ice to the sink.
Asami turned as she picked up the phone to dial, pointing as she spoke. "The door on the right hand side below the sink."
"Thanks."
The woman's eyes widened as Korra cleared the kitchen table, the dark purple and black welt on her leg now visible. "Oh my god Korra! Your leg!"
"Oh that?" Korra asked as she nonchalantly looked down at her calf, "It's nothing, just got bumped at practice."
Asami had already made her way to Korra, kneeling down to get a closer look at her calf. "That's not nothing Korra! It's the size of my hand! What happened!?"
"Slap shot to the calf. It's my own fault for letting Kuvira bait me into playing one on one against her."
"It's always between you two." The woman shook her head as she stood. "Does it hurt?"
"Only a little when I walk. I didn't practice or anything and the ice helps."
"Are you gonna be ok for finals?" The woman asked worriedly.
"Oh yeah, players block shots all the time. I'll be fine." Kora assured.
"Good," The woman kissed her on the cheek and turned back to the table, "would be a shame if I went to your game and you couldn't play."
Korra grabbed her teacher's hand and pulled her back towards her, "You know what," she smiled as she pointed to the spot on her cheek where Asami's lips had just been, "that actually made my leg feel a little better."
"Oh it did, did it?" Asami replied tracing over the spot with her thumb as well.
"Yup." Korra grinned as she grabbed her teacher's hips. "In fact it helped so much, I'd say a kiss on the lips would heal it right up, guaranteeing that I'll be good to go for Friday."
Korra watched as the woman's eyes shifted to her lips and then back to her own eyes again. A pale finger tracing a soft line up her arm, "You know what I think will help?"
Korra edged closer, "what?"
The woman's lips were almost on hers, "Studying."
Korra loosened her grip on the woman's hips and and took a step back, pout on her face and arms crossed.
Asami just laughed at her, "Nice try though."
Reluctantly Korra gave in, sitting down in front of her work and actually trying to get through some of the topics. They had been at it for what seemed like forever, at least by Korra's standards, and she was only getting more frustrated by the minute. Even after coming back from taking a break to eat, it still wasn't sinking in. Although her progress was quite remarkable since their first tutoring session, she was still having trouble with quadratic equations. Knowing this, Asami had prepared a sheet of 15 practice questions, which in all honesty made Korra dizzy just looking at it.
"I quit." Korra said, exasperated, throwing her pencil down on the table.
"Korra…"
"We've been at it for hours, can't we just call it a night?"
"Let's just work on these last questions and then we're done." Asami tried to convince her.
"What's the point," she leaned back and crossed her arms, "I'm never going to get this anyways."
An impish grin formed on Asami's lips. "Maybe you just lack motivation."
Korra watched the woman get up and move to the seat directly across from her. "What are you doing?"
"Tell you what," the woman leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. "You've got 15 questions in front of you—"
"That's 15 too many." Korra said under her breath.
Asami rolled her eyes, "For every question you get right," she paused, "I'll take off an article of clothing."
Korra's mood instantly shifted, unable to stop the smile from forming on her lips. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table, "You've got a deal."
"But,"
Smile gone, "why is there always a but?"
"For every question you get wrong, I'll put something back on." She leaned forward, looking at Korra over the bridge of her glasses, "Do we still have a deal?"
"We do," Korra agreed, "but I get to choose the article of clothing."
"Don't push it Avatar," The woman sat back in her chair, "I pick the clothing."
"Fine." She picked up her pencil.
"Whenever you're ready."
If this didn't motivate her, nothing would. She pulled the sheet towards her and studied the first question, already feeling somewhat overwhelmed. Who's bright idea was it to put letters in math? She scribbled down her calculations for each step, chewing on the end of her pencil as she reviewed it. At least it was multiple choice, which meant that she'd always have a chance to get the right answer even if she didn't know it, but she was pretty sure she had the right answer for the first one. Still she hesitated, going over her work again and again. And that's when the impulsiveness came back, whatever it's the first question, it's not like she can get any more clothed.
"B."
Asami didn't move at first, she just sat there looking at her with those piercing green eyes. Every passing second only adding to the build up. Finally a small smile formed on her lips, and the woman reached under the table and slid a hand down her leg to remove a heel, which she showed Korra before tossing it towards the door.
"A shoe? Really? That doesn't count!" Korra prosted.
"Did you not wanna play at all?" Asami asked, even though she already knew the answer.
Korra regained her composure, "On second thought, a shoe is totally fine, I've got 14 more questions anyways."
"That's what I thought," Asami smiled with that same mischievous grin, "next question."
Goddamn this woman… Korra buckled down and gave her full attention to the work in front of her. If only all of her exams had this reward, she would have been getting As all year long. They went through the majority of the questions, Korra succeeding in getting her teacher to remove the other shoe, her belt, her blazer, then putting her blazer back on and off a couple times. Finally there were only two questions left, and Korra had Miss Sato in nothing but her blouse, her bra, and her underwear. She hadn't actually seen the underwear she was wearing yet, the woman hadn't yet had a reason to stand, but damn was Korra excited to find out.
This plan might actually shoot me in the foot. As much as Korra was now motivated to succeed, she was also very distracted by the half naked woman in front of her. Of course the fact that this same woman kept running her foot up and down Korra's leg wasn't exactly helping her concentrate.
Fuck come on Kor, two more questions then off goes her blouse and… Korra's mind went fuzzy at the thought of what would come off after. It honestly didn't matter which item came off after her blouse, she'd be content either way, but thinking about that wasn't what she needed to do right now.
Okay you know this one. She had gone through her work for number 14 and she was quite confident with her answer. Bye bye blouse.
"A."
The woman's fingers trailed up the buttons on her blouse without undoing them, getting closer and closer to the top one. Korra gulped, fuck. The pale hand continued past the top button, and instead found the temple of her glasses, removing them and setting them on the table. Okay glasses off, I can deal with that. She followed the woman's movements as she reached behind her head, pulling out her elastic and releasing her luscious hair, letting the raven waves cascade over her shoulders and frame her face. Unf. Korra dropped her pencil, the scent of jasmine filling the space between them as her hair fell into place. All the blood in Korra's body seemed to rush to one spot, she couldn't help but bite her lip as she watched the woman's hand trail back down the line of buttons, your blouse. Instead of undoing the buttons however, the woman just rested her hand on the table and looked back at Korra expectantly.
"Well?" the woman asked.
"Well what?" Korra asked back cocking a brow.
"What's the answer to the last question?"
"Wow wow wow. Glasses and an elastic? That 100% does not count!"
The woman leaned her elbows on the table, resting her chin on interlocked fingers as she stared at Korra across the table. "My game, my rules." Her gaze shifted from Korra's eyes down to the sheet of paper on the table, then back to Korra, "Last question."
Grrrr. Korra refused to look away from those green eyes for a moment, trying to best to make her discontent known, although it probably wasn't very hard to tell. She didn't have a choice, arguing would probably result in clothes being put back on, so all she could do was comply. She looked down at the last question, her eyes widening when she saw it.
"What the hell!? How is this even a question?!" The equation must have been miles long, with all kinds of letters, exponents and brackets.
Asami let out a soft laugh, "Consider it a bonus question." She relaxed back in her chair toying with the buttons on her blouse, "give it your best shot."
This. Fucking. Woman. "You're evil." Korra shot back as she ran her hands through her hair, trying to figure out where to even begin with this question.
Asami offered no response, instead she just sat and continued to tease at the buttons of her blouse as she watched the girl in front of her analyzing the question.
She was getting more and more anxious as time passed, if she sat here long enough and really tried she might get close to the answer, but patience and Korra didn't really get along. Fuck it Kor, just guess, 1 out of 4 is pretty good odds. At least she could rule out one of the possible answers, it contained letters that weren't even in the question so there was no way that was right, 1 out of 3. Of the three that remained there were two longer choices and one much shorter option, can't be that one I don't think, nah. 1 out of 2. The remaining two possibilities resembled each other quite a bit, with only a few signs changing and numbers varying by one or two. A or C. Time was ticking, and impulse was starting to win her over. When in doubt choose C. That's the advice Bolin gave her once, seemed silly but now was as good a time to test it as any. Fuck it.
"C."
"Final answer?" Her teacher asked from across the table.
Shit does that mean I'm wrong? Or is she just messing with me? She studied her teacher's expression, trying to figure out what her plan was. She's always messing with me, why would now be any different?
"Final answer." Korra confirmed while trying to look as confident as possible.
Asami stared back at her a short while, the anticipation killing Korra, every second seemed like an eternity. She gripped her pencil tighter as time ticked by, almost snapping it. I totally should have went with A, shit shit shit.
The woman slid her chair back. She's totally going to reach for her pants. She took her elbows off the table and sat upright, pausing a moment before standing up, revealing a royal blue thong.
Korra's jaw fell open. Well I guess that solves the mystery about what colour her underwear is.
The woman's hands moved to the center of her blouse, "Lucky guess."
Oh, my, fuck. Korra couldn't even speak. She could only watch as those slender fingers slowly undid the buttons of her white blouse, starting with the top one and making her way down. Each undone button revealing more and more of her delicious pale skin, where her collar bones met, down her sternum to the valley between her perfectly round breasts, the line down the center of her taut abdomen. Finally the last button came undone and the woman shrugged the blouse off her shoulders letting it pool around her feet on the floor, showing off her matching royal blue bra. Fuck, me. There she was, standing right there. Korra's jaw couldn't fall open any wider. Sure she had seen her before, but the anticipation, the build up, made this mean so much more. Words Korra, words. Her mind wouldn't work, she had to say something, but all she could focus on was the gorgeous woman in front of her and the throbbing between her legs.
Fuck, okay speak… uh… "Nice of you to wear my colours." Nice one.
Judging by the smile on her face apparently Asami found the response as amusing as Korra found it dumb, "Oh, this is your colour it is?"
More words. "It is."
The woman started to back away from the table towards the stairs, "well then, it's a good thing I have something else in your colours." Her pace quickened.
Something else?... Korra pondered for a while as she watched the woman move away. Her eyes widened at the realization, my shirt!
Korra quickly backed her chair up and scrambled towards her teacher, "Oh no you don't!"
Before Korra could even get out of the chair Asami was already turned and sprinting up the stairs towards her bedroom, laughing as she was chased, rounding the corner into her bedroom.
Korra chased her as fast as she could. By the time she got into her teacher's bedroom, the woman already had her head and one arm in the shirt, but that wasn't enough to stop her. She continued towards the raven haired woman and wrapped her in her arms, throwing the two of them onto the bed.
Korra was on top of her, pinning both of her teacher's arms next to her head. "You're mine now." Korra stated before giving her best impression of an evil laugh.
"Oh no," Asami looked worriedly, playing along with the game, "whatever am I going to do!?"
"Obey my every command muahaha!"
Korra felt Asami's leg intertwine over hers as the woman gave her a smirk, "I don't think so."
Within a second the older woman had them flipped so that it was now Korra who was pinned to the bed. "Now you're mine." She tried to copy the same laugh Korra did earlier, but failed miserably, which sent the two into such a ridiculous laughing fit that Asami collapsed onto her—which was totally fine by Korra. There was something so natural about the two of them together, everything came so easily, and it was like they had been together forever.
Korra never wanted this to end, she wanted Asami all to herself, and she didn't care who knew about them, she never wanted to let her go, "Asami I—" Shit. There it was again. Those words, ready to slip out any second.
The woman propped herself up on an elbow, looking directly into Korra's eyes, "You what Korra?"
"I… I…" Fuck fuck fuck. Damn those green eyes.
"Yes?" There was something almost knowing about the way her teacher looked at her.
"... don't have any pajamas." Shit.
Asami sighed, with a look of what almost looked like disappointment on her face. She got off her student and put her arm through the remaining sleeve in her shirt, "there are shirts in the top middle drawer. There's a pair of red shorts in there also, if you could toss them to me."
"Thanks." Korra replied. She sat on the edge of the bed a moment, awkward silence falling between them. She turned back to see the women sitting at the head of the bed, looking idly down at her hands that lay in her lap.
Korra turned back to stare at her feet, "Asami you and I have been doing this for a while… the two of us, two people, like a coupling, a pairing, a duo, a—"
"What is it Korra?" Asami cut her off, sympathetic smile on her face.
Korra cleared her throat as she got up and walked to the dresser, tossing the red shorts over to her teacher as asked before picking something out for herself. "I was kind of wondering if you would umm… like to uh…" She pulled her RCHS sweater over her head, come on Korra woman up, just ask, "go on a date with me?" She didn't dare look back at her teacher, just remained facing away from the bed, eyes closed while she waited for rejection. Of course she's gonna say no you idiot, it's too risky.
Suddenly she felt a pair of hands on her hips, and teeth on her earlobe. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even hear her teacher make her way over to her. The biting turned to sucking, and the warmth and throbbing between her legs from earlier had returned.
"Yes." The woman whispered into her ear.
Korra's eyes shot open, and she instantly turned to face the woman behind her, "what?" she asked in disbelief.
Asami leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Yes, I'll go on a date with you."
Korra caught her lips with her own as she wrapped her arms around her teacher's waist, lifting her off the ground, unable to stop the smile from forming on her lips through the kiss.
Asami's laughter broke them apart, and Korra's smile only grew bigger. "But I get to choose the place." The woman stated.
"Anywhere you want!" There was nothing Korra would argue about, she kissed her again before putting her down.
"And when were you planning to go on this date?" Asami asked tucking away some stray hair behind her ear.
"How does tomorrow sound?" A little hesitation still evident in Korra's voice, "I have the night off from practice."
"Can't wait," The woman gave her one last peck before pulling away, "now get changed and come to bed."
Again, no arguments on Korra's part. Getting into bed with Asami would never make her anything less than happy, even if sleeping is all they did. She quickly tore off her shorts and threw on one of Asami's shirts—that was really a tank top because the woman owned nothing else.
"You know," Korra started as she climbed into bed next to the woman, pulling her in tight, "you're gonna wear that shirt out. I might have to bring you another one."
Asami turned her head to look back at the girl, tangling her fingers in her hair, "I'd like that. This one barely even smells like you anymore."
Korra kissed the woman's cheek before falling onto the pillow, "Alright then, I'll pick out another one for you."
"Perfect," the woman replied as she settled onto her own pillow, holding Korra's hand close to her chest. "Goodnight Korra."
Korra smiled and gave her one last squeeze. "Goodnight, Asami."
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