Chapter 11
"Any particular reason you had me meet you, in the middle of nowhere?" Mako asks, with a curious glint in his eye.
It was Friday, and Korra had him pick her up from her job, and drive them to some run down store, that obviously went out of business years ago.
She puts her hands behind her back, and rocks on the balls of her feet. "Well… I kinda need a favor. Can you teach me how to drive?"
Mako's eyebrows shoot up. "What? Why now? You always turned me down, any other time I offered to teach you." He asks, slightly curious about what brought this on.
Korra simply shrugs. "I'm ready now. Can't hurt to learn, right?"
"Actually it can." Mako grumbles, moving over to the passenger seat, and motioning for her to get behind the wheel.
After several long hours, of endless shouting and bickering, Korra drives them to her house. "Thanks Mako. I really appreciate it." She says, grateful.
"Yeah whatever. I'm just glad you got us here, in one piece." He teases.
"I'm not that bad." She protests, as her cheeks heat up slightly. She had almost wrecked his car more than a few times, while he was teaching her.
"Not anymore." He chuckles.
Korra's phone makes a sound, indicating she'd received a new message.
Asami: Opal just got here. You still coming?
Attached was a picture of Asami and Opal, giving smiles so big, she couldn't see their eyes. She also noticed, they had on pajamas.
Korra: Lol I'm on on the way
She puts her phone away, and returns her attention to Mako. "Ha ha ha. Anyway I've gotta go. Thanks for the driving lesson."
"Where you going?" Mako asks, just as surprised as he had been when she asked him to teach her how to drive.
She rolls her eyes, smiling slightly. "I'm having a sleepover with Asami-"
"Wow." He sounds impressed, as he looks at her with a smirk.
"-And Opal! Spirits, Mako." She says, blushing furiously.
She decides it's time to leave, when she looks over and sees him trying to keep from laughing. "Goodbye."
"Wait!" He says, chuckling slightly. "You don't want a ride?"
"Nah, it's just a few blocks down."
He shrugs. "Suit yourself."
She steps inside of the doorway and turns around waving goodbye to Mako. He waves back before driving away. Walking into her room, she ponders if she should bring any extra clothes with her. She looks around at all the clothes, strewn about everywhere and releases a sigh. She'd have to clean this place up. One day.
Figuring it can't hurt to be prepared, she grabs an extra backpack from her closet, and starts stuffing it full of clothes. She quickly changes into her pajamas, a white tank and blue pajama pants. Certain she'd packed enough clothes, she runs into the bathroom, grabbing a few essentials and making room for them in her backpack, before slinging it over her shoulder.
Standing before the front door, she turns back and clicks her tongue, calling for Naga, who comes sliding into the living room, from her bedroom.
Korra has to grab Naga as she comes at her, or else she'd be on the floor with the polar bear-dog, attacking her with a flurry of slobbery kisses.
"Easy girl. I'm leaving for the night. Take care of yourself, until I get back okay?" She asks, and Naga responds by sitting on her hind legs, as her tail wags ferociously. "Good girl."
Korra exits her apartment, and slowly starts her walk toward Asami's house. She still hasn't really thought much over her feelings about Asami. All she really knows, is that she likes Asami more than a friend, but isn't sure how far her feelings run. The last time she had really given it any thought, was sometime around, the accident. Maybe she could gain some insight to her feelings, during this sleepover.
With all that had been happening lately, she hasn't had much time to think about anything, other than helping Republic City. Kuvira somehow invades her thoughts, and she's reminded of their lunch. She'd have to ask Asami about turning away the rebels. Not during the sleepover though. One step at a time.
Lost in her thoughts, her feet carry her to her destination, and she knocks on the door lightly. The door opens, and she's dragged in before she knows what's happening.
"Woah!" She exclaims, as she's dragged further into the house, by who she assumes to be Opal, it's too dark too tell. All she can hear are slight giggles, as she thrown onto a bed, in the middle of the room.
Confused, and a little irritated, she regards Opal with slightly narrowed eyes. "How old are you again?"
Tired of looking at Opal's laughing face, she looks around, and notices she's sprawled out on a futon in the middle of Asami's living room. Searching further, she finds Asami standing in the kitchen, covering her mouth, face beet red. Apparently nobody in this house was responsible.
"You find this funny?" Korra asks, getting up on slightly wobbly legs, and straightening out her rumpled clothes.
Watching Korra struggle to get off of the futon, was too much for Asami to take. She bursts into a fit of bubbly giggles, while tears streak down her face. "I'm- I'm sorry." She says, almost inaudibly, through her laughter.
Korra's entire face heats up from the attention, as Opal laughs inaudibly, while clutching her stomach. Did they invite her here, just to laugh at her? Well she wasn't having it.
Just as Opal gets a hold of herself, a pillow comes out of nowhere, and smacks her in the face. She looks from Korra to Asami with her mouth agape, beyond shocked. Korra is looking through her backpack, not at all seeming suspicious, while Asami laughs even harder.
Since Korra was the only one actually around any pillows, it was too obvious who Opal now had to attack. Bunching up the muscles in her legs, she springs in the bed, directly on top of Korra.
"Hey!" Korra says, wrestling to get the upper hand.
This continues for a few minutes, until Korra tiredly sits, atop Opal's stomach, out of breath.
"No fair, Korra." Opal pouts. "You're supposed to let me win." Her eyes flick behind Korra, and her lip twitches a bit, before they focus on Korra again.
"Maybe you shouldn't attack me?" She says, sarcastically.
"What about me?" Asami says.
Korra only has a split second to look up, as Asami comes flying over the back of the futon, knocking her off of Opal. She feels a weight in her stomach, and when she opens her eyes, there's Asami, smiling brightly.
With Asami sitting on her, in this position, her mind goes somewhere it shouldn't. Her cheeks heat up, and she squirms a bit, releasing a cough.
"Uh, Asami?"
Asami's smile grows. "Yes?" She asks, innocently.
Opal interrupts them. "Hey guys, I'm gonna go grab some food." She says snatching her car keys, off of the coffee table, which was now against the wall.
Asami turns slightly, still sitting on Korra. "You don't have to go. We can order something."
"No, it's okay. It's quicker this way. I'll be right back." Opal waves Asami off.
Asami watches as she leaves. She didn't believe her for some reason. The look on Opal's face made her seem suspicious.
Korra squirms slightly under Asami, regaining her attention. "Oh, sorry." She says, freeing Korra.
As soon as she's freed, Korra shivers a bit, missing Asami's warmth. "Dammit we let her get away. I wasn't done with her."
"She beat you though." Asami says, fighting back her laughter.
"No she didn't. You did. I didn't know you were such a cheater, Asami."
Asami's mouth drops, slightly. "I am not a cheater. There are no rules, in wrestling."
Korra suddenly pins Asami to the bed, much like she had done to her, moments ago.
"Is this… fair?" Korra swallows thickly, as Asami looks up at her with lidded eyes.
Out of nowhere, their positions switch, and the sudden change makes Korra's head spin, forcing her to close her eyes. When they reopen, Asami is smirking down at her.
"I do think it is very fair. But if it makes you feel better, we can attack Opal when she comes back." Asami says as she, climbs off of a very confused Korra.
Korra sits up, and watches Asami put her hair in a ponytail. The look Asami had just given Korra, made her head spin, and her heart beat ten times faster. Did she know what she just did to her? She had to have known, right?
Turning around, Asami notices Korra staring at her, with an intense look in her eye, that makes Asami blush. "What?"
"How did you do that?"
"Do what exactly?"
"You took control of me with just one look." Korra says, referring to a few moments earlier. "How did you do that?"
Asami smiles softly. "It's a secret."
When Korra smiles back, Asami's heart flutters. "What should we do while Opal's gone?" Korra asks, looking around, as if the room would answer her.
"We could play Pai Sho until she comes back." Asami shrugs.
"Alright, but I haven't played in years."
"That's alright. I'll teach you anything you've forgotten."
In the middle of their third game, there's a knock on the door.
Korra leaps up from the futon, beating Asami to the door. "About time."
When she opens the door she readies herself to drag Opal inside of the house, just like she'd done to her. But standing on the other side of the door isn't Opal. It's a delivery guy.
"Are you Asami?"
"No." Korra tilts her head to the side.
"Are you Korra?"
She scratches her head, beyond confused. "Yeah."
"Opal told me to tell you that, you're a loser, but she loves you so enjoy your pizza date." The man hands her three large pizzas, and walks away.
Korra looks at the pizza, then the man and finally closes the door. She returns to Asami, who is siting with her legs folded and her hands in her lap, waiting patiently.
"Opal ordered us some pizza, so I don't think she's coming back." Korra says, sitting the pizza down at the bar.
"What? This sleepover was her idea."
"Oh well. She snoozes she loses." Korra was excited to spend some time alone with Asami. She'd have to thank Opal later.
Asami rises from the futon, and walks over, opening the pizza. "Yeah, you're rig- What the hell?"
Asami's cheeks turn pink when she looks at the pizza. It's cut into the shape of a heart. She opens the other boxes, and discovers that they all have the same shape.
Korra walks over, and chuckles looking at the pizza. "I guess it really is a date now." She says, referring to their messages from a few days ago.
Asami's cheek redden further. "I was just teasing."
"I think you had this all set up. Didn't you Sato?" Korra says, looking at Asami suspiciously.
"No! I had no idea!" Asami sputters, entire face flushed.
Korra laughs, pulling Asami into a hug. "Relax, I'm just kidding. Besides, I wouldn't mind going on a date with you." She says, trying to mimic the look Asami gave her earlier. It was time for payback.
A bit flustered, Asami can't believe how bold, Korra is being. She can't deny that she likes it though, as she returns the hug.
The rest of the night goes on peacefully, with the two eating pizza and watching movers, much like Korra's first few days in Asami's care. As the night rolls to an end, they both lie on the futon, preparing for sleep.
Asami, feeling a bit more courageous, reaches behind her, grabbing Korra's arm, and putting it across her waist. Korra scoots closer, resting her head between Asami's shoulder.
"Goodnight, Asami." She can hear the smile, in Korra's voice.
"Goodnight, Korra." Asami closes her eyes, releasing a content sigh.
Still awake, Korra can tell when Asami dozes. Her breathing evens out, into slow soothing breaths. Just before sleep takes her, Korra formulates a plan for tomorrow. There was no way, she wouldn't spend more time with Asami.
The bright, invasive light shining against her eyelids, and the quiet tweet of birds outside, indicate that is is now morning. Not quite ready to rise, Korra buries her face in whatever part of Asami is closest. The action causes Asami to giggle slightly.
Judging from what she can feel, she believes her face is against Asami's neck. She can't resist planting a small kiss. As soon as she does, Asami's breath catches.
Asami gasps. "Did you just kiss me?"
Korra pretends to be asleep, barely even breathing.
Rolling her eyes, Asami scoffs slightly. "Too bad you're asleep. I was gonna return the favor."
Korra suddenly stretches her entire body out and rolls over, looking at Asami through squinted eyes. "Oh, good morning."
"Would you like your kiss now?"
Korra eagerly nods her head.
"Come here." Asami leans her head down toward Korra's, and just when their lips are about to connect, she slaps Korra with a pillow. "That's for tickling me."
She rises from the bed and walks toward her bathroom. The look on Korra's face is adorable. She really wanted that kiss, but it's okay because Asami did too. "Don't look like that Korra. That pillow couldn't have hurt that bad."
"That's not what hurts." She hears, Korra mumble under her breath, as she enters the bathroom.
She looks at herself in the mirror, and can't stop smiling. Ever since she started hanging out with her friends again, life just seemed so much better. Of course she still had her bad days, like everybody else, but they weren't everyday like they used to be. And Korra… Korra just made her feel so much. She felt lighter around Korra. She was really considering, being with her. The fear of losing her friends, still lingers in her mind. But she isn't going to let it consume her. Not again.
Watching Asami walk into the bathroom, Korra still has a pout on her face. She really wanted that kiss. She quickly gets over it, deciding she still had all day to try again. That is, if Asami accepted her offer. Speaking of which, she reaches for her phone, putting her plan into motion. She shoots Kuvira a quick text, and then dials Opal's number.
"Hello?" Opal drawls. Korra instantly can tell she'd awakened her.
"Hey Opal. I just wanted to say thanks for the pizza, you know."
"No problem Korra. Did Asami like it?" She says, yawning loudly.
"I'm not sure, you'll have to ask her yourself. Anyway that's all I wanted. Go back to sleep."
"Goodbye." Opal hangs up.
"If I didn't know any better," Asami says walking around the corner, already completely dressed. How does she do that? "I'd say you set me up last night. At least that's what it sounds like."
Korra gives her a nervous, lopsided grin. Damn, she heard her thank Opal for leaving. "I swear, I didn't ask her to leave."
Asami walks closer to Korra, standing right in front of her. "Then why are you so nervous?"
"Uh…" Korra can't think clearly, with Asami this close to her. She tries to focus, but instead, keeps staring at her hostess's eyes.
Chuckling, Asami backs away and starts folding the covers on the futon. "I'm just kidding, geez. Can't I have fun too?"
"Heh, whatever. You have anything planned today?"
"Hmm, nothing really. Why? You wanna spend more time with me?" Asami asks.
With a bright grin on her face, Korra points at her using both hands. "Exactly."
Asami laughs. "Okay. Did you have anything planned?"
Pulling her phone from her pocket, Korra checks to see if Kuvira responded to her request. She had. Everything was set. "Actually, I do. But it's a surprise."
"Alright I can respect that. Do I have to dress up?"
"Nah, what you have on now is perfect. And it isn't until a few hours from now, so we have a lot of time to kill."
"Well I have to go see Li. Do you wanna come with me?"
"Of course." Korra says, smiling at Asami.
A/N: I know I know. This chapter isn't as long as it should be. But this was the perfect place to end it, so the next chapter starts perfectly. And besides, I slaved to get this chapter finished in time today, and I did it! I'm proud of myself