AN: Hello again my darlings! :D
I figured that you all would like to see some samples of the options I have given you all so far. So I wrote a lil somethin!
The first piece of from the Cripple Asami idea, the second is from the After the Zaheer Fight.
Mind you that the second one would become darker. Since Mako's pride was hurt and he's a severe homophobe in this AU. Its a setting that still happens in this time and day that people believe that being gay/lesbian can be cured like its a disease. This is what that story will tell, but I promise, if its voted on and if it wins, that it will have a happy ending. And yes, I will put on warnings when it will be the winner and I get down to writing it.

For now, enjoy these little samples!

Cripple Asami:

Asami laid on the road, watching it burn. The Sato mobile that she, her father and mother, had been driving in. She now laid on the concrete, bloodied and broken. Her entire body was hurting while she tried to crawl closer to the burning vehicle. She cried. Oh she did. The tears kept coming like a dam that was just breached and they just wouldn't stop.

"Mom… D-dad…!" She reached out towards the car. She saw her fathers face, unconscious and pressed against the window. It's the sight that would hunt her for the rest of her life. It was the last thing she saw before the car exploded in a big ball of fire.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Asami shot up straight in bed. Sweat poured down her trembling body and soaked her sleeping dress. The memories of that faithful night rose to the surface. Asami buried her face in her hands and sobbed uncontrollably. She had no idea how much time had passed when she felt strong arms tenderly wrap around her body. Holding her securely against her friend's form. She buried her face in the crook of Korra's neck. Crying out her grief without shame while Korra gently stroke her back in a manner to comfort her.

Her body continued to shiver but the tears lessened until they were nothing more then an occasional sniffle. She made no attempt to move from the position she was in and Korra didn't pull back either. The Avatar held her friend for as long as she needed her to. Asami's face rested on Korra's strong shoulder and she nuzzled against the Southerner's neck. Seeking affection and comfort. Her own pale arms were wrapped around the strong frame of the Avatar. Something she had started to appreciate more and more over the passed few weeks.

She felt Korra move and shift position. On instinct, Asami tightened her embrace. Not wanting her friend to leave or let go.

'I'm just gonna change position Sami. I'm not going anywhere." She whispered and felt Asami's grip lessen to give her some space to move around. She now sat with her back against the headboard of Asami's bed. While the heiress now laid between her legs. Pretty much in the same position as before. One arm now around Korra's torso and the hand of the other arm rested on her friends stomach. Korra's short hair tickled her nose and she nuzzled just that bit closer. Taking in the scent of the Avatar.

"Thanks..." She finally managed to say. Her voice hoarse and raw from crying.

Korra smiled and pulled the Heiress a bit higher against herself. Her lips found Asami's cold forehead and kissed it once. "You're welcome... I'm here for you. For whatever you need..."

Asami swallowed hard and felt her cheeks heat up when Korra kissed her forehead. "Sorry for hogging you up so much..."

"Don't be. You helped me through everything. From Amon, to Unalaq and Zaheer... we're friends. This is what friends do."

Asami didn't say anything but let out a sigh of content. Just enjoying Korra's presence and the tender caresses she received of the most powerful being in the world. She let her gaze slide through her room and stopped at the wheelchair that stood in the corner.

LoK: After the Fight with Zaheer.

Korra sat in her bed. Her back against the pillows stacked behind her. Her hair was loose and hung over her shoulders. Her eyes focused on something outside, although her mind was mixed in a battle with her inner self.

Why am I like this? Why am I so confused? She sighed deeply. Girls are supposed to like guys, right? So why didn't I feel this way when I was with Mako…? The young Avatar let out a frustrated sigh and let her head lean back against the pillows. Her eyes now towards the ceiling.

She gritted her teeth when her leg muscles started to spasm. A few tears rolled down her cheeks while she tried to ignore the pain as best she could. Oh come on… Not now…! She grabbed her bed sheets with both hands which caused the muscles in her hands to hurt as well.

Please… Just make it stop! It hurts! She started to twist and turn weakly. Anything to make the pain disappear. It caused her to loose balance and instead that the pain was gone, she fell out of bed and crashed onto the wooden floor of her bedroom. Now her limps were hurting and she had a headache as well.

She growled in frustration and tried to push herself off of the wooden floor. With no such luck. Her legs were not moving and her arms were unable to push her even an inch off the floor. Come on! You can do it! Try harder!

I can't… I can't do it…! With all her might and the last of her strength she tried a final time but collapsed back on the floor. You used to do so many push ups everyday. Then again… You were probably showing off to…-

"Korra!"

Her.

The voice of her friend made her flinch but she was relieved to hear it. "Asami…?" Before she knew it, gentle hands turned her on her back and placed her on her bed.

The Heiress smiled at the young Avatar and soaked a piece of cloth in a bowl of water. "I heard noise… I came as quickly as I could." She said, her voice soft and warm as she wiped the sweat off of Korra's forehead.

Korra closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation of the cool water on her heated skin and smiled. "Thank you…"

Asami just continued to smile while she held the washcloth and moved it over Korra's skin. She had done her face and moved to Korra's neck. A faint blush showed on her cheeks when she heard her friend moan in content. "W-what… What happened…?" She asked and did her best not to look at Korra's chest. How it rose and fell with each breath she took. She quickly looked at the Southerners face again. Just in time for those Sapphires to open and lock with her own.

"I… uhh… I was trying to… Get rid of the pain in my muscles…" She swallowed hard, her heart thundering in her chest. Her eyes slid down Asami's face, to her elegant, long neck. Her eyes continued to go down and it's then that she noticed what her friend was wearing. She wore -nothing- more then a crimson red dressing gown. She swallowed again, unable to pull her eyes away from Asami's cleavage.

I'm staring… why can't I stop staring!? I need to stop staring! "Wh… y-you… you're… not wearing any c-clothes…?" She eventually managed to stutter. Her face red and hot from embarrassment. Her eyes locked with Asami's brilliant Emeralds.

The Heiress smiled shyly and pulled her gown a bit tighter. Showing off a lot less of her breasts then Korra liked. "Ah… yes, I kinda was about to hop into the shower when I heard you. I'm sorry, am I making you uncomfortable?"

"I… no, It's.. well you're…" The Avatar, the most powerful being in the world had become a stuttering mess. What's wrong with me!?

Asami giggled softly and used the washing cloth again to wipe some sweat from her friends face. "You said your muscles were hurting right? I can massage them for you if you'd like."

Korra smiled and nodded. Grateful for the change of topic. "Y-yeah… thanks Asami."

"You have some oil or something…? If not, I can always get some of my lotion. You know, the one you like so much."

"The… what? How do you know I like it?" Korra asked confused, not sure if she ever told her friend.

"You told me once. A little while ago even. I remember." She smiled and got up after putting the washing cloth back in the bowl. "I'll be right back." She said and disappeared through the door, to come back only a minute or so later. Still only dressed in that one piece of clothing.

The engineer settled on the edge of the bed once again and pulled the blankets away. "Could you take off your pants Korra? Skin on skin contact is a lot easier, even more so when I use the lotion."

"I… uh, sure… could you give me a hand?" She asked shyly. The muscles in her arms would never be able to handle that much work, how little it may seem for some.

Asami nodded understandingly and hooked some fingers behind the waistband of Korra's pants. She slowly pulled them down, afraid that she, somehow, might hurt her friend. After Korra's thighs were exposed, she put some lotion on her hands and rubbed them together before placing them on Korra's right thigh. She felt some muscles still spasm under her fingers and hands as she worked on them and kneaded carefully. "I'm not hurting you, am I?" She asked softly while she focused on the task at hand.

"Mhn… no… feels really nice..."

AN: Remember that these are still a work in progress pieces, so there are things that can still change. Setting/dialoge bla bla bla.

AN2: Also, I had another Korrasami idea, Asami being an amazing and brilliant engineer and surgeon from a young age on. Her specialty is replacing limbs of people who lost them either by some tragix accident, or born without them. Her dream is being able to create a cyborg. Part human part machine but there's no one who's willing to go through the medical procedure. Until her friend, and secret crush, Korra is caught in a horrible accident… and her parents beg Asami to help her… Giving her the opportunity that she has been waiting for.

My brain loves and hates me...