AN: During these crappy days, I guess I needed some fluffyness... my brain just came up with this idea yesterday and I finished it today.
I needed to keep my mind busy, or else it wanders off to places I don't want it to go...
I hope you all enjoy this lil piece. It's not the ending tho, there should be more where this is coming from, just not yet.
Love you all.
It had been during our first time together when they took her from me. In the middle of our love making, they barged into my room and dragged her out. It had been Mako, my bodyguard, who had barged in and took the love of my life away from me. Charged with the rape crime, she was taken away and down to the cells below my family's castle.
It started the night she visited my room after she received an order to kill me. I woke up, no idea what from, and she was just sitting there. I flinched and immediately backed away while pulling up my silken bedsheets to cover myself. It had been extremely warm during the night and I had removed my usual sleeping dress. It left me completely bare.
She rose her hands up in defense and shook her hooded head. "No…! Please…! I didn't do anything." She whispered at me. Her voice soothing to my ears.
I swallowed hard and kept the fabric of my sheets closely against my naked form. "W-who are you? W-why are you here?" I asked her and hated the stutter in my voice.
"I… My name…" She paused, unsure if she should continue or not. "I'm here to kill you…"
My eyes shot open and I gasped. I was about to call for my guards but her hand covered my mouth before I could utter another word. I tried to remove it and let go of the sheets that covered me, leaving my breasts bare for all to see. Panic rose in my chest and slowly robbed me of breath. I closed my eyes and my body trembled in fear while I waited what would happen next.
"Please… Yes, I was sent here to kill you… But I couldn't do it. When I laid eyes on you… You took my breath away. I stayed here ever since I arrived… I'm sorry. Please don't scream…"
I slowly opened my eyes after her genuine words. She was telling me the truth. I have no idea how I knew, I just did. I gave her a slow nod and slowly she removed her hand from my mouth. I gulped and tried to keep my trembling at bay. "Show me your face… please." I added the last word quickly.
Her gloved hands moved to the edges of her hood and slowly, she pulled it backwards over her head. Revealing her beautiful face, her shoulder long, chestnut colored hair and her stunning blue eyes. My heart skipped a beat and all I could do was stare at her. Her eyes locked with mine before they drifted off some place else. Lower. A deep crimson decorated her cheeks before her eyes locked with mine again. Suddenly, I realized what she had been staring at. I let out a soft yelp and pulled the sheets back up to cover myself with.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to…-"
Our embarrassment was forgotten when someone banged on my bedroom door. "Princess! Are you alright! We're coming in!"
Before I could even say anything, the mysterious stranger pulled her hood back over her head and rushed towards the balcony of my room. "No… wait…! Don't go..." I whispered and reached out with my free hand. As if I could prevent her from leaving that way. She turned around one final time before she disappeared into the night and I swore I had seen the shadow of a faint smile on her lips.
My door was breached and in came Mako along with his fellow guards. I held onto my bed sheets for dear life when the alpha's and beta's suddenly flooded into my room. He walked over to me and sat down on one knee. "Princess, are you alright? We thought we heard something…" He said and I saw how he sniffed the air around him.
Oh Goddess… what if they smell her scent… "N-no… I'm fine. I just had a bad dream." He looked straight at me with his amber eyes and narrowed them slightly. As if he didn't quite believe me. His eyes then broke contact and moved down. I tightened the grip on my bed sheets and held them firmly in place. He ordered the other guards to leave and close the door on their way out. Once we were alone, his focus was back on me and my naked body. The only thing between his eyes and me was the bedding that I still held on tightly.
"I think it's time to seek a mate Asami. I can smell that your heat is closing in. You'd have someone to protect you during the nights. If anything might happen." He moved his hand towards me but I backed away instead.
"I guess you'd be the perfect man for the job." I said, hardly able to hide my disgust at this point. "Don't touch me Mako... " With that, he pulled his hand back towards himself. "I'm more then capable to find someone to…" I swallowed hard and the expression on his face changed drastically. "I don't need to explain myself to you. Go. I'm fine."
He let out a jealous growl but did what I asked him. "I'm always here Asami, you know that it would be perfect. I could sneak into your room at night and we…-"
"I said go!"
He turned around abruptly. I felt and smelled his anger and jealousy. It spread throughout my room as he walked to the door and left. I was just glad that the stranger was able to get away. Though, for some reason, I was saddened that she had left. She had been sent to kill me but had not done what she was sent out to do. I wrapped my sheets around my body, got off of my bed and headed towards the open doors that lead to my balcony.
Even though it was quite warm inside my room, I was greeted with a cool breeze outside and let out a deep sigh. My eyes scanned the surroundings of the palace gardens. There was no sign of her anymore and I looked up at the dark sky. Stars shone down brightly and the moon illuminated the few statues that stood in our garden. It was the only source of light at night, except for some torches here and there.
I eventually turned around and walked back inside. Unknown to me that a pair of beautiful blue eyes looked at me from one of the few trees that the garden was rich. I crawled back onto my bed and my body relaxed slowly. I drifted back to the land of dreams where someone with blue eyes was waiting for me.
My dream came true the evening of my birthday. I returned to my room after family dinner to enjoy some time on my own before the great celebration later that night. I didn't notice right away but when I walked towards my wooden desk and I saw. There was a small vase that held a rare, beautiful flower. I walked over to it. The tip of my fingers brushes tenderly over the blue colored petals. They were silky soft to the touch. I was about to take it from the vase when her voice startled me. I turned around to fast and accidently bumped to hard against the desk, causing the vase to wobble. Before it could fall onto the floor, another body was pressed against mine and her hand held onto the vase. Preventing it successfully from crashing onto the floor. My breath hitched in my throat when her scent reached my nostrils and my heart skipped a beat or two.
My eyes went from her hand, up her arms all the way to her face, that was only inches away from my own. Her hood was down and her hair was hanging loosely over her shoulders. Finally our eyes locked and something stirred deep inside me and I took a shuddering breath.
"Happy birthday, Princess…" she whispered and I felt my cheeks burn.
"T-thank you... "
She gave me a lopsided smile and showed her perfectly white teeth while doing so. "I really wanted to see you again, Princess…" she continued to speak on a hushed tone but pulled her hand away from the vase. On instinct, I grabbed her hand with my own.
"The feeling is mutual…" I blurted out and I could see the surprised look on her face. "Really." I said and put more power behind those words when I held her hand and interlaced our fingers. Her skin felt smooth and warm against my own. A pleasurable shiver went down my spine and settled between my thighs.
I caught her off guard apparently because her tanned cheeks showed a faint pink. Her gaze shifted between my face and our hands for a few times before she looked at me again. "I'm… sorry for our first meeting." She said with a soft chuckle. "I… was sent… for you." She said and I heard the regret in her voice.
"But you didn't. Why…?"
"Because I think you shouldn't pay for your father's sins."
Unfortunately, I knew exactly what she meant. My father, King Hiroshi, wasn't exactly the ruler that his people had hoped for. He exploited his people wherever he could. Killed anyone who would try and rebel against him. Without question or trial. They would be arrested and dragged away. Executed the day after. Or a few days later. Just to give them false hope that they'd get out. Which the King would happily take away when he butchered his prisoners. I tried to talk to him but that ended with me getting hurt instead. He wouldn't do it often but when he did… he left me with bruises.
He hadn't always been like this. He used to be happy and full of life. Joy. Our castle would be decorated every few months for celebrations. Laughter and dance. That all changed when my mother died. All I remember is that she was an amazing and loving woman. Her smile could brighten anyone's day. She was often found in the military sick bay. Giving hope to the injured and help treat their wounds. She didn't pull back at the sight of a wound, no matter how grave they were. The healers of our troops were grateful for her support and our troops would've done anything for her.
She was killed in an accident while horseback riding. Her death was felt throughout the entire kingdom and from that day, my father became what he is now. He accused my mother's servants of being lack in their work. That they hadn't checked her equipment before she went off on her horse. They were all executed a week after my mother's passing.
To be honest, I wasn't even surprised that they sent someone after me. Or anyone of the royal family. But she choose that I wasn't responsible for my father's deeds. I smiled faintly at her words but eventually looked away. "I… don't really deserve your kind words… I might not have anything to do with my father's decisions but I didn't do anything against it either."
"Maybe so… but I can say you have a good heart. The pain of your people is a burden on your shoulders." She said and her other hand played with a strand of my black hair. Her scent soothed me and I nodded at her words. "Sorry I wouldn't get you a gift fitting for a Princess... " she said and another chuckle followed.
"Well… I'm happy for the flower that you brought me… I know how rare they are. So thank you… and… if you could, or would… there's one other thing you could give me."
Her eyebrows rose up in surprise but her smile only grew. "What would that be?"
"Your name."
She let out a soft laugh before she cleared her throat and gave me my answer. "My name's Korra…"
"Well, Korra… thank you for your gift… will you come to my birthday celebration tonight…?"
She smirked but shook her head. "It's invitation only Princess… Royals and Nobility only… but, had I been either one, I would have loved to come." She said and slowly pulled back.
I nodded slowly, saddened I wouldn't see her tonight but understood perfectly. "Mhn… I understand. When… will I see you again then?"
"Soon… don't worry." She smiled and winked at me. "I'll see you soon Princess…" She walked towards the open doors of my balcony and as she moved through the curtains that separated my room from the outside, she was gone. I was alone once again.
My birthday celebration didn't go exactly as planned. During dinner, my father decided that it was a good moment for him to start about my mother. How he dealt with the people responsible. He had a few drinks too many already and I wasn't exactly sober either. I left the dining table but took the bottle of fire whiskey with me that one of the royal family members from the Fire Nation had brought me as a gift.
Knowing what he did was bad enough but hearing him brag about it during, what was supposed to be my day. Was even worse. So I left. I felt drained when I crashed on my bed and sobbed against my pillow as I held it tightly. My body shook heavily from the heart breaking sobs and trembled from held back emotion. I had never been much of a drinker and only drank on special occasions but I couldn't think of another solution for now. I just wanted to feel something different. So I uncorked the bottle that I had taken with me and drank directly from the bottle. The liquid burned as it slid through my throat and after a few big gulps, I put the bottle on my nightstand and grabbed a hold onto my pillow again. Buried my face in the soft fabric and cried.
It wasn't long after when I felt a gentle hand tenderly caress the back of my head. Her familiar scent reached my nostrils and I let out a pathetic whimper. I turned around to face her, my face wet from tears. She looked at me with empathy and compassion. Her hand moved to my face and cupped one side. Her thumb carefully removed my tears but there was no stopping them now. They just kept coming and as if my body had a mind on its own in the state I was in, it moved before I fully registered what happened.
My arms found a way around her neck and I cried in its crook. She didn't stop me or pull away. Nor did she ask me what happened or if I wanted to talk about it. She just let me cry. Her scent soothing me in ways words never could. One arm held me close against her own form while the other rubbed over my back to give me some comfort.
Slowly but surely, my sobs died down to an occasional sniffle. I pulled back the slightest bit to look at her. My hand cupped her cheek and my thumb stroke her soft skin. I don't know exactly why I did what I did but my mind didn't allow me to do anything about it. Perhaps the loneliness I felt all these years finally caught up to me. Perhaps the alcohol had clouded my brain in ways I'd rather not think about. It didn't matter. My gaze went from her eyes to her lips and before I knew it, I pressed my own against hers.
I kissed her. I kissed the woman that was sent to kill me only a few days prior but I didn't care. She made me feel something I hadn't truly felt in a long, long time. The kiss didn't last long. She slowly pulled back and stopped me from kissing her again when I tried to move forward.
"Not like this Princess… please." She whispered and at first, I was hurt, until she continued. "I want to kiss you too, but not while you're so vulnerable. Not while you're mind is clouded by the alcohol."
I nodded understandingly and took a shuddering breath before releasing it again. "I'm sorry…"
"Don't be. I understand. I do." She tenderly, almost lovingly stroke my cheek and smiled faintly at me. "Sleep… things will be better in the morning…"
"Will you stay…?" My voice had a slight tremble and I hated the vulnerability in it.
"Don't worry… I'll stay… I'll stay if you want me to stay."
I nodded and we both shifted our position on the bed. She sat with her back against the headboard and I laid down between her legs. My head resting against her strong chest. Slowly but surely, I relaxed. Her scent and heartbeat lulling me to sleep I desperately needed.