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Heyo! This did come out a bit late, so my apologies. I will probably be updating about weekly from now on, due to school starting. I will try my best, and hopefully, I'll be able to sneak maybe two chapters a week here and there, instead of one. We'll see. Anyways, a big hug and thanks goes to iterdei for being an awesome editor! I could not be doing this without you, so as always, THANK YOU! Also, thank you to all those who regularly keep up with my fic. It means a lot that you read it. Thank you for also commenting, if you comment. Enjoy!


The rest of the week had passed quite quickly. Classes seemed to be short (for once), and Korra spent her breaks with Opal, Bolin, and Asami. All four jabbered on about their classes and teachers, giving opinions on everything. Everyone was open to Asami because she was new and beyond nice even though most people would think the daughter of Hiroshi Sato would be rich, spoiled, and snotty. However, Asami wasn't even close to showing any rude behavior. The omega was honest and kind, which drew Korra to be close to her. The Southerner spent her time dropping Opal off at class, then walking with Asami to every class they had together, which was actually a majority of their classes. When they didn't have the same class, Korra still went above and beyond to escort the beautiful, raven-haired girl to each and every one of her classes. Asami's sweet "thank you" and gentle hugs before she left for each class rewarded that alpha's kind actions. For some reason, Korra could not help but be excited to just hear those simple words and feel the snug embrace of the comforting omega.

It was Friday afternoon, and on their way to their last classes, Korra was dropping Asami off at AP Statistics when she noticed something peculiar about the omega. "Are you seriously in heat at school without any suppressants on, again?"

Asami gave the Water Tribe girl a concerned look and answered, "What do you mean in heat? I'm not in heat right now, and I shouldn't be for the next couple of months. And what do you mean by 'again'?"

"Oh, uhhhh..." Korra, think! For crying out loud this isn't that private of a thing to talk about, is it? Maybe it is. Am I being awkward? Oh crap, I'm being awkward. "I-I guess it might be someone else. I just thought you were in heat because I thought I smelled your scent just now. It's the same scent from a few days ago thaaa-" Korra let out a fake cough to cover up her mistake, "the same scent from a few days ago. Yeah...that one. Heh. I just noticed it in class, that's all."

"Oh, I wasn't in heat then. I haven't been for a while and don't plan on being in it until March."

"Never mind, then. It must be someone else, or maybe I'm just all messed up because of Opal." The alpha cringed at her last comment. Oops, sorry, Ope. I just let her know you're in heat. Hahaha... please don't rip my head off later.

There seemed to be no major reaction from the omega; she simply shrugged it off, not being concerned with Opal and Korra's private life. Well that's polite. Damn, how can this girl get any more kind? She's also kinda sexy... Staring into those bright, emerald eyes, Korra was lost in a daydream, only to have Asami wave her hand in front of the dazed alpha's face. "Korra, are you okay? You seem kind of out of it today."

"Oh! Sorry, I was just thinking...about tonight! Yeah, tonight! Ummm, maybe I could bring my car by after school because I kind of need it for tomorrow. It's totally fine, though, if you can't. I totally understand. I didn't mean to force it on you at all, but it would just be better. I-I mean if you could, that would be awesome, but if you can't, I totally get that-" Korra was shut up by Asami placing her finger over the Southerner's lips. Holy crap, her skin is so soft, and her touch is so delicate. Those fingers, though. They're so hot, and they feel so good on my lips- STOP, KORRA!

The stunning omega pulled her hand away, carefully, from the alpha's lips. "First off, yes, I'm totally up for helping you with your car tonight," she gave Korra a genuine smile, "and secondly, will you stop babbling off?" Asami's laugh was pure to Korra's ears, it was silky but also quiet and cute. Letting a small smile slide onto her face, Korra gave the giggling omega her famous lopsided grin, pleased that Asami was happy when she was around her.

The laughing subsided a moment later, and Asami rested her hand on Korra's shoulder. "So, tonight for sure, jabber mouth?"

"Yeah, tonight! I'll be over at five if that's fine with you." While gazing into the eyes of the alluring omega, Korra thought to herself, wait, is she touching me? Like is she actually holding my shoulder? Dang, her grip is kinda firm, but it's also very nice. Maybe I should fl-nope! No flexing. Only for Opal. With that last thought, Asami nodded, and her hand lightly slid off the broad shoulder of the alpha, causing the Water Tribe girl to pout at the fact of no more physical contact. The beauty of a girl then disappeared into her class.

Only three more hours until five. Be ready, Korra. She only let out a sigh.


After what seemed to have been three days, three hours had finally passed, and Korra arrived in the driveway of the Sato mansion. The front gates were magnificent: stone carved expertly to shape perfect pillars, roofs finely tiled and pointed, and a half-gear had been plastered onto the top of the archway, symbolizing the Sato family and industry.

"Must've cost as much as a small house to probably just have had this entry way and driveway made," Korra murmured to herself as she stared at the fascinating architecture.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the Southerner's car window that startled her. There stood the amazing Miss Asami Sato herself, but this time, she wasn't groomed or well-dressed; her shirt and pants were coated in a fine layer of grease and dirt, while her hair hung in a messy, ponytail that Korra still found perfect.

"The garage is that way," Asami pointed off to the left, "I'll guide you there if you let me in."

Korra simply nodded and unlocked the doors. The omega gracefully swung into the passenger's seat and gave a smile to the alpha. That smile is so perfect, so sweet, just so amazing.

Something swelled in the alpha's stomach. She wasn't quite sure what it was, but there was a sparkly tingle that lived in her body. She'd felt this before; although, she couldn't quite figure out what it was. It can't be a crush. I have Opal, and I love her. So much. Yes, I love Opal Beifong, and this can't be happening. Maybe this is for Opal. I'm in her neighborhood, so maybe my mind's wandering to that. It can't be for Asami. Oh no, it can't be. The alpha was stuck in a phase of complete denial; her mind was racing with thoughts as she drove through a small section of the estate to the garage.

"Woah! Stop right here. This is the turn," Asami explained as Korra was speeding around the roads of the estate. Giggling, the omega then asked, "Are you okay? You seem to be drifting off, and the sun is just barely setting. Surely, you can't be tired already?"

"Oh, yeah, o-of course I'm alright," Korra rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment for being caught in a daydream, "I'm a bit tired, to be honest, and I was also just in awe over how big this place is. I mean how do you even remember where everything is? It's just like a giant maze!"

Again, Asami let out a chuckle and replied, "Well, you get used to it after a while. It's pretty easy to navigate once you know where everything is."

Korra let out a small laugh: "Yeah, I guess so." With that, the Southerner pulled up to a garage that could easily be the size of the first floor of her house. "Is this it?" Korra's eyes grew wide as they pulled up to the opened side of the building. Her astonished look earned another giggle from the girl sitting beside her.

"Yup. You can just park it wherever, and I'll get to work on it. Also, you can stay or go. Whatever you want. It's just nice to have some company, sometimes, so I didn't know if you'd be willing to stay for a bit."

"I think I'll stay for a little while." The alpha nodded, gave the omega a sweet smile, then stopped the engine of the car.

"Oh, and I'll check the engine and oil and pretty much everything if you want. Might as well do it if I'm already repairing the front."

"I mean, if you're up to it, yeah, sure! That'd be," Korra again reached behind her neck and rubbed it, "cool."

Smirking, Asami left for the storage closet at the back of the room and came back a minute later with some tools. Then she made a second trip to the back of the garage for the new front bumper she had made by her father's company earlier.

Meanwhile, Korra found herself shyly looking around the garage, hands buried in the pockets of her navy blue sweatpants. She whistled a faint tune that caught the omega's attention.

"That song, I know it."

"Yeah, it's Safe and Sound. Taylor Swift." Korra shrugged. "It's one of my favorite songs. Not many people see me as a country/pop kinda girl. They assume I'd maybe listen to things more like emo or rock or something. I mean I do, but I also listen to other things. Anyway, how do you know the song?"

"My mother used to sing me that whenever I was sad or not feeling well. I remember when it first came out when I was about five or six, that's all she'd sing and listen to, and her voice always soothed me, so I'd ask her to sing it to me when I went to sleep. She did, every night, but then..." Asami's face dropped: her eyes carried a sad look, her brows furrowed inwards with worry, and she was no longer smiling. "Then she died. All I think of when I hear that song is my mother, and I can only hear her singing it."

"I'm so sorry, Asami. I-I didn't know." Without realizing, the Water Tribe girl automatically embraced the troubled omega, giving all the comfort she could. It was pure instinct to ease the omega's emotions.

Asami's voice was light and weakened, "It's okay. She's okay right now. I'll be fine." She pulled away from the alpha's tight yet calming hug. "Thank you, Korra."

"Yeah. Just please let me know if you ever need someone to talk to or...anything. I lost my best friend a few years ago, but I can't imagine losing one of your parents. Please, talk to me if you need to."

"Sounds like we've both lost someone important in our lives."

Both gave each other full, soothing smiles, knowing that they both cared for one another. That smile is just perfect: those curling lips, the shade of her lipstick is perfect, and holy badgermoles! Wait, wha- Asami spoke up over Korra's thoughts: "I'm glad I met you. You seem like a good person, Korra."

A smile covered Korra's face, which also hid the smallest blush on her scrunched up cheeks. "Thanks, 'Sami." Korra suddenly froze at the fact she'd just given her new friend a nickname, further more, it acted as a declaration that the omega was now apart of the Krew. But what if she doesn't want a nickname? Or maybe, she doesn't want to be with us. Does she? To confirm her thoughts, Korra looked at the omega and asked shyly, "You don't mind if I call you that, do you?"

"No," Asami lightly chuckled while a light shade of pink come across her cheeks and nose. "I think it's kind of cute, actually."

"Cool, because the whole Krew has nicknames," Korra shot the omega a wide smile, and her face grew red because of the omega's comment of her new nickname. "Well, except Mako because his is kinda funny, and he hates it. You haven't met him, by the way, because he's not in school. He's Bolin's older brother."

"Oh, I never knew Bolin had a brother. He seemed like an only child."

"Him? Nooooo. He's had Mako taking care of him forever." Korra couldn't contain her laugh, while thinking of the alpha's very embarrassing nickname. "Mako's nickname was Ma, and then it evolved to 'Mama Mako' because he's almost like a mother to all of us. And that's why he hates us for it."

Asami snorted at Korra's remark about her new friends. "I'll make sure to call him that when I meet him. We'll for sure get out on the right foot, then."

Korra roared with laughter, imagining the omega greeting her ex by "Ma" or "Mama Mako" when they would first meet. "Yes! You should definitely do that. He's such a sour puss when it comes to teasing, and that would just make my day."

"I'll make sure to do that, then." The omega gave the Water Tribe girl a wink.

Whoa, that wink just felt like she shot me with a bullet. How is that even possible?

Still laughing, Korra's cheeks once again burned a subtle red, this time, though, a bit brighter.

"So, you mentioned your friends as 'the Krew'. Why's that?" Asami was continuing her tinkering with Korra's car. The Southerner hadn't even noticed she'd started working on it until now. Wow she's good with cars and fixing things. Looks like she knows what's happening in there. She must be smart. I like smart...

"Korra?"

"Oh!" The alpha shot back to Earth again, instead of trailing off with her thoughts of the omega. "Ummm, if I remember it right, I was the one who kinda brought the crew together, so we call it 'the Krew' because it's always been addressed that way, and my name starts with a 'k,' so we replaced the 'c' with a 'k' and yeah. Not very exciting."

"I think it's kind of kool." The engineer shot Korra another wink.

Again, Korra rubbed the back of her neck exhibiting shy behavior and said, "Hah! I see what you did there. You'll fit right in"

"Mhmm, I hope so." Asami continued tinkering with the bumper. There was a silence that crept through the garage, and the only sounds that could be heard were those of the engineer trying to take off the car's front bumper. What is she even doing to my car? She's so damn good with her engineering and stuff. Man, my car's lucky. I should be the one being handled right now, not you, you old scrap metal!

Asami finally decided to pick up another conversation: "so, Korra, how long have you and Opal been together?"

"Oh! Ummm..." Opal, oh yeah, right! Your girlfriend, duh. There's no way you should be wishing you were that car right now. You know, Opal, right? That girl you've been with for a long time and promised to stay with? Dang, how long has it really been, anyways... Korra tapped her index finger on her chin, trying to calculate the many months that had passed by. "I'm guessing about two years or so."

"That's cool. Not many people make it passed a few months. You two must really click, then."

"Yeah, hah. We do. She's great."

"That's good." Asami looked up from her work to give the alpha a genuine smile, showing her happiness. "So, how did you two meet?"

"At school of course. We got together after I had recently broken up with my ex-"

Asami interrupted with curiosity, "and who is that?"

"Mama Mako. Yeah, we only made it through about three weeks; we drove each other too crazy. Two alphas don't really work out, if you know what I mean."

Asami laughed in agreement: "Yup. But why did you date him, means that both of you are alphas? That never works because of the chemistry."

"Well, you see, I didn't know I was an alpha at the time. I just assumed myself as a beta because I had no idea what I really was. Nothing really told me until just-"

"Just what?" Asami stopped her work to look into those bright, azure eyes.

"J-just a few days ago..." Korra shrugged at her remark, still showing how shy she was. Don't blush, Korra, don't go red! Within seconds of trying not to burn a bright crimson, the red had shown on her face. The Southerner could feel the heat rise to her cheeks and wash down the rest of her face. Dammit! You have to stop blushing and being all flirty. You stupid piece of alpha shit!

"It's nothing to be ashamed about," Asami chuckled, noticing the bright coloration of the alpha's face, "it's just life. I found out when I was twelve. Let me tell you, it's pretty shocking waking up and being covered in sweat. Also, not knowing why there are intense urges, but I think you get that, too."

Korra only stuck her tongue out, "Yup. And you have no idea what it's like to have a large stick like thing poking out of your," Korra gestured around her groin, "area. It's pretty uncomfortable to live with."

"I bet so," Asami agreed, still tinkering with the vehicle.

"So anyways, to continue with my story, once Mako and I broke up, I found Opal. She was a tiny thing a few years ago. So cute. And she still is. We met at the school's traditional, annual camping trip. Somewhere during the first month of school, everyone goes camping, including the teachers and principal and stuff. So, we met during the talent show sign ups. Bolin wasn't feeling well, so we were trying to find someone to play the second guitar for our little skit. Opal volunteered, and that's when we first met. She played the melody of the song, while I sung and strummed it. It was quite amazing she picked the song up so fast; she only had three hours to learn the melody. Turns out she was a very talented musician, and we lucked out. In the end, we turned out to be a great team, and that's how it all started. Opal and I had chemistry from the start."

A large, delighted look covered the Southerner's face after explaining how she met her amazing girlfriend. She could remember the first month they knew each other and how they'd become best friends. By the second month, they wanted to try a relationship. Ever since then, they were a happy couple, and now, a happy couple with a possibility of becoming bonded mates, if that little shit came into their lives. And if it didn't, Opal would probably still want to bond with Korra, but now, tides were turning. Korra knew Opal loved her and would give up everything to be with her now "prized alpha", but the Southerner wasn't sure what she'd felt for this new friend of hers. There was just something the lurked between the two, and Korra could not quite put her finger on it.

Just forget it! Even if Asami is nice and very attractive, you need to be there for Opal. You have amazing people in your life, and Opal is no one to just dump and leave in the dust. Korra was suddenly grateful for realizing all the wonderful people she had in her life: her parents, her friends, her girlfriend, and now, Asami. Asami was now a part of the Krew, and the Water Tribe girl found the omega to be a great addition to their small group of friends.

She's perfect for us, perfect for me...