A/N - Ok. I know it's been a while, sorry about that. Been busy with school starting and work being work, meaning horrible, but anyway, hope you enjoy! Gonna try to update on Fridays from now on, or whenever, whichever one comes first.
"You know, you didn't have to bang pans over our heads like that!" Bolin complained as he carried the young boy under his arm, still rubbing his ear.
"Yup. But we did anyway." Korra looked at Asami, whose eyes were sparkling with a joy Korra hadn't seen since the wedding. She liked that look.
Asami agreed. "Yes. We did. Now if you excuse us, we have some unfinished business to attend to." She slammed the door shut on Bolin's face and turned her attention to Korra, her eyes now gleaming mischievously.
"Hmm." Asami said, contemplating Korra's figure, her hand resting beneath her chin. "Your fingers are still dirty. Let me get that for you." She reached for Korra's hand and put Korra's finger in her mouth, breathlessly cleaning each finger and savoring the remnants of the vanilla frosting as her eyes glinted.
"You know, that wasn't very polite…mmm." Korra's thoughts were forgotten as Asami's lips met hers once again. The soft fullness of Asami Sato's lips were like a heavenly cushion against her own. What was she talking about? She couldn't remember. The only thing that mattered was the most perfect girl in the world who she was holding in her arms at that moment.
Asami continued to kiss her, her lips parting as their tongues met as they kissed each other deeper than they had ever did before. "What." Asami slipped out between kisses. "What were you saying?"
Asami pinned her against the wall as Korra willfully subjected to Asami, powerless to do anything against her will. "I don't know." Korra grinned as a slight moan escaped her mouth as Asami nuzzled against her neck. "Probably…Ah…nothing important."
"Mmm." Asami said, her voice muffled as she continued to kiss and probe Korra's neck.
Korra laughed. "That tickles!" The vibrations of her voice sent shivers of pleasure into Korra's backspine.
Asami withdrew long enough to smile at her.. I'm powerless against her. Korra realized. Korra laughed again.
"What?" Asami said, her eyebrow raised questioningly.
"Nothing. You're just so pretty." Korra said longingly.
Asami rolled her eyes. "Pfft. Whatever." Her mouth twitched upwards however, and Korra knew she was laughing.
The radio crackled. Raiko's voice came across. There was just something so irritating about his voice to Korra. "Asami? Are you there? I need to talk to you right now. It's urgent."
Asami groaned. "Ugh, he probably wants to talk about fixing the . It's always something with him.
"No." Korra begged. "Don't answer it!"
Asami smiled sadly. "I have to. I really don't want to."
Asami disentangled herself from Korra who was left leaning against the wall. Brushing the loose hair from her eyes, she straightened her rumpled clothing as she cleared her throat and took the radio.
Korra sank to the ground, a half-smile still on her face as she watched as Asami's eyes narrowed in annoyance. Raiko had that effect on people.
It turned out that Raiko, being the insufferable windbag he always was, had ordered Asami to stay in Republic City another week to help aid in further repairs of the city, despite how much of her time Asami had already loaned.
"I can't disobey a direct order Korra." Asami sighed. "I'm so sorry. With Varrick and Zhu-Li out of the city, there isn't really a whole lot of other options he has."
"He's never liked me. This is my fault anyway." Korra had a rocky history with Raiko and she hadn't ever liked him and the feeling was pretty mutual between the two. "I can talk to him."
"No, Korra don't. It's alright."
"We can go together! Let's show him that he doesn't mess with us! We saved this city, we deserve vacation time!" Korra stood up, a grin breaking over her face.
Asami smiled, and Korra knew she had won her over. Korra reached her hand out and took Asami by the hand.
"Together then." Asami nodded.
As soon as they neared the doors of Raiko's office, they were bombarded with reporters and questions who were apparently waiting for them there.
"Avatar Korra! What do your parents think of your relationship with Asami Sato?"
"Miss Sato! Is your relationship with the Avatar strictly professional?
"Avatar Korra! What does this mean for the future? First the spirit vines, and now this?"
"Avatar Korra over here!" "Miss Sato!"
"Back off! Hey! Move it!" Korra pushed her way past, attempting to move as quickly as possible without hurting anyone. It was like moving through mud. Well, maybe not. At least she could waterbend mud. People, not as much.
Ugh. Korra thought as she led Asami through the herd, brushing off stray hands and demanding faces. Don't these guys have anything better to do?
"Ow!" Korra heard Asami yell, and she felt Asami's hand disappear from hers.
She felt something snap, something she hadn't felt in a very long time, and her anger flared. "HEY!" She used air bending, and pushed the crowds apart as gently as she could, which was hard to do in her anger. She thanked Raava that she was smarter now. Before she would have thrown fire at them.
The crowds parted, and there was Asami sitting on the ground, looking a bit dazed but not seriously harmed.
"Asami!" Korra shouted as she ran to the engineer as the crowd dispersed as quickly as they had congregated."Are you alright? Do you need to lie down?" She sat besides Asami and ran her hands over Asami's body, checking her for any visible injuries.
"I'm fine, Korra." Asami said, holding her hand where her usually pale skin was reddening visibly.
"No, you aren't! We need to get you out of here!" Korra said. "Can you walk?"
"Pfft Korra, of course I can walk. It's just a bruise." Asami smiled. "You're cute, but I think I'll live."
Korra returned the smile. "Of course. Just let me fix that for you okay?"
"Nah, it's fine. Just help me up?" Korra relented as she reached her hand out and pulled her wife to her feet.
Asami's knees buckled, as her weight gave away from under her. Korra gasped and put Asami's arm around her shoulder.
"I guess I'm not that fine after all." Asami said sheepishly.
Korra sighed and shook her head. "You're so stubborn sometimes, I swear."
Now Asami laughed jokingly. "Oh, so you're telling me that, huh?"
Realizing the irony in her statement, Korra started to laugh to.
"You know, it's not that bad. I can walk, just hold my hand okay?"
"Are you really sure this time?"
"Yes." Asami looked at Korra. She still seemed incredibly happy despite the pain she was in. "I've been through worse."
Korra slipped her hand into Asami's as they walked together, one leaning slightly on the other for support. Still, Korra was prepared in case Asami collapsed, tightening her grip on Asami's hand, trying to reassure her.
"Mommy, why are those two girls holding hands?" A little girl pointed at the couple from a distance while tugging on her mother's dress.
The mother turned to her child and looked at the pair from a distance. "What are you talking about honey?" She eyed Korra and Asami's conjoined hands with a look of confusion that shifted to disdain, and quickly shielded her child as if it would scar her for life while grabbing her hand and dragging her away.
Korra heard her muttered remarks as they passed. "So the rumors were true. Unnatural. Just unnatural. I can't believe the Avatar would do such a thing." The woman shook her head and crossed her arms.
Korra rolled her eyes and felt herself tense up. Who was she to judge them? She tightened her grip on Asami's hand who met her eye and smiled slightly. It was the only thing stopping her from lashing out at that woman. She led Asami away, gritting her teeth as she silently fumed.
She could feel her old fury rising within her. She held Asami's hand tightly, attempting to dissuade it. She was a different person now, and that was all in the past. Her future was in her hands.
"Ugh. I can't believe people. "Unnatural." Do they even know what you've done for them?" Asami said, visibly frustrated, as she shook her head in disbelief.
"It's alright." Korra said, trying to play the same role Asami always had. "Just don't listen to them."
God, this is hard. But it's worth it. It's like trying to calm down two people at once. The worst part was that Korra agreed with Asami one hundred percent, yet she was doing her best to play the role Asami had played for her all those years ago.
"Don't listen to them?" Asami said incredulously. She sighed. "I guess you're right." Her frown shifted to a smile. "Do you remember what I said to you that night at Air Temple Island?"
Korra returned the smile. "They'll just have to deal with it."
"And it looks like that's just what these people are going to have to do. They'll get over it. They have to." Asami said, her face lit with a youthful enthusiasm.
Is this what she sees when she looks at me? No, I'm just me. What I see when I look at her, well, that's a whole different story. Korra thought as Asami pushed back her long hair into her usual more conservative locks.
"Asami what about Raiko?" Korra asked. Ugh, Raiko. That weasel.
"Screw Raiko." Asami sighed again. "I'm really tired of his selfishness. I'm tired of this city! Let's just go."
Korra laughed out loud. "Wow! Asami Sato, you are really a rebel at heart aren't you?"
Asami wasn't kidding. "I'm serious. We're packed already right? I've got enough stuff packed for the both of us back home, anyway. Let's go!"
"Okay, if you say so." Korra said, still laughing. "I never knew you could be such a…well."
"What?" Asami said, her eyes narrowed in slight confusion.
"A badass!" Korra said, gesturing at her, as she knelt on one knee, putting Asami's face between a box made of her fingers, as if lining up a shot for a mover. "Ladies and gents, presenting Asami Sato! The world's kindest badass! Don't mess with her vacation time!"
Asami rolled her eyes. "I think you've been spending too much time with Bolin." Korra knew she was laughing inside like she always did.
She let herself be led away, thanking Raava that she was lucky enough to be Asami Sato's wife.