"So the police host a tournament every year?" Wu looked at Mako, skepticism etched on his face.

"Yeah, every year we choose thirty-two benders with the best police record and they compete against each other in ten teams," Mako explained to the prince.

"That's cool! How long does it usually last?"

"A couple of days at most, but it's worth it waiting a year for this."

"Are you one of the people chosen?"

"Well not really, but that's mostly because I wasn't on the streets that much."

"Oh makes sense. You've been protecting this sexy body." Wu flexed his lanky arms and directed a blinding smile to some girls that were walking past their car. Mako rolled his eyes and turned his attention towards his own window.

"But wait how come each team has four people?" Wu asked curiously.

"Oh whenever we need a tie-breaker, the 'face-off' is fought by non-bending officers. That way everyone is included."

"Oh that's cool, do they wrestle or something?"

"Well not really, they box. Tackling and pulling is not permitted."

They idly chatted as the satomobile took them to the park in which the games would be held. Mako was in a particularly good mood today and no matter how many questions Wu pelted him with, he didn't feel annoyed. Nothing could ruin today for him. The tournament was one of the few events that the police held, and after a decade it became a tradition.

They arrived at the park, and Mako all but jumped out of the vehicle in excitement. He impatiently waited for Wu to get out as well and they began walking to the field. Wu had to jog to keep up with his guard, but Mako could care less if the prince broke a sweat today.

"Boy, you sure are excited," said Wu through heavy breaths as he held his aching side and tried not to fall back.

"Yeah, in my first year on the force they actually had Chief Beifong compete. It was awesome! She usually has no interest in participating but that year she nearly lost her bending so when Korra gave them back, the Chief was actually happy to participate."

"Was that the year in which you played?"

"Yeah, she kicked my ass though, and I didn't even go easy on her."

They finally reached the police tents in which the officers were getting ready, and entered the small roped off 'VIP' section which was set up for Wu. Wu collapsed onto the bench that was waiting for him and tried to catch his breath. Mako almost felt bad for making him walk that fast, almost. He mostly enjoyed torturing the prince any chance he got.

Mako finally calmed down enough to sit next to Wu and wait for the teams to start coming out.

"So how come this is the first year you took me here?"

"Well the first year there was some meeting stuff you had to attend so I didn't mention it, and the second year I just didn't want to go I guess."

"Why not?"

"Because reasons!"

"Was it the whole Avatar thing?"

Mako felt himself tense. He looked at the prince with wide eyes. "What about the avatar?"

"Um, do you not remember the newspaper fiasco?"

Mako recalled that accursed day. Some journalist got information on Korra and his paper published it in a rather negative light. As soon as Mako saw the article, he busted into the newspaper's headquarters and threatened the journalist, which resulted in him almost getting suspended for two months, that is until the replacement bodyguards begged to be relieved of Wu duty within a week of his suspension.

"I know you guys dated and stuff but that was ages ago man. You have got to learn to leg go buddy."

"I'm not your buddy," Mako said a little too harshly.

"Ok, ok. So you like Korra I get it, but it's been so long! You have got to get out there! There are other koi in the pond." Wu dramatically gestured out to the sky with one hand as he put the other around Mako's shoulders. Mako groaned loudly and rolled his eyes pointedly.

"Look that's private, so drop it."

"But buddy," Wu whined.

"Still not your buddy."

The crowd let out a loud cheer as several people jogged out to the center field and the referee began to talk to the teams. Wu's attention was almost immediately diverted to the match, as Mako removed the prince's hand from his back and began watching the game unfold.