Feeling rejected Bolin was left to carry Pabu and walk down the neon lighted sight that was Republic City "I am not a little kid." He muttered. Not wanting to wait for Korra and Mako to finish he took it upon himself to get out and clear his mind. He walked everywhere from Xuan's to Narooks and sadly wherever he went it reminded him of Korra. Going to the one place that wouldn't be remind him of her; he found a spot in the park and sat on the bench. Lurching forward and placing pabu on his lap he looked up to stars and then to his pal. "She told me to go to my room, Pabu. What is that?" grimacing, Bolin looked for a reply from his fire ferret who in turn did nothing but chitter and climbed on to his head.

"She told me she loved me, but she sent me away like a child." Covering his face in annoyance, he shrugged his shoulders. "Guess I'll go to Asami's." he sighed.

It was the one place he was welcomed and he knew he wouldn't be treated like a child.

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Settling at the door of the Sato mansion Bolin fixed him self up and smoothed away a stray hair on Pabu.

"Here goes nothing." He whispered to himself as he rung the doorbell. He hoped that Asami wouldn't be too upset with being awakened at this time of night, it was an emergency and he needed a friend more than anything.

Asami looked out the window and saw that it was Bolin; her face had the obvious mark of irritation on it. She mouthed the words 'I am going to kill you' as she opened the door for him.

He gulped. "I messed up didn't I?"

"I don't know whose worse you or your brother." She punched his arm and let him in. "Korra is looking for you and she sounds really upset." Asami bit her lip and side-eyed Bolin as he sat on the couch.

He felt remorseful at his actions he didn't know that clearing his mind could cause Korra to get upset but he thought about it "Well she shouldn't had told me to go to time out or whatever." Bolin was not going to take the blame for something Korra caused.

"She said you were upset about something dealing with Mako and you left." Asami looked him over and waited for a reply.

"Did she tell you how Mako was there and she told me to leave because she wanted him to stay?" The callousness in his voice was shocking to Asami. This was brand new, Bolin was not apologetic. Asami sat over in the chair across from him and listened. "I've been hurt by her enough and honestly I don't care anymore. She chose Mako again and that's it, the end." The pain of being put on the backburner was something he was used to but he never liked it. It crept in his voice and actions as he tried to mask it.

Korra's gonna do what she wants to do.

Bolin winced and looked over at Asami, "No matter what she does to me, I stil- I-I love her." He was breaking down, knowing he wasn't going to try to cry he leaned into the couch cushion and screamed.

"That's not healthy Bo." She was the voice of reason. Asami rose and walked over to sit next to the now red-eyed earthbender. She wrapped her arms around him and tried to calm him. "I really don't think she was trying to hurt your feelings. By the way she was explaining it to me; it seemed like she was tying up her loose ends with Mako." She ration logically.

"I just don't know. I don't want to be in the same room as her right now." He groaned.

"Well, if you need to be away from her…then stay for the next day or two and get your head together. Some space might do you good. But first you need to tell her where you are at so she can stop worrying." Asami flashed a friendly smile and patted him on the back.

"Do it now." Thrusting the telephone in his space, Asami wasn't going to let him stay without doing the right thing. "It's up to you now." She gave Bolin another hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Do right by her if you love her as much as you say you do." Asami was concerned for her friend and hoped that he would do the proper thing.

What could go wrong? She pondered after she collected herself to go back to her room.

"I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

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Korra lied in her bed, there were no tears left in her eyes. She watched the sky become lighter as the sun raised into the night time sky, there was no knock on the door, and no one else was there but her and the body imprint Bolin left last night. She sighed and hugged her pillow tight. Korra missed him and she couldn't wait to tell him that.

The phone rung loudly and broke her thought process.

"Hello." She responded groggily.

"Korra, it's me. I'm o.k."

It was Bolin. There was a breath of relief as she heard his voice. She had so many things to ask him and she also wanted to fuss at him because of what he put her through.

"I missed you. Where are you? Why did you leave? When are you coming back?" her words came out a mile a minute.

There was a stillness that came over the phone as he prepped his self for what he was going to say next. Korra felt the sea of confusion drawing her in as she waited.

"I'm over here at Asami's and I'll be over here for sometime until I can figure out what I want with us." He said breaking the awkward silence. Korra fell to pieces as she ran the words in her head.

"That's not fair. "

"It's not fair that you sent me away to spend time with mako." His frustration with the situation showed harshly.

"I did not. I told Mako it was over. I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to be with you but you're being very childish Bolin." Korra tried her damndest to be calm but gradually her resolve was falling down.

"Well you did send me to my room, so I guess I am a child right?" he pointed out.

Feeling flustered with the accusations he made, she let out a yell of frustration and threw the phone on to the receiver.

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Click.

The last thing he heard before the phone went dead. Feeling even dumber now Bolin sunk into couch becoming apart of the fixture. He figured if he blended in with the furniture then maybe he wouldn't have to deal with the confusion he was causing himself and deal with Korra.

"How am I going to get myself out of this now?" he frowned staring at the ugly abstract picture sitting on the wall of the mansion.

That is an ugly painting. He scoffed at it but he couldn't keep his focus off of it. The lines and curves of the painting were plastered haphazardly on the canvas as the colors blended in smoothly intertwining blues, greens and black together into one. He couldn't help but think about how in some weird way the junky piece of art met some kind of parallel to his relationship with Korra: It was messy but it was cohesive. He knew he would always find the beauty in the mess they made.

Standing up, he decided that he wasn't going to run away anymore. "It's time to own up, Bolin." Walking up to Asami room he knocked and waited. Cracking the door open lightly, she peered at who it was. Her bed head was a scrabbled mess, hair going every which way. "What Bolin?" she spoke with a sleep-driven husky voice. Taken aback he cleared his throat and collected himself.

"I'm going back to the apartment. Thank you for letting me stay the night." She nodded and closed the door quickly. Sleep was all on Asami's mind. Bolin chuckled at the heiress' actions and hopped down the stairs. Grabbing Pabu, he was on his way back to the apartment.

"I'm going to set it right." Bolin proclaimed as he stepped out into his path of forgiveness.

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A/N: This chapter really took a lot out of me. I could not for the life of me figure out what I wanted to do with Asami. I love her so I couldn't have her come between a relationship especially if she see's them as friends. It's only right and fair. The wait for the next chapter won't be so long since I've worked out this block :).