Same disclaimer still applies. When I own Korra, I'll let you know. Italics = The Voice. *cue mysterious music :)*

Korra was both bored and scared. She had thought it would be impossible to be both, but apparently it was.

Knowing she would never be able to sleep tonight, Tenzin had suggested reading through the 'old texts'. "Perhaps there will be something there that will enlighten us," was how he put it.

So, she had took a stack of dust and paper from the library, because reading ancient records had to be the answer to all forms of insomnia right?

Three hours later it still hadn't worked. She blamed it on the fact they were actually interesting. Toph was so hilarious Korra couldn't believe Lin Beifong was actually her daughter. There was just no personality resemblance between them.

But for all the entertainment the stories provided, the nightmare of Amon was just too fresh in Korra's mind for her to relax. Tenzin had given her a pen and an ink bottle so she could write down any import information she came across. With all the tension and boredom she had to release it all somehow, and that was how she came to be absently scribbling on her arm.

"Is that my brother's name?"

Korra jumped into her fighting stance; in the process she flipped over the low table, which in turn launched the ink bottle at the intruder. It would have been a really awesome move to pull on one of Amon's chi blockers, she mused. Unfortunately it was Bolin standing ink stained in the doorway.

"Oh, uh, sorry. I didn't mean to- it's just you scared me and-" She sputtered.

"It's okay," Bolin grinned. He was quite possibly the only person in the world who could grin while dripping ink, she mused, even Tenzin would but upset about this. She spaced out a minute just imagining his contorted face; he would be trying not to verbally lose his patience while his body language screamed loss of control. Korra suppressed a giggle and tried to focus on her friend's words. "It's just the only clothes I have. Mako's already mad, so a little ink won't matter."

"That's awful! Bolin, you're not serious! Are you?" Korra cried. If he would get in trouble with Mako for something she'd done, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life and have another reason for insomnia.

His grin widened. "I'll be fine." The grin dripped off his face with the ink though, and his tone became strained. "So seriously, why do you have my brother's name on your wrist? Is there something going on between two of you I should know about?"

Korra looked down at her wrist in surprise.

Yep, that's Mako's name. M A K O. Now what are you gonna do?

Come up with a very practical reason why she needed Mako's name on her wrist, Korra decided.

Yeah right, you're a horrible liar.

Okay, that was true, but she could handle this. It wasn't like she had been sitting in her room daydreaming about the handsome Fire-ferret. So there was nothing to be guilty about.

Then why do you feel guilty?

If she cared to be honest, there was no good reason for Mako's name to be anywhere on this island. Maybe that was why she felt guilty.

Oh, so you were subconsciously daydreaming about the 'handsome Fire-ferret'.

Korra decided she really hated that stupid voice in her head. She sheepishly reached up to scratch the back of her neck. As she did so, her fingers caught fabric instead of skin. It was only then she remembered Mako's red scarf. She blushed. It seemed a little odd that he hadn't asked for it back, but with everything that had happened that evening he must of just forgot too. Whatever his reasons, it gave her the perfect excuse.

"Of course not. That would be crazy. How could you imagine Mako and I dating? And even if we were, do you seriously think we wouldn't tell you?" She had no idea what possessed her to say that last part, but from the awkwardness it added to the situation she wished she hadn't. Korra swallowed and continued, "I just wrote myself a note so I could remember to give Mako his scarf back." She paused just long enough for Bolin to buy it and then changed to subject. "So what brings you over to the island?"

Thankfully, that completely distracted the earth bender from any more Mako/Korra questions. "Well, you see…. It was kinda like-" he sighed. "We had a fight."

Korra was not a relational genius, but even she could tell he didn't like talking about Mako behind his back. Well, not like this, not after a fight. So she tried to smooth over it. "Oh, I see. So are you looking for a place to stay the night or what?" She asked with a polite smile.

Bolin beamed. "Really? You'll let me stay? Thanks! I always knew you were the best!" He gave her one of those one-armed hugs. "So where can I sleep?" he asked looking around the room.

"Um…I- Yeah, that's great," she mumbled. Why did this always happen to her?

Because you ask for it.

"Let me go ask Tenzin for a room, okay?" She asked, managing not to sigh.

"Okay," he smiled. "I'll just hang out here."

She nodded and ducked around him and out the door. Once she got around the corner she rubbed Mako's name out on her pants. It merely smudged upward more toward her forearm. She groaned. Today had been a long day, and it was turning out to be a longer night.

A/N: Sorry it took so long. I've just been insanely busy. But anyway you got you chapter, so that's what matters. Did you see the new episode today? If Mako ends up with Miss Salomi Soto, I will no longer be able to watch the Legend of Korra. Oh stop lying, you would watch it waiting for her to show her true colors. Yeah, that's probably true. But does anyone else feel the same way, or just me? Oh and review please?