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"What do you want Tahno?"
The dark haired boy smiled like a poisonous viperwolf.
Casually leaning himself against the nearest wall to block off any escape route for Asami.
"My my, such sass from someone who just knocked into me. I would think all your fine training would have equalled a little social grace."
"Forgive my tutors for not teaching me how to speak jackass."
The hair's on the heiresses neck stood on end as she shoulder'd past the pro-bender.
Tahno barely acknowledged the rage filled sting and automatically fell into step beside her.
"How about as an apology you agree to go on a date with me and we'll forget about your little misstep?"
"I'd rather be burned by a fire blast."
"Kinky. I like it."
Tahno was the one person that truly had the ability to get under Asami's skin. If he wasn't with his hoard of obnoxious idol obsessed fan girls, he was stalking her.
Trying and failing to get the mysterious heiress to agree to a date.
The spirits should be stunned she hasn't committed murder yet.
"I swear to Aang, Tahno if you don't get lost-"
"You'll what? Electrocute me?"
"No I wouldn't waste precious energy on you."
When they had first met at a pro-bending tournament a year ago, Asami had tried to give the self absorbed boy the benefit of the doubt. Oh but how that fell through within seconds.
One nauseating look over and sleazy line about 'getting the real prize after he won' had caused the young woman to glare daggers and storm away. Contemplating if staying for the entire tournament was even worth it.
Asami had ended up staying only to watch the WolfBats win in a landslide.
As if Tahno's pride wasn't high enough.
A full year later here they were. Still playing their impossible game of cat and annoyed mouse that was ready to electro shock the cat in the face.
Asami stepped outside of the police headquarters and slightly quickened her speed. Blowing past the dozens of reporters watching the exchange with interest.
"Come on Sato. You're 21 years old and not getting any younger. What could be so bad about getting with Republic City's most eligible bachelor?"
Sliding into her car with ease, Asami rolled down her window and began to count off her fingers.
"Well for one that would mean having to look at you for more then 30 seconds without wanting to kill myself. And secondly...oh no wait that's it!"
Smirking as the confidence fell from Tahno's face, Asami moved to pull away from the curb. But the pro-bender had one more snide remark left.
"Just because your father's a lonely bastard doesn't mean you have to end up the same way."
The heiress clenched her steering wheel with enough force to turn her knuckles white.
He was baiting her to react. She wanted nothing more then to punch the smile right off of his ghastly pale face, but Asami knew he'd take the hit.
They were right out front of the god damn police building so someone was going to come out and stop her. Then the press could have their fun interviewing Tahno and getting some bullshit story from him on her behalf.
And Lin would kill her...
Turning to slowly face the annoying man, Asami strained out an almost painful smile.
"Better watch what you say about the wealthiest man in the city. It would be a shame if the WolfBats found themselves under new management and someone got kicked off the team..."
That got the desired reaction she wanted. Tahno all but fell away from he car with an evil gleam filtering across his angered face. The pro-bender took one step back and ran a single hand through his side wave of hair.
"Whatever. See you later Sato."
She shuddered at the disgusting man, Asami floored her car and began her race home. Flashing the middle finger up to his vanishing form as rubber burned against the pavement below.
After a few quick weaves and turns, the heiress slowed down her approach and leisurely entered the gateway to her father's estate. Waving a quick hello to the guards set on post patrol.
Parking her favorite ride back into the track lot by the side of the large house, the young woman went inside. Greeting multiple workers as she asked around for if anyone had seen her father.
Hiroshi Sato was Asami's best friend and role model all in one. The death of his wife, had brought them very close together and after numerous nights of tears and prayers, the old man felt as though he was in a better place.
True in the beginning he had been paranoid about ANY benders being around his daughter. Convinced that each was out to get to him through killing the only reminder of his former love that he had left.
So distraught in his hatred for the world, Hiroshi even went as far as to ensure Asami went to 3 hour long daily martial arts/self defense classes. But after seeking help from a recommended counselor, the wealthy man agreed to let the past rest.
He may have lost the love of his life, but as long as he had a cared for daughter and his business he was happy enough.
Speaking of, Asami knocked on the door to Hiroshi's office, and smiled when she heard him say 'come in'.
The heiress entered the mahogany adorn room with a chuckle at how truly lost her father looked at the paperwork beneath him. No wonder so many of his once black hairs had turned silver by now.
Maneuvering around his huge desk to give the pudgy suited man a hug, Asami glanced at his paperwork.
"Hey dad."
"Hi kiddo, how was your visit with Lin?"
The tall girl shrugged her shoulders and looked closer at the files lain across her dad's desk.
"Same old stuff just some expense reports and yelling. What is this? It says your needed for a trip?"
The aging man sighed and prepared himself for the rant that would surely follow his words.
"I'm needed out of town to proceed the new testing of a cargo plane model. The last two failed because of technical problems and the factory wants me to come look at the blueprints again. I leave tonight after dinner."
"Well why can't you just do that from here?! They know about your heart issues, no you know what I'm calling them right now to send the files here and-"
Hiroshi held his hand up and tried to calm down his already passionate daughter.
"My heart is fine Asami and we are running on a tight due date here. We waste valuable minutes by having the files moved too and fro when I can easily just go and finish them once and be done. If the planes aren't ready soon we risk losing 30% of the advantage we have over Cabbage Corp. as far as delivery sales and advancements go."
"But dad-"
The father stood and gently placed a hand onto his worried daughter's shoulder.
"No buts! I'll only be gone for 3 days and I'll call you the second I get there! It's only a four hour drive and I promise I can handle it. Okay?"
"...the second you get there?"
"Promise."
The young girl sighed and begrudgingly agreed to her dad's terms. Mumbling a small 'fine', Asami glare down at the stupid papers that were chancing Hiroshi's health.
It took some time after their dinner for her father to take his leave, and despite Asami's pleads he refused to take guards. There would be four stationed men from his service to escort him the entire time he stayed at the factory, so two for such a short trip were unneeded.
Waving goodbye to his little girl, Hiroshi backed out of his large driveway. Staring up his journey through the thick forest pathway of the outskirts of the city.
Unfortunately for the wealthy man though, it appeared that his car hadn't been used too much as of lately. For not even an hour in, the engine began to rumble unnaturally causing him to pull off to the side of the road.
Hiroshi sighed and exited his car, checking around to see any sign of someone to help. He knew what the problem was, but of course his tools were back home.
The walk alone would stress his heart too much and was far out of the question. As if by a stroke of luck though, the wealthy man noticed a slightly beaten up looking pathway through a large mask of bushes and trees.
Had he continued driving by he never would have seen it.
The pathway didn't look like anyone had traveled on it in years, but if by chance there was a house at the end of it, he may find the tools he needed to fix up his car.
Staring the easy trek into the deep woods, Hiroshi sighed and prayed for a miracle.
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