Noatak unveiling whom he really was did cause a huge stir throughout the city, mostly gossip and indignation, and things were difficult to hide for a while. Noatak had to move into his apartment until further notice, so tabloids didn't try to exploit his coming and going from the estate. Korra became antsy as the everlasting absence of one of the brothers, and soon the stress of no longer feeling warmth on both sides of her made her snap. She was eating lunch with Tarrlok and Noatak at a very public restaurant, under the guise that they needed to catch up on paperwork.

"I can't take this anymore," She interrupted the brothers who were chatting about what they had each been doing. Korra turned to Noatak. "Please come home."

"Korra, not here-" Noatak warned, but she cut him off.

"It's been almost a whole month since you took off your mask, Noa. I miss you. Tarrlok misses you. Please," She reached over to grab his hand. Tarrlok looked away to avoid eye contact with his brother. The truth was that he did miss his brother, a lot. Noatak looked from a desperate Korra to an avoiding Tarrlok.

"Is that true, Tarrlok?" He asked, causing his brother to blush and nod slightly.

"Noatak, it's strange not having you in bed with us every night," Tarrlok admitted. It wasn't that he didn't love being the only one to hold Korra at night, but he had grown used to Noatak handling her nightmares, and feeling his warmth next to them.

"It's not the same," Korra said. She was right. It wasn't the same, but he didn't want to ruin either of their reputations. "You said we would come out after you left Amon behind, Noa, but I'm not seeing that happening," She lowered her eyes to where their hands were entwined. "I want you home…"

"Korra…" Noatak found him leaving his chair to kneel in front of her seat. Tears brimmed her eyes. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally nodded again. "Okay, Korra. Okay. We'll come out."

"What?" Tarrlok asked from his seat, stunned. Noatak looked at his brother, determined.

"We're going to do it, Tarrlok. I did promise," Noa stood, and offered his hand to the sniffling Avatar. "I don't like seeing you like this, Korra."

"Thank you," She whispered as she took his hand and stood from her seat. Her lover wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, and held her in a hug. Tarrlok also rose from his seat and hugged the young woman already in his brother's arms. She finally felt at home, in the arms of the two men she loved more than she could explain. Tears spilled from her eyes in relief. She wouldn't be apart from either of them anymore.

"Avatar Korra, what's going on here?" All three found themselves faced with a reporter. She gently pushed the brothers away from her, so she could square herself with the small man holding a pen posed over a notepad.

"I have something to say, I want you to write this down," She looked towards the brothers for confirmation, who both nodded. She took a shaky breath before continuing. "I'm in a relationship with both of these men, and I'm tired of hiding it."

With those words she gripped her lovers hands and marched out the door and down the street to where Tarrlok parked his satomoblie. Before getting into the vehicle she turned and kissed each brother on the mouth, who stood there a bit stunned as the course of actions.

"Korra, that was very…" Noatak trailed off, at a loss for words.

"Immature," Tarrlok finished for him. Noatak nodded in agreement. Korra just smiled at them.

"I'm just happy it's out there," She said, a couple tears streaming down her cheek. Noatak leaned forward across the front seat to wipe them away.

"Why are you crying?" He asked softly. Tarrlok looked over from the drivers seat to see Korra beaming.

"I'm so happy right now," She sniffled. She wiped at her face roughly, trying to dry the moistness. "Damn it, I don't know why I'm crying, though."

"Well, stop then, love," Tarrlok chuckled.

"I'm trying!" Korra laughed with him. Noatak laughed too; also feeling like a weight was lifted from his shoulders.

When they arrived home, they unconsciously made their way to the bedroom. Korra hadn't even planned on making love with either of them, since she was feeling a bit bloated, but the brothers felt the need to show her how much they loved her. They did it successfully, and she completely forgot how uncomfortable she had felt during that day.

The tabloids were having a hay day with the new story that Korra gave them, and she received a call on her personal phone she had been expecting for almost two days. She fidgeted with the hem of her short skirt as she walked from the kitchen towards the living room. The skirt had been a gift from Noatak, and she surprisingly enjoyed the sensation of her thighs rubbing together as she walked. Being home for the day she had already discarded her leggings that she wore underneath it. The phone rang as she walked by it in the hallway.

"Hello, Tenzin," She answered the call before the caller had announced themself.

"Korra!" Tenzin's voice rang clearly through. "What is going on with this nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense, Ten," Korra played with her nails as she spoke to her master. "I'm in a relationship with them both. It's pretty simple."

"It's not simple, Korra! Those men are brothers!" He exclaimed, acting as if she hadn't known. "Not to mention they're both twice your age!"

"Tenzin, I understand that you're worried about this, I really do," She said into the receiver. "But I'm not a child, and I'm taking care of myself."

"Are you at least being careful?" Tenzin's voice had lowered significantly. Korra's eyebrows shot up. Had they been careful?

"Of course," She said, lying to herself and him. She heard a sigh on the other end of the line.

"Do you love them?" He asked carefully. Korra nodded, and then realized he couldn't see her.

"I do," She answered. That wasn't a lie. "I love them both more than I could ever begin to explain."

"As long as you're happy, and being safe, I suppose there's no reason to be upset, right?" Her master stated.

"Right," She agreed. Another sigh sounded from the speaker.

"Okay," Tenzin came to terms with the situation quickly. Korra smiled.

"I love you, Tenzin," She said suddenly. There was silence on the other end.

"I love you too, Korra," She could practically hear the man's blush through the phone, which made her giggle. "I should go, Pema needs me."

"Of course," Korra smiled. "Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

She hung up the phone on the hook and leaned against the wall. Even her master was alarmed by the situation, but he was as understanding as ever. She sighed.

"What's wrong, my love?" Tarrlok asked as he walked out of the kitchen. He placed a hand on her waist and pecked her cheek.

"Everyone's just so upset about this relationship," She answered. Tarrlok nodded.

"Of course they are, Korra. You're the Avatar. Not only that, but you're a gorgeous young woman that has her entire life ahead of her, and you chose to shack up with a former revolutionist and a grouchy councilman, both of whom are twice your age, and are brothers," Tarrlok said.

"Well, yeah…" Korra shrugged. She knew what people thought, and chose not to care.