For Ladytiger14 – I hope this satisfies your prompt for now, I can always redo things. A joy to write!
How dare he, how dare he, how dare he! The silent mantra steams through his head over and over and over just like the steam that is subconsciously heating up his hands. But goddamnit, he doesn't care if he burns his own hands, because Korra currently sits in the corner, her beautiful face hidden in her arms, shoulders shaking, crying.
All because of that damned firebender.
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Tahno shatters the door, eyes locking in on Mako, the target in his sight.
"What did you do?"
But before a startled Mako can even breathe out a response, he feels a gush of water engulf his senses; sting his sinuses, his nostrils, his throat.
The power that washes over Tahno bests the rush he once had in the arena. Perhaps it's his newly regained bending, perhaps it's his need to protect Korra – whatever it is, all he knows is that power is crashing over him, that his capabilities now are endless.
Mako flips himself over, a line of fire moving through the air towards Tahno's feet from a quick kick from Mako.
Two fiery punches, a dodge.
Ice aimed for his neck, a block.
Fire. Fists. Water. Kicks. Headlocks. Fire. Steam. Ducks. Fire. Water. Fire. Water.
Aimed for the head, the neck, the chest, the two teenage boys go straight for the kill, one thing on their mind.
Korra.
With a smirk, "God, I can't even tell why she'd ever like you. You're positively immature – can't make up your mind, only cause her pain. If you don't like her enough to pick her over Asami, get out of her life."
"I just told her not to accuse Asami's father! I told her I had to stay with Asami! I'm trying to be faithful here! You're insane." Two fire daggers, which Tahno quickly dodged.
"Yeah? Tell that to Korra's tears."
A spark ran through Mako's eyes, a nerve hit.
There was a sudden clash of lightning and ice, a combustion which neither had seen the likes of before. The explosion was quick – no more than a second – but still seemed an eternity, all the power and pride colliding in the middle. The ice broke into smaller particles, each carrying a bit of lightning, resembling shattered glass. It flew around them, above them, below them, everywhere. Transfixed, their eyes gleamed with the oddly majestic image before them, not caring that they themselves were being scraped and tainted by their anger. Cuts formed over their bodies, small creeks of blood pooling down their skin.
Tahno flew through the manufactured rain, Mako still dazed. He crept around the firebender, whispered into his ear, "You hurt her again, and I'll make sure you never have the power to again." Final blow.
Darkness.
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All Korra could feel was a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her, lips against her forehead. She relaxed into his touch, breathing in his scent.
"Thank you."
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It wasn't until she felt the blood on his skin that she questioned what exactly had happened.