Hey Guys! Welcome back! Thank you all for the Reviews that have made my day! I appreciate each and everyone of them! I wanted to upload this chapter cause I have been putting it off. I'm still working on Goodbye Almost Lover ch.12...So sorry for the wait...But the wait for this chapter is over. I worked hard on this chapter and I hope you like it. *WARNING* THERE IS SEVERE MASASMI IN THIS CHAPTER! You have been warned. :) BUT THIS IS STILL A MAKORRA PAIRING FIC
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It was acceptable weather considering it was the middle of spring. The bright sun peaks through the maze of leaves, and branches of the trees, and a weak breeze blows. The sky is dimming to a paler blue as the moon slowly but surely shimmers in. It's the four-o-clock hour and students are still fleeing from the campus with books in hand and bags over their shoulders; walking in their cliques. For them, the day has been long and unforgiving. They are ready to turn in, just to turn around the next day and come back. That is high school.
Leaning against the trunk, leaves umbrella them from the sun. He grabs her hand and lets his long fingers fall in between hers, his other hand resting on the curve of her waist. He tightens his grip as he pulls her into his chest. She smiles, nuzzling into the soft fabric of his sweatshirt, her thumb stroking the top of his hand. He whispers sweet little nothings into her ear. She giggles softly, biting her bottom lip.
They could stay like this forever. They were perfectly content wrapped up in each other's arms. Asami leans up, tilting her head to the side her eyes slip closed. Mako mimics her, leaning down until their lips meet in a perfect moment. She tangles her fingers in his hair, twirling it around on her fingers.
"Ahem!" Someone clears their throat from above them, hands on his hip.
Mako and Asami break lip lock and scoot away. Mako clears his throat. "Oh. Hey Bolin," He coughs. Mako's cheeks burn red when he sees the cerulean eyed girl standing behind Bolin; the look in her eyes is unreadable.
Korra drops her gaze down to her boots as she bites down on her lip. I didn't need to see that.
"Yeah, hi. We're going to head out. See you at home, Mako. Bye Asami. " Bolin says.
Korra waves awkwardly at Asami who amiably waves back. "See you around, Yuke."
Asami and Mako watch as Bolin and Korra stalk away. Mako absentmindedly scowls at Korra's back, recalling their argument from earlier. Why are you such a jerk? Her voice echoes through his head.
Asami notices the anger showing on his features. She squeezes his hand. "Hey, Mako you ok?" She asks raising her perfectly plucked eyebrows.
Mako is snapped out of his trance of annoyance. His face softens into a small grin. "Huh? Yeah. I'm fine." He insists. Mako begins to twirl a curl around his index finger.
"Ok." She says softly. She kisses his palm. "So what do you think of Yuke?" Asami suddenly asks curious about how Mako thinks of her new potential friend.
What do I think? I think she is obnoxious, and persistent, and annoying! "She seems nice" He breathes.
"Yeah, she does. She seems kind of sad to be here." Asami sighs pressing another kiss to his palm.
Mako raises an eyebrow. "What makes you say that?" he asks. He doesn't see why she would be sad. In his opinion she seemed more that eager to make new friends.
"Well she mentioned something about her parents staying behind in Ba Sing Se. She wouldn't say why though. Not that it is my business. She just seemed sad about it." Asami explains growing curious to learn more about Yuke's back story. Mako on the other hand couldn't care less.
"I'm sure she is fine." He says simply. Mako cups Asami's slender face and pulls her in, relishing her beauty before their lips mold together for the millionth time.
Asami pulls away then steals a glance at her watch. Her eyes widen. "Oh no, I have to go! I need to meet dad at dinner in an hour!" Asami grabs her bag and throws it onto her shoulder. She pecks Mako. "Want me to walk you?" He asks releasing Asami's hand.
"No, Dad's chauffer will be picking me up." She kisses him one last time. She rises to her feet and Mako rises with her. "I will call you tonight if I can." Then she is running across the grass to the parking lot.
Mako grabs his bag, shoves his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, and begins his short trek home.
Bolin walks her to the docks, lined side by side; synced step by step on the traffic-less sidewalk. Cars zoom past them in colorful blurs as they pass shops and vendors. On the way there they have small chat. Bolin told her about his pet Fire Ferret back at his apartment. "You should come over and see him sometime! He is super adorable."
Korra laughs. "Okay! I like super adorable!" She informs with a playful smirk.
"What are you doing this weekend, Yuke?" Bolin asks. He shoves his hands in the pockets of his jeans.
Korra's cheeks burn. "Er…Nothing. Why?" Is he asking me out?
"Well I would like to show you around the city if you aren't busy." He offers with a charming smile.
Korra jumps at the opportunity. "That would be great Bolin, thanks!" She exclaims enthusiastically. Suddenly she was excited for this week to end so the weekend could come.
"My pleasure!"
They reach the dock and Korra turns to Bolin. "It was very nice to meet you, Yuke." Bolin says. His lime eyes beam.
You are my first friend. "You too, Bolin. I will see you tomorrow." Korra waves than turns and walks to the boarding ferry.
The boat ride back to the island, Korra's thoughts only consisted of one thing: Mako. The way he held Asami to him, with his lips on her made Korra feel somewhat hallow and invisible.
I'm not supposed to feel this way. I just met him for crying out loud! I don't know anything about him but his name! Korra mentally goes to war with herself. She pulls her knees to her chest and closes her eyes. She tries to cleanse her mind of the firebender that had made second half of her first day pretty shitty.
He seemed conceited and controlling. He had that irritating look in those eyes that says he is rarely happy. He doesn't smile much and seems to push everybody out.
Korra clenches her teeth. FORGET ABOUT HIM! Korra chants over and over in her head. Korra switches her thoughts to Naga. She misses her so much it hurts. Korra knows Naga misses her more. It wasn't fair that Korra had to leave her best friend behind. She is scared that Naga is feeling abandoned. No one has the guts to play with her or take her out for a run. Odds are she is just locked up in her cage, whimpering and howling, going nuts calling for Korra. And it breaks Korra's heart.
Her eyes water and her breathing becomes shallow. I'm so sorry Naga. A tear rivers down her cheek and falls to her knee, soaking into the rough fabric of her jeans.
As the boat docks Korra hooks her backpack on her elbow and steps off the boat on to the wooden dock. She walks up the slope to the temple and breaks in the door of the girl dormitory.
She drops her backpack on the floor beside her bed. It heavily clunks to the floor. Korra stalks out to Tenzin's office.
Korra knocks on the door frame before invited in.
Tenzin looks up from his work and sees Korra. He motions her to come in. "Ah, Korra. You're home. I trust you had a good day at school."
Yupp…It was just dandy…The text books and homework. I'm over joyed. "Could have been better." She mumbles falling into a leather chair in front of Tenzin's desk.
"Did something happen?" He asks.
Korra rolls her eyes. "No."
"Then what seems to be the problem?" Tenzin questions. He folds his hands in front of him.
The problem? Well I don't know…Let's recap shall we? I was almost killed, shipped across the world to hide from a psychopath who can take my bending! You won't let me have Naga here with me, you are forcing me to attend school with a bunch of jerkbenders, and teachers who love to give homework! Oh and don't even get me started on Mako- "Nothing…" She breathes. Korra props her elbow up on the chair and rests her cheek on her fist.
Tenzin sighs sensing she is hiding something, but he knows he can't force it out of her. "Very well Korra. By the way, your mother called. You need to call her back." Tenzin informs as he begins to organize the documents piling up on his desk.
Korra perks up with a smile. Mom? But her enthusiasm soon fades along with her smile. "Oh great…She is probably going nuts right now. I'll call her back." Korra groans. Senna has never really been someone to worry deeply for Korra, but Korra knows her mother is probably just sitting by the phone waiting for it to ring.
Korra gets up from the chair and leaves Tenzin's office. She strides outside and up to the cliffs. She breathes in the salty air as she looks over the sparkling blue waters. She licks her lips and pulls the cell phone from her cardigan pocket. She dials the number and holds it to her ear
It tones twice before Senna's voice picks up. "Hello?" Korra hears Senna ask.
Korra's voice hitches. It's been a few days since she has heard her mother's voice, and she can admit she misses her. "Mom?" She chokes out holding back tears. Korra runs a hand through her loose hair.
"Korra? Oh! Korra, is that you?" Senna cries from the other line.
Korra chuckles. "Yeah mom, it's me." Korra says letting a tear fall from her lashes.
Korra hears Senna gasp. "Spirits! Korra! Are you okay?"
"Yeah mom. I'm fine." Korra lies. She holds back a sob.
"Korra, I'm so sorry this happened to you… I know this must be hard." Senna says, he voice soft and sincere.
"It's okay. Is Naga okay?" Korra asks changing the subject.
"As far as I know she is fine. The time I heard she is in the compound still." Senna explains
Figures. Korra shakes her head. "How is dad?"
"Your father is the same as me-worried." Senna explains her voice cracking.
"I'm fine mom. You don't need to worry." Korra lies. She is everything but fine.
"Then why are you crying?" Senna asks. Oh you're good.
"Because…" She sighsThis is all so messed up!" Korra blurts massaging a temple.
Senna sighs. "I know baby. But it will get better. The war will eventually end." Senna comforts.
How can you be so calm? "Thanks mom. I have to go… I have homework and Training with Tenzin." Korra sighs. She sags her shoulders and wipes the tears her face.
"Okay baby. We love you. Make sure you thank Tenzin, and Pema for everything. You better check in every now and then." Senna requests sighing into the phone.
"Ok mom. Love you too." Korra whispers than shuts the phone. Korra drops her phone to the soil beside her and draws her knees to her chin. She lets the tears flow.
He isn't sure what is more irritating. The girl he met today or the fact that the Fire Ferrets may no longer a complete team because of Hasook. For Mako this means that they must forfeit out of the competition if Hassok decides to quit. The option is highly plausible. He has worked so hard to get where he is and now it all lies on a line.
Blazing waves of fire pulsate from Mako's fist and heads straight for Bolin who blocks it by shielding himself with a light green disk of earth. Mako side steps it and kicks his leg out, unleashing another wave of flame from the heel of his foot. Bolin is narrowly hit but ducks out and sends another disk at Mako. Mako doesn't see the disk and hits him square in the gut. He is knocked back several feet and hits the floor, all the air stored in his lungs rushes out. He clutches his heaving stomach as he groans in pain.
"Mako!" Bolin exclaims rushing to his brothers side. Bolin helps Mako to his feet. "Are you okay? I very obviously sent that earth disk in your direction and you didn't even see it! That's not like you bro." Bolin says with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm just tired." Mako says as he walks over to a table in the corner of the gym. He takes a swig from his water. He has been in this gym for the past three hours, and finally fatigue was hitting him, but there are other things on his mind as well.
"Well go to bed!" Bolin suggests pulling off his arm guards.
"I have homework. Besides it's only six." Mako rolls his eyes thinking about the stack of homework awaiting him upstairs on his desk.
"Go work on your homework Mako. You are already behind. Besides I doubt Hasook is going to show up anyway." Bolin says a little disappointed. Mako shakes his head.
"Yeah, figures…" Mako grumbles hatefully. "Goodnight Bolin." Mako leaves the gym with his duffle dragging behind him.
"Night bro," With Bolin alone in the gym he continues flinging Earth disks into the nets. He can't get his mind off the girl he met today.
Yuke.
The most down to earth girl that he has ever laid eyes on. She's beautiful with sparkling aqua eyes, and defined features, and her personality is near flawless. Not to mention she looks a lot like the Avatar. He has this need to get to know her more, and to be her friend. She is incredibly sweet, and perky. Something every guy needs in their life's. Bolin is looking forward showing her around the city. Saturday couldn't come soon enough.
"Hey there Bolin." A voice says from behind him. Bolin spins around to see Hasook standing a few feet away with a slick smile and his backpack hanging off his shoulder.
"Oh, uh hey Hasook." Bolin answers then further examines Hasook's white tee and light blue jeans.. "Why aren't you dressed? Practice started several hours ago."
Hasook rolls his eyes. "Hey look, I'm only here to talk to Mako. So where is he?" Hasook demands.
"He is upstairs working on homework. What do you need?" Bolin asks folding his arms over his chest.
Hasook scoffs angrily. "So I get reprimanded for not showing up, but it's okay for Mako to not show up?" Hasook asks irritably.
"Mako did show up! He has been here for the last three hours! He just left! But you haven't been showing up for the last few days! What's your problem Hasook?" Bolin questions coming to his brother's defense.
"Whatever Bolin. Just the next time you see your ass of a brother, tell him I quit! For good!" Hasook hisses before stomping from the room.
Bolin's jaw fall agape. Did he just leave-Did he just leave the team? Mako is not going to be happy with me. "Hasook, wait!" Bolin calls after, but Hasook is already gone, and so are there chances at the season of pro-bending.
Korra found it hard to lift herself out of bed. The sheets were warm and cozy against her skin, and her head was positioned on the stiff hard pillow just right. She has no desire to wake up or ever move. Korra snuggles closer to her pillow, her homework and textbooks lying beside her on the mattress. She was up to her neck in her homework last night she actually fell asleep, using one of her textbooks as a pillow and a yellow wooden pencil caught in her loose fist.
Korra is stirs as three kids come barreling in the door like rabid monkeys that lunge for Korra who simply brings the sheet up closer to her chin and yawns. The kids jump on top of her. Korra grunts at the impact. Her empty stomach heaves. "Wake up Korra! Daddy says you have school in an hour!" Ikki yells poking at Korra's cheek.
Korra groans and tries to roll over. "Go away!" She says groggily.
"Well, we tried." Jinora says slipping herself off the bed with a sigh.
"No! We haven't tried everything!" Little Meelo protests and Ikki shrugs.
Meelo climbs on top of Korra's chest and sticks a little finger in his mouth, licking it until it is wet with sticky saliva. He pulls the finger from his mouth and shoves his finger in Korra's ear.
Korra's eyes snap open as she feels a wet finger in her ear. She jolts up with a scream. The kids bolt from the room as Korra growls angrily trying to dry her ear with the sheets. "Meelo!" She seethes. Korra rips the sheets from her body and catapults off the bed running after the children who scatter out into the court yard and hide.
"Come out and I might just spare you!" Korra threatens. She hears giggling from the nearby bushes. With a sly smile she silently creeps over and yanks the bushes branches open to be blasted with a strong gush of air that sends Korra to her butt.
The children laugh and quickly run away from the angry Avatar before something awful can happen to them.
"You better run!" Korra yells after them jumping to her feet. She dusts herself off and runs her hand through her now tangled windblown hair.
"What's going on out here?" Tenzin demands emerging out of one of the Temple buildings an aggravated look on his face.
"Your children! Or should I say little devils." Korra scoffs pulling out a knot from her waves.
"My 'devils' were just waking you up. You're going to be late."
"Your devils gave me a Wet Willie! And I don't want to go to school." She agrugues sticking her knuckle in her damp ear.
"You're going to school, Korra. Now go get dressed." Tenzin says pointing to the bathroom.
Korra huffs. "Fine."
~.~.~.~.~.~
Standing outside the massive building once more Korra looks up at the sign. Welcome back Yuke. Korra this time instead of being shoved, is the shover. She peels through the crowd easily and makes it inside the building.
She looks around for a familiar face. No one she knows is in sight and once again she feels out of place. She sighs, shaking her head, and readjusts her backpack. She weaves through her peers and skips up three flights of stairs and scampers down another hallway into her first period.
Her morning classes skim by quickly. She can admit the second day isn't as bad. People started talking to her; friendly introducing themselves to the cerulean eyed girl. She felt so warm and welcome. Maybe school isn't so bad. Korra thinks that is until her teachers dropped more homework on her desk.
How do people do this? Korra groans putting her face into her hands.
Korra was more than relived when the sound of the lunch bell rang in her ears. She quickly gathers her belongings and scatters out of the class room. When she reaches the cafeteria she searches for Bolin who is sitting at the same table as yesterday with his back turned towards her. Asami and Mako sitting with them.
As Korra approaches them she sees something is bothering them. She takes a seat next to Bolin. "Hey guys. Is everything all right?" Korra asks.
Bolin smiles small at Korra. "Oh, hey Yuke, no everything isn't all right." Bolin mopes.
Korra turns her gaze to Mako who is glaring down at his lap. "What happened?" Korra asks with her eyebrows pulled down. She puts a hand on Bolin's clothed shoulder.
Bolin sulks. "We have to forfeit the pro-bending season…Unless we find a replacement by the end of the week."
"Oh man. I'm so sorry." Korra says patting Bolin's shoulder in comfort. Korra had thought about helping the boys by admitting she was a waterbender but she can't risk it. Her life is on the line and reckless risks can't be on the agenda.
"Don't act like you care!" Mako snaps glaring up at Korra.
Korra shakes her head. "I do care!" She argues glaring right back into those hard amber eyes.
"Whatever…" He mutters dropping his gaze back down to his lap.
"So, anyways…" Asami trails then smiles at Korra. "How are you today, Yuke?" She asks trying to ease the tension.
"Fine thanks, you?"
"Good thank you." Asami replies with a sweet smile. She looks almost as good as she did yesterday but today her makeup is a little lighter and she wears a loose red blouse, a pair of faded skinny jeans, and black stilettos. Korra suddenly feels a little self-conscious in her white hoodie and jeans. "So how are you liking Republic City High?" Asami asks.
"Oh, it's fine I guess." People could be a little more welcoming. Korra thinks quickly glaring at Mako before dropping her gaze.
"I heard Bolin is going to be showing you around the city. Are you excited?" Asami asks desperately trying to start a conversation.
Korra perks up. "Yeah very excited! This place is so big! It is nothing like back home!" She smiles.
"I thought you're from Ba Sing Se? Isn't that a big city as well?" Mako asks with a confused glare.
Korra mentally slaps herself and scrambles to come up with a lie. "I-uh…I mean this place is bigger than Ba Sing Se…" Korra mumbles.
"Right…" Mako grouses doubtfully.
Asami sighs. "Anyway… You will love it! There is a lot to do here. But make sure you stop by Future Industries and say hi to my dad." Asami winks.
Korra raises an eyebrow. "Your dad?"
Asami giggles. "Yup. He owns Future Industries. I don't mean to brag."
Korra's jaw falls open. "Your dad-your dad is Hiroshi Sato?"
"The one and only."
"Wow! That's amazing! I have seen his cars in Magazines! There amazing! Your dad is incredible!" Korra exclaims.
Asami chuckles warmly. "Thanks."
"No problem!" Korra replies with a large smile. In a way she felt like she was in the presence of royalty. Jerkbender is dating an heiress? Poor Asami! Korra turns to Bolin who is still sulking. "Hey cheer up Bo." Korra smiles nudging Bolin with her elbow. "I will help you guys find another waterbender. It can't be that hard right?"
Bolin smiles back and stop hunches his shoulders. " No, it can't be that hard!" Bolin replies with green eyes bright.
"We just need to look around. I'm sure there is someone willing to be on your team." Korra chirps.
"I wouldn't be so sure Yuke. Mako has a reputation for being a jerk. No offence bro." Bolin explains.
"None taken."
"Yeah, but I'm sure somebody can handle hot head over here." Korra grumbles.
"I'm not a hothead!" Mako protests with a scowl.
Korra puts her hands up in defense. "Whatever you say…" Korra sings with a grin.
Mako narrows his eyes further. Asami squeezes his hand underneath the table and captures his gaze; her jade eyes telling him to let it go. Mako sighs and squeezes her hand back with a warm smile.
"So any new news on Avatar Korra, Bolin?" Asami asks playing with a golden locket around her neck with her long fingers.
Boiln purses his lips and Korra goes stiff beside him. "Actually yes, they identified the blood they found in Avatar Korra's room…"Bolin explains sadly.
Korra bites down hard on her cheek. "And?" Mako asks intrigued. He found it sad that the Avatar disappeared and was hoping she was ok.
"It came back a match." Bolin breathes sadly.
Korra feels her heart stop. Her face pales. What…? Suddenly it gets hard to breathe.
"Oh man. I hope wherever she is she is okay." Mako says in a sincere tone.
Korra slowly glances up at Mako who has sadness in his eyes. He cares about me? No! He cares about Avatar Korra's safety. Not Yuke…
"I doubt she is okay. The Avatar is probably in one of the earth nations wailing as a new baby infant." Asami sighs gloomily.
Korra refrained from screaming out. No, I'm fine! I'M RIGHT HERE!
"You alright Yuke? You look a little pale." Bolin asks turning on the bench to look at Korra.
Korra jerks up and smiles. "Y-yeah I'm fine." She stumbles over her words. "I uhh…I have to go. I need to uh…Go talk to a teacher." Korra snatches up her backpack and quickly walks from the cafeteria with her heart hastening in her chest. She flees to the nearest bathroom, looks in the stalls to make sure it's empty, and pulls her phone from her pant pocket.
She scrolls until she finds her desired number and presses send. "Council Men Tenzin." Tenzin says calmly with poise.
"Tenzin?" Korra asks, her voice in a quiet rasp.
"Korra, is that you? Is everything all right?"
"Have you seen the news?" She asks ignoring Tenzin's other questions.
"Korra I know you're upset but this is part of the plan." Tenzin explains.
Korra explodes. "Do you know how hard it is to keep this charade up? People think I'm dead, Tenzin! And I'm forced to sit back and pretend to be someone I'm not!" Korra snaps back. She tightens her hand round the phone.
"Korra I understand this is hard for you, but you need to calm down. It will all be ok."
"Nothing about this is ok!" Korra slams the phone shut and collapses against the counter. She looks up into the mirror.
Her long hair is down and hangs in long chocolate waves that frame her face which throws off her appearance. Her large blue eyes look tired and worn. In fact all of her features look tired. Sure she has only been here a few days, but stress was keeping her up at night. (That and homework). Korra raises her fist at her reflection, but refrains from punching the glass.
She gathers her hair in her hands, letting the front hair stay. She pulls it back in her fist to the top of her head. Suddenly she looks familiar. "Ahhh…There you are Korra." She whispers.
The bathroom door flies open and a group of girls file in. Korra quickly drops her hair before they can see and bolts from the bathroom.
"Mako, can I talk to you?" Asami asks pulling Mako aside to an empty dead-end bank of lockers.
"Er…Sure…?" He says questionably. He evaluates Asami's expression. She doesn't look upset, just annoyed.
Asami inhales. "Alright, what is your deal with Yuke?" She asks perching her hands on her hips.
Mako arcs an eyebrow. "What about her?" He asks. She really is the last person he wants to talk about, but he is just grateful it isn't about something else.
Asami frowns. "You know what I'm talking about Mako. Why are you being so rude to her? She just moved here. She must be going through a hard time."
Mako groans. "We know nothing of her Asami." Mako argues softly.
"That may be so but I can read people easily. She isn't happy here. And you being a jerk to her isn't helping." Asami protests.
"I'm sorry ok? I'm just stressed." Apologizing not looking to fight with his girlfriend over Yuke.
"Don't apologize to me. But try to be nicer ok?" Asami asks with a sweet like candy smile.
Mako pouts. "Please…For me?" She begs seductively. She draws up closely, her lips millimeters from Mako's. She teases his with a crooked grin.
Mako rolls his eyes, not finding her teasing fair. "Fine!" He gives in.
"Thank you Mako!" She presses her lips to his quickly before darting off to class.
The last class of the day came around a little too fast for Korra's liking. As soon as she walks in the door her eyes fall on Mako, the sun bathing the room in a iridescent light. The red scarf draped around his neck seems brighter, but his tawny eyes seem tired. She huffs as she takes a seat next to his rigid figure. As soon as the bell sounds the teacher begins the lesson. Korra this time around, decides to pay attention.
The conversation he had with Asami echoes in his head. Try to be nicer ok? Please…For me? Asami's voice asks sweetly in his mind. He melts. Only for you Asami.
Fifteen minutes later the lesson is taught, finished and the students are assigned an assignment to work on by themselves.
Korra works silently on her assignment, tuning out the noise that fills the class. Mako on the other hand is thinking about how he could possibly be nice to someone who has already driven him crazy in the first two days he met her. Not much you can say. He drops his pencil in his textbook.
"Hi." He chokes out quickly. Korra continues to work on her assignment as if she didn't hear him.
He tries again. Mako clears his throat. "Hey, Yuke."
Korra stiffens. She slowly looks up at Mako. "Are you talking to me?" She asks confused with her thumb pointed to her chest.
"Uh…Yeah you're Yuke right?" He asks with a glare.
Nope, Korra. "Er..Yes…" Korra replies raising her eyebrows.
Be nice. "So…How are you?" He asks squeakily.
Korra slams her pencil down. "How much?"
"Pardon?"
"How much is your bet worth and who are you betting with?" Korra asks accusingly.
Mako flinches. "What? I'm not betting anyone!" Mako objects .
Korra narrows her eyes. "Then why are you being nice to me?" She demands.
"Because that is what I'm trying to do! Be nice!" Mako explains offended.
"Why?" She seethes glaring into those molten fiery eyes.
"Why not? There is no bet, and no one is paying me! I'm trying to be nice ok?" Mako explains slightly softening his expression.
"Oh…Uh..ok." Korra stammers than awkwardly picks up her pencil and stares down at her textbook pretending to read it.
"So how are you?" Mako asks once more hoping for an answer.
"Fine." She answers simply.
Mako mentally groans. What is with this girl? "Look Yuke, I know we had a rough start-" Mako starts but Korra cuts him off.
"Can we just start over?" Korra asks.
Mako grins. "Sure."
Korra straightens up and turns in her seat to face Mako. Oh my! He is handsome! Korra extends her hand. Hi, I'm Korra. "Hi, I'm Yuke Shen of Ba Sing Se."
Mako takes her hand, and as soon as their skin makes contact, a bolt of electricity shoots through his arm to his chest, making him feel warm. (A/N:I know I'm cliché ;D) Mako snatches his hand away and looks up at her with wide eyes. Did she feel that too? "M-Mako of Republic City." He chokes out.
Korra smiles small. "Nice to meet you Mako."
"Likewise."
Korra couldn't help but feel confused from Mako's sudden outburst of kindness, but at the same time she is relieved that he is trying not to be a first class jerkbender. They don't talk anymore but instead they continue to work on their assignments until the end bell rings.
See that wasn't so hard. Asami's voice pipes in Mako's head. He rolls his eyes.
So the Fire Ferrets are no more, Korra is a wreck, and people really are starting to believe Korra is dead. I bet you are all dying to know what happens next. Only one person knows... I will NO LONGER be asking for designated amount of reviews before updating. But reviews make me a happy person, and inspire me further. ;) I appreciate all of the suggestions for my story and I have taken them to heart. I have already planned my story and plot out but if I can, I will try to incorporated your ideas if you left me any. :) Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it.
Next chapter will be the tour of the city, and something else that will be pretty jaw dropping.
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