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Korra.
"Honestly? I didn't hear a single word you said." I looked in heavy amusement to my friend who was downright stuffing his mouth full of dumplings, fried rice and noodles. All at once. That cannot be healthy. "I was...distracted... by all of those things blending around in your wide open trap. My voice clearly held my intense awe at the sight before me. He can be even more famous if he made his own eating show.
Bolin pointed a fork (full of noddles) at me before taking a big gulp in order to choke some of that food down and I was almost certain that the majority of it wasn't even thoroughly chewed. Gross. "I was shaying that-" He took a quick drink of water. "Well, actually, I was asking how your date went the other night? You know, after your show down with that scary woman friend of yours that's hellbent on beating you at something?" He motioned with his hands all the while.
"Oh, you mean Kuvira?" I mimicked him for fun, but stopped and got serious. "She's like a really good friend of mine. Sister almost." My brow rose in question while Bolin gently slurped some more noodles into his mouth, mindful that I had wrinkled my nose in disapproval. Of course, I only said or did things once and if he didn't pick up on it, that was that. "Kuvira and I have something that probably makes no sense to anyone, but you were talking about Asami, right?" I asked when the waiter came by to refill my water and I again had to tell him I didn't want to order anything.
Kuvira and I had a relationship solely based on pushing each other our maximum potential. In a way, our ambitions and aspirations to be the best we could be, was spot on. Of course, she was a little more strict than I was because she'd gone to the military, but all the same, we had a competitive streak that we'd found out one of the first times we fought each other. (It happened a few years before the one at Ba Sing Se.) We had gone through a good amount of rounds until I emerged as the winner, but only because she'd hurt her wrist doing some sort of improvised power move that was more MMA than boxing, but the refs hadn't caught it. Either way, of course she wanted a rematch and I was only too happy to oblige after she'd practically cornered me and demanded it.
I won that one too, though I suspected it was because she was distracted by my smooth fighting style and since then, she set out to keep in touch with me, challenging me with whatever she saw fit. Only recently did she basically challenge and win something. Stupid volleyball.
"Yeah, Sato. Asami Sato." Bolin nodded eagerly, bringing me back to our conversation. "From what I've seen on Mako's research stuff in the living room, she's a total babe!"
That time, I reached out to playfully slap the side of his head. "Cut that out now, she's a lady. Not some piece of meat." I chided, though just the mention of her name caused a pleasant rush throughout my body and I had to fight off a dopey grin because of it.
"Right, right." He chuckled, finally finishing his enormous plate of food. "So, did you ask her to be your girl yet?" Patting his full stomach, he waited for me to answer with a smug grin. Speaking of dopey! I felt a blush creep up and settle on my face at his question.
"Wh- what?! My...girl? As in girlfriend?" I whispered the last part, making Bolin lean in as well.
He cupped the side of his mouth as if he were going to tell me a secret. "Well, yeah!" No whisper whatsoever in his voice made me flinch involuntarily and move away so he wouldn't damage my eardrum anymore than was necessary. "What's the matter Avatar? Are you afraid? Or are you one of those-" he feigned a falsetto voice while waving his hands around in front of him. "No way! I don't want to be tied down to anyone. I want to be free and feel the wind through my hair! Types?Or are you like: if you want me, you gotta put a ring on it!" He held up his ring finger in my face while I nearly busted a gut laughing at his ridiculous antics.
"You're crazy." I continued to chuckle. Though, instead of answering right away, I tried to hide behind my cup of water.
"Seriously, you shouldn't be afraid. I mean, what's the worst she can do?"
"Uh, say no maybe?" I shrugged, avoiding eye contact until another thought occurred to me. "You know what? I may be afraid..but what about you? I know you're in the same boat as I am with Opal. You haven't asked, because you're just as scared as I am." I tried to feebly defend myself.
"Well," Bolin cleared his throat and tugged at his shirt collar. "You're right, Korra." He muttered. "It is kinda scary. Opal's like the sweetest, cutest thing ever and I fear that I'm not what she's looking for."
"Same here!" I commented. "Asami is this awesomely, gorgeous, incredibly nice and fully capable daughter of one of the most wealthiest men in Republic City and here I am, just a simple boxer with a ton of side hobbies." I couldn't stop the pout from forming on my face at that. And I met her at a bar of all places.
Bolin was silent for a moment before he got up and sidled next to me, throwing his massive arm around my shoulders. "Would you look at us? Dishing out our girl problems, supporting each other." He playfully nuzzled into the side of my head. "I tell you what: I'll ask Opal tomorrow and you can ask Asami today."
"Aww you're so- wait- today?!" I spluttered. "Why today?"
"Because, my dear friend." Bolin squeezed me reassuringly. "You haven't eaten today- for some odd reason." He added under his breath.
"I'm training!" I interjected. "I have a Waterbending competition coming up remember? Ember Island?" I rubbed the side of his head teasingly while he digested that information.
"...Is that the same as the Banzai Pipeline?" He asked while moving my hand and scratching his head in thought. "Surfing is a whole other league for me."
"Yes- well, kind of?" I quickly searched my brain for a better explanation. "More like the Mavericks International Surf Contest."
"And this is what you do when you aren't K-O-ing another girl in the ring?" Bolin raised a brow like I'd never mentioned such activities before.
"Yup. Along with other things." I shrugged nonchalantly. "How long have we been friends, Bo? That stings a little." I threw my hands up before pointing to my heart. "Right...here."
"Weeeelll, yeah I remember." He shot a wide none-too-innocent grin at me. "I just wanted to see if you remembered. You know, 'cause you're all twitter-pated and whatnot." He drawled haphazardly.
"Oh whatever." I snorted, nudging his shoulder with mine and he chortled when I playfully poked his side. You are too.
"Just saying. Anyway, here's the plan, broham..." He leaned in once more. This time actually whispering in my ear and not yelling at me.
'Hey Pretty Lady. XD' I sent the message before I wigged out and sat gnawing on my nail as I waited for a replay. Crap, crap, crap! Was that too forward? I mean, our date went fabulous, but what if that- what if she- I dropped my phone when an unexpected message came in.
'Well, hi there Bright Eyes. I was just thinking about you. :)'
My throat instantly dried like the desert after I picked my phone back up and read the text. She was thinking about me? What does that mean? I shook my head and tried to control the way my heart was beginning to pound uncontrollably in my chest. Okay, Korra. Get your head out of the clouds. Just do it, just ask her to lunch and we'll take it from there! As I mentally pumped myself up, I hadn't realized what I was already typing until it was too late.
'You wanna know what's beautiful? Read the first word again.' My jaw dropped. No. Oh...no, no, no, no, no! Korra you moron! The grip on my phone grew slack, but snapped right back to attention as I frantically wrote a different message. 'I mwan- that wasn't wha I menat to say1! I actuslly wanned to ask uou to lucj!' I face-palmed so hard after I sent that. That's it! I'm done for. A whimper to my left made me look down through my fingers into big chocolate colored eyes. "What are you looking at?" I muttered, only to get a tilted head as a reply. Until another Bing! drew my eyes back to my phone.
'You're so sweet! But would you mind translating that? I'm afraid I don't speak Adorable too often.'
Wow, she's good. My face was flushed a deep red and I felt like the world's biggest spaz for the next few minutes as I only wrote what I thought I could without making more of a fool of myself. 'Umm...are you hungry?' I eventually settled for after rewriting the message a third time.
'Yes. Yes I am. Where are you?' Came her instant reply. I gulped nervously as I wondered what kind of reaction I'd get from the dark haired beauty when I told her I was already outside. Creeper Status? Think I'm there.
'Here. Outside. The same hotel you mentioned you were staying at. There.' I leaned forward so I could put most of my weight on my knees in slight defeat. I wasn't even sure of what she liked to eat, seeing as I only took her out once. (She'd ordered some sort of fish meal, but I was too busy looking at her and not paying much attention to our food.) And I bring her a burrito from Macao's. Okay, Avatar! Enough moping before you run yourself into the dirt. You can give yourself some credit sometimes. I let out a huge undecided sigh and just about poked the the ear of my little tag along when I noticed a pair of heels out of the corner of my eye.
Said eyes began a slow trek upwards over black nylons, up to a black pencil skirt that outlined marvelous hips, and further up to a tucked in deep red blouse that was unbuttoned to the third button. My breath caught when my eyes glazed over the sliver of skin of her cleavage which was partially covered by black tresses, to her full painted lips and I was afraid I'd actually faint when I finally made eye-contact with the woman of my dreams. Emerald clashed with azure and I bolted upright out of my seat.
"H-hi!" I all but shouted, wincing when I realized it. Easy does it, you oaf.
"Hi, back." Asami's voice gently smoothed around me, making me nervously happy with a dash of terrified giddiness. How all of that fit into one emotion was out of my thinking process so I tried to fight it off by scratching the back of my head awkwardly. "So," she tilted her head innocently. "What's on the menu?"
"Me-n-U." I couldn't help but chuckle, finally feeling a little better now that she was here. I relaxed further when she rolled her eyes and threatened to hit my arm and I gestured to the bench I was just sitting at. "I mean," I coughed and plopped next to her while digging through the bag that held our food. "Burritos? I-I wasn't sure what you liked to eat and since I was already downtown with Bolin, I figured I...well, Bolin gave me the idea to bring lunch to you- not that I wasn't thinking about you because I always am and I'm going to shut up now." I smiled sheepishly and held her burrito out to her. Wow...you have such a way with words, Korra.
Asami took the proffered wrap, but not before surprising me by pressing a gentle kiss to my cheek. "Did I already say you were adorable, Korra?" She whispered into my ear, making an almost violent wave of chills run down my spine. A blush fell on my cheeks and I couldn't help but stiffen up, which only served to make her giggle cutely. What is she doing to me? "I suppose we can add sweet too, seeing as no one has done this for me before." She added quietly.
That statement made me look at her. That raw emotion was in her pretty green orbs, but beyond that, I could see the gratefulness, the sincerity, and the small hint of joy hidden within those depths. Just that alone made all of my insecurities fade away like mist and I couldn't stop myself from leaning forward. I had no intended destination, no desire to speed things up, just a soft urge to place my lips on her smooth skin.
I kissed her nose.
My heart was in my throat and my limbs suddenly felt weak as I slowly pulled back. Our eyes met again and I could see the first signs of a blush appear on her creamy cheeks. We both let out light chuckles and I nervously tucked my hair behind my ear, knowing I still had a blush on my own face. "I-" I started and then paused, unsure of where to go from there, unsure if it was the right time to break the silence, just unsure about everything at the moment.
"Thank you, Korra." Asami cleared her throat first and was about to unwrap her food when I suddenly felt a burst of confidence. The little smile that was set on her full lips, faltered as I put my hand over hers.
Do you wanna go out with me? "I-I havesomethingelseforyou." I stammered and immediately, inwardly smacked my forehead. Calm down. I thought before taking a few deep breaths, never loosening my hold on her hand. "I mean, I got something else for you- sweet Aang, you make me so nervous." I chuckled again and looked away in slight embarrassment.
"You don't have to be nervous around me." Asami soothed and made me jump slightly when she turned her hand over and twined our fingers. "Okay?"
"Right," I nodded, but instead of looking into those beckoning eyes, my gaze drifted to our interlaced fingers. Our skin tones...There was just something very erotic about my tan skin and her nice creamy fingers. They were quite the contrast and I was only too happy to rub my thumb over her knuckles. Possibly to remind myself that this was true, these feelings were real and that this pretty lady was comforting me. And that I was being comforted by her too.
As much as I wanted to keep doing what I was doing, a movement by my foot broke me out of my daze and I cleared my throat once more. Reluctantly letting go of her hand, I bent over to pick the furry animal out of the other bag I was carrying. "Are you allergic to dogs, Pretty Lady?" I asked, having regained some of my earlier confidence.
"No? Well, I'm not sure because I've never had one before." Asami contemplated. Ah. A lot of firsts for her today I see.
"Well now. I can't say I'm surprised- not that I'm implying that you either can't handle one or hate them, but- well, I was heading over here when I got our burritos and then there was this big ole commotion which caught my attention. Anyway, once I got closer, I just had to get one, but I figured- you know- that I'd get you... one?" I couldn't stop the lopsided grin from forming across my face when I held the all white pup out to her. Of course I'd stumbled through it all and would be surprised if she caught any of it, but the way her eyes grew into saucers and from the high-pitched squeal she let out, I felt pretty proud of myself for sometimes being able to think on my feet.
"Korra..." Asami breathed as she reached out to pet the small head of the puppy. "You...got her... for me?" The puppy immediately began to lick her fingers and I had to adjust my hold on her so she wouldn't try to squirm out of my lap. By then, Asami was cupping the pup's face, using her thumbs to run over the pointed ears. She was a white German Shepard, just old enough to eat and I had fallen in love with her right away. I wanted her, yes, but I also had a very good feeling about giving her to Asami. Whether the dark haired vixen and I progressed, or didn't, I figured we could still be friends and bond over the little fuzzbucket. It may have been wishful thinking, but a girl can dream can't she?
"Yeah, I know it was a little unexpected- random, but I just thought I'd-" I sighed again, deciding to just come out with it. "I like you, Asami. I like talking to you, texting you- I just like you." I nibbled on my lip for a second until I felt the puppy lick my chin as if she were encouraging me as well. "I guess what I'm trying to say is-" words momentarily failed me again as I tried to look at her. I couldn't.
"Yes?" Asami urged after a short pause. My entire body began to pulsate as my heart reached a dangerous beating level. It's now or never!
I took one last breath, lifted my head up until I saw the different kinds of emotions swirling around in those green orbs of hers and I added some strength to my voice so I'd be heard over the noises of the streets. Possibly the world.
"Asami Sato. Will you be my girlfriend?"
A/N: Thanks for reading! And I bet there was more to say...but I'm drawing a blank...oh well, hope you licked- liked it *ahem* Tootles~