Just gonna say, prepare for the next couple of chapters.
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"And then Kuvira chased him down for three miles." Korra laughed.
"What did she do when she caught him?" Asami asked.
"Well, let's just say that he couldn't sit right for a while." Korra said.
"Ouch." Asami said, faking a wince and laughing.
"I know, right?" Korra said.
Asami giggled and scratched Naga behind her ear. They were seated outside in Asami's backyard and Naga had placed her head in Asami's lap.
"You sound like you had a fun childhood." Asami said.
She didn't notice Korra's hesitation. "Yeah, I guess." She looked towards the sky and sighed. "What about you?"
"Huh?" Asami said.
Kora chuckled and looked down at her. "What about your childhood? How was it?"
Asami's eyes widened and she bit her lip for a second. "Well, it was alright. I, um, lost my father when I was two years old."
"I'm so sorry." Korra said, regretting the question.
"No, it's fine." Asami smiled sadly. "I still have my mom and she's the best mother I could ask for. When I was old enough to understand, she used to tell me stories about my dad. How he was nothing but a shoe shiner when he came up with the idea for the Satomobile. He lived long enough to see his success take off before he died."
"So, what happened to the industry if you were two years old?" Korra said.
"A family friend took over until I became sixteen." Asami replied. "I was still kind of too young to take over, but I wanted to do it as soon as possible. Not that Varrick was doing a bad job, just that... Well..."
"You wanted to continue your father's legacy yourself." Korra guessed.
Asami looked at Korra, seeing her solemn expression. "Yeah, exactly."
Korra broke gaze with Asami and looked at her hand, feeling the heat rising from her palm. "I know how it feels to continue a legacy. It's hard."
"And very pressuring." Asami added. She bit the inside of her cheek. "But it got better after that. When I was six I met Opal, Bolin and Mako. They became my best friends."
"That's amazing." Korra said, seeming to return to her normal upbeat self. "Kuvira was orphaned by her parents, so my mom and dad basically adopted her."
"I can tell you guys are really close." Asami said. "Just by the stories you've told me."
"Yep. She's like my sister." Korra said.
Asami grinned, ready to say something, when she heard the low rumbling of a car engine and saw headlights stretch across the driveway. Naga's tail began to wag and she picked her head up. Asami started to inwardly panic.
Shit, mom's home! she thought.
Her mother's green satomobile came into view, pulling up beside the house, and the lights shut off. Asami gently eased Naga's head off her lap and jumped down from the railing she was sitting on. Her heart beat erratically in her chest, getting worse when she heard the car door open. Korra flinched and made an awkward sound, something between a growl and a whimper. She tensed when she picked up the scent carrying on the breeze.
The car door shut and Yasuko came around the corner. Asami speed-walked up to her, a nervous smile greeting her lips.
"Hey, mom." she said. "How was work?"
"Just fine, dear." Yasuko replied. She picked her head up after taking her keys from her purse and saw Korra almost right off the bat. "Hello."
"Hi." Korra said. She forced a smile with her strained voice.
"Sweetie, who's your friend?" Yasuko asked.
"Mom, this is Korra." Asami introduced. "Korra, mom."
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Sato." Korra said with a respectful bow.
Yasuko chuckled, amused by Korra's formality. "Yasuko will do just fine, dear. Likewise." She headed up the stairs to the backdoor, giving Naga a smile and saying to Asami when she followed behind, "Did you meet her at school?"
"Yes." Asami said.
"And she's an alpha?" Yasuko said.
Asami swallowed. "Y-yes."
Her mother stayed silent for a few seconds, glancing between Asami and Korra. Finally, after another agonizing second, she said, "I approve."
Asami's face turned crimson and Yasuko smiled, going inside. "Don't stay up too late!"
The embarrassed omega turned to Korra, her cheeks still bright red. Korra gave a lopsided grin when Asami approached her.
"Now I know where you get your looks from." she complemented.
"Oh, hush." Asami mumbled and shoved her playfully.
Korra laughed. "I think she's right, though. It is getting kind of late. How long were we out here?"
"A while." Asami said. "Time passes when you're having fun."
"Yeah." Korra agreed. "Walk me to the front?"
"Of course."
And Asami did, walking beside Korra as the alpha held onto Naga's reins and led her to the front gate. Korra looked at Asami just as they reached it. "How do you think we did?"
"Very well, actually." Asami said. "Did it bother you?"
"I think the extra precautions did just enough." Korra reassured her. She climbed up onto Naga's back. "See you Monday?"
"You can bet on it." Asami said.
"I'll have to hold you to that, Sato." Korra joked.
"You do that, Korra." Asami said.
Korra grinned and snapped Naga's reins to urge her forward. Asami watched as the polar bear dog loped up the street and disappeared around a corner.
~Sunday morning~
"Thanks for fixing up my car, Asami." Mako sato's as he, Bolin and Opal walked into the garage.
"No problem, Mako." Asami replied as she shut the hood. "Now you know not to take it drag racing, right?"
"Yeah, yeah." Mako said.
"Mom already told him off about it." Bolin said, crossing his arms. "Dad just asked him if he won."
"Did you?" Opal said, curious herself.
"Hell yeah, I won." Mako said proudly. "With a bit of firebending."
"Cheater." Asami said. She laughed when he rolled his eyes.
"They were being assholes. I don't care." Mako said. "Anyway, we came by to see if you were up for some fun?"
"Depends on your idea of fun." Asami said with a raised eyebrow.
"He and Bo wanna go to the shooting range." Opal informed. "And since you know how to handle a gun, we wanted to bring you along."
"Yeah, sure, let me just ah...ah-achoo!" Asami sneezed harshly. "Damn it..."
"What the hell was that?" Mako said.
"I sneezed, smart one." Asami said.
"Didn't sound like a regular sneeze." Opal said. She stepped forward and placed a hand on Asami's forehead. "I think your getting kind of warm."
"Please, Ope, I'm fine." Asami eased her hand away and sniffed. "It's just really dusty in here."
Mako, Opal and Bolin shared a glance in obvious doubt, but didn't speak on it.
"Alright, well, the shooting range waits for no one. Let's get going." Bolin said.
"Who's driving?" Opal said.
"I will." Mako said, heading to his car and opening the driver side door.
"After you just got it fixed?" Asami questioned.
"Relax, I won't over do it." Mako said. "Just get in."
~Monday~
So Opal was right. Asami was sick. Stuffy nose and aching muscles. She was lucky to not have a sore throat. Still, her mom had her stay home after checking her temperature. She made her some chicken soup just before leaving for work and asked the beta servants to keep watch over her until Asami recovered or until she came home. Which left Asami to suffer in near silence, her speakers actually playing her music low due to her sickness-induced headache.
She groaned tiredly and sat up in her bed, grabbing the box of tissues on her nightstand and blowing her nose hard. She was miserable. Her nose was raw from rubbing it so much, her head and muscles were complaining with each movement. Her soup had long gone cold but she didn't feel like asking one of her servants to get her another one.
What upset her the most, though, was being out of school after promising Korra she'd be there. If anything, the alpha probably felt upset. Definitely not lied to because Asami had a feeling that Korra knew she wouldn't lie to her, but upset nonetheless.
Asami laid back down on her bed and stared at her ceiling, mouthing along to The Heart Wants What It Wants. It was one of her favorite songs but she couldn't shake that idea that it was developing a deeper meaning than she'd like. Regardless, it wasn't like there was much else to do.
~time skip~
She ended up drifting off to sleep again, only waking up at the occasional sound of her door opening as someone checked on her well-being. She didn't move when she woke up, and they didn't come in far enough to see if she was. It wasn't until the fifth check up that someone did wake her. It was Kali.
"Lady Sato?" she said softly, knocking on the door.
"Yes, Kali?" Asami said. She turned over onto her back and sat up.
"There is someone here for you." Kali said.
Probably Opal. she thought automatically. "Who is it?"
"She has a strong alpha scent to her. She says her name is Korra." Kali said. "She wishes to see you."
Korra?! Now?! Asami started to panic. No, not now! I'm sick, I'm a mess! She can't see me like this!
"Lady Sato?" Kali said, bringing her back to Earth.
"Tell her I can't see her today." Asami said. "S-send her home."
"Right away." Kali said with a nod. She backed out of the doorway and shut the door.
Asami took a deep breath and pulled her knees to her chest, wincing at the pain in them. She looked at the clock. It was three fifteen. She literally slept through the school day and Korra had came right over to see her.
Why? Why now?
Not that she wasn't thankful for Korra caring, but there was no way in hell that she'd let Korra see her like this. She'd rather stand before Vaatu himself than let Korra see her.
It wasn't long before she heard footsteps coming to her door and it opened a second later, Kali poking her head in.
"My apologies, Lady Sato, but she's refusing to leave until she sees you." she said.
Vaatu, here I come.
Asami dropped her legs in defeat and sighed. She should've known nothing would move the alpha. "Okay, send her up."
"Are you sure?" Kali asked, hesitant.
"Yes." Asami said. "Just escort her here."
Kali nodded and disappeared again. The second she was gone, Asami leapt from the bed (of course, immediately regretting it afterward) and grabbed the spray on her dresser, drowning her room in it. It wouldn't do much, seeing as it was Asami's room, but it was still worth a shot.
She heard them approaching and sat back down on her bed, praying that Korra wouldn't look at her and turn right around. She really did look awful after a quick glance in the mirror. Red nose, flushed cheeks, messy hair. She almost scared herself.
Kali let Korra in and Asami watched Korra momentarily tense and swallow thickly before settling her gaze on the heiress. Her own throat was too dry to swallow properly. Korra's gaze was intense and Asami saw her visibly flinch towards the door.
After a long, agonizing moment, Korra smiled. "Man. You really do look as bad as Opal said."
The stillness in the room melted away when they erupted into laughter and Korra leaned against the wall.
"I'll have to talk to Opal about letting me speak for myself." Asami said when she was done laughing.
Korra shrugged. "I personally think she was exaggerating. I like you a lot better without the eyeshadow and lipstick."
Fucking smooth. Asami thought. Thankfully, her face was already red.
"Thank you." she said quietly.
"No problem." Korra said. "But how do you feel really?"
"Honestly?" Asami said heavily. "I feel like shit. My nose is stuffed, my whole body hurts, and I can't stand being awake."
Korra nodded, thinking briefly. "How bad do you hurt?"
"Like I just ran thirty miles straight and bench pressed two hundred pounds." Asami said, knowing that didn't make sense.
"I can help you, if you're comfortable with it." Korra said.
Woah there. "Uh-hum, how so?" Asami said cautiously.
"I'm a waterbender, learned how to heal from-" She paused as to choose her words carefully. "a friend of my family."
"What would healing do if I'm not injured?" Asami said.
"It wouldn't heal per say, it would just soothe your muscles." Korra said. "But it... Um... Involves physical contact..." She looked to the side. "And, uhm, you're heat is really strong in here..."
Oh my Raava, is she blushing? Asami thought, fighting a smile. But Korra had a point. There was no way that Asami was going to let Korra...well, touch her...in her room while she's like this.
"Well, er, there is the bathroom." Asami offered. She bit the corner of her lip. "It's cleaned often enough."
"Y-yeah, sure. That'll do." Korra said. "Why don't you, uh... Go in there and call me when you're ready?"
Asami nodded absently and stood from the bed, walking past Korra and into the hallway. She didn't notice Korra hold her breath. She walked into the bathroom and let out her own.
It'll be fine. Totally fine. she told herself. She's just going to make you feel better. Wait, bad choice of words!
She groaned and couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or sickness. Most likely a fair combination of both. It took everything in her to keep from hyperventilating. She grabbed the stool from beside the shower and sat down, unbuttoning the front of her purple satin pajama top. She let the material slide down from her shoulders and took it off, holding it over her chest to cover herself.
I'm going to die.
"O-okay!" she called and winced at the trembling in her voice.
She listened to Korra come into the bathroom behind her and the atmosphere shifted drastically. Korra turned on the water and bent it from the faucet. She covered her hands with it and it glowed blue.
She slowly pressed her hands against Asami's shoulder blades and the taller girl bit her lip, shuddering at the cold of it. The water felt as if it were seeping into her. She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees.
"Are you okay?" Korra asked. Her voice was stressed.
"Fine, much better." Asami managed.
"Good." Korra said, mostly to herself.
Asami sniffed hard and coughed, making Korra frown.
"Here." she said. She moved a hand away from Asami and moved it above her head in a small circle. Steam started to build in the bathroom and Asami's breathing lightened. "That should help."
"Thanks." Asami said.
Korra didn't say anything, returning to the task at hand. Her hands moved in careful, circular motions over Asami's skin, feeling for the tense and hardened tendons within. It was helping as much as Korra said it would. And it felt amazing.
Asami didn't register the small moan that slipped from her until Korra stopped moving. Her eyes opened and she looked behind her, up at Korra.
"I'm sorry, I-"
She didn't get to finish.
Because Korra's lips were upon hers at an instant.
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Gotta leave it there, pitches. Sorry, I just watched Pitch Perfect 2 before finishing this chapter. Love the movie! Anyway, we're definitely gonna get somewhere in the next chapter.
Also, I'm changing the length of time and course of my story. I'm changing where I want it to go, and I'll be taking an idea from one of my old stories I wrote for Sam & Cat.
Thanks for reading!