LAST CHAPTER! Don't worry; I have another chapter story in my mind after this one :)
And uh again, this is T because of talks of "virginities" and sex and such and such.
"Hm…" Mako mumbled to himself as he carefully observed a beautiful gleaming blue betrothal necklace from a local jewelry shop. He held his chin down with his hand as he looked at it thoughtfully.
He didn't notice as an elderly woman with a cane walk up to his side as she, too, observed the necklace.
"For a special someone, I am guessing?" She asked with a scratchy voice. She gripped her cane a bit harder to ensure it wouldn't come loose.
Mako blushed a bit and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "Y-eah…"
He noticed wrinkles formed across her forehead and cheeks as she smiled. "May I ask who? Many people I know from around the block come here, so I might know the gal." The elderly responded, loosening her grip from her cane calmly.
"Uhm…Korra. Avatar Korra…" Mako said, feeling a bit uneasy.
"Who-My spirits! Jared!" The woman yelled, now clutching her wooden cane as she called from someone back in the shop.
"Kary, I was working with some customers-"The also elderly man complained, joining the woman's side.
"Who cares? It's the avatar's fiancé!" She whispered in a sort of yell that Mako could hear. The elderly man began to smile with wrinkles forming in similar places as it had for the other elder.
"He-llo…" The elder man spoke nervously, in which Mako responded with a "hey" awkwardly.
Mako paid attention to the elder woman's eyes as she looked up and down at him. Was an elder checking him out…or?
"She has good taste…" He heard the woman whisper as she nudged what he assumed to be her husband. "You're a handsome boy, you are!" She said, speaking directly to him this time. She put off a wrinkly smile, and he just thanked her.
"Now uhm…where was it?" The elder woman mumbled to herself, looking around anxiously. She clasped her cane once again and waddled into the shop. In a minute or two, she was back with a very gorgeously laced box and she handed it out to him with her free hand.
"What's…this?" Mako asked, looking at the box and then the woman. 'Stupid question' Mako thought. It was obviously…
"The betrothal necklace you laid your eyes on. You do want it, yes?" The elder woman asked nervously.
"Oh, oh of course!" Mako said, smiling back. He pulled out some yuans, counting to himself. "Should be uhm…how much?"
The elder laughed to herself. "Oh it's on the house, boy! A man who can obtain the avatar shouldn't have to pay another yuan!"
Mako looked at the box as he held it in both hands. As said before, it was beautifully wrapped in dark lace. He opened it, and of course in it there was the blue necklace with the water tribe symbol engraved on it.
"Thank you…are you uh, sure you don't want money, though?" Mako asked, not feeling right to take something for free.
"Ah, stubborn aren't you?" The elderly man asked. "It's all yours, boy!"
And then Mako left the shop, smiling brightly. He ran to several food stands, collecting all types of fruits and spices, ready to cook a meal of his life. As he arrived to his apartment, he started the stove up with his firebending and threw some spices here and there, making it just right. As he smelt the cooking noodles, he heard his front door bust open with a big BANG.
Mako turned around quickly to see Korra's father, Tonraq. He looked at him nervously. His tight jaws and furrowed brows assured him that he was not happy.
"S-ir?" Mako asked nervously. He looked up at Tonraq as he stormed up to him with loud steps.
"Don't you "sir" me!" Tonraq yelled angrily, and Mako heard his nearby neighbors saying something like, "Keep it down!"
"And first of all boy, my daughter is cultured! Y'know what that means?!" Tonraq yelled even louder.
"Wh-at…does that mean?' Mako questioned anxiously.
"It means, she's supposed to wait AFTER marriage!" Tonraq roared.
Mako looked around his apartment, hoping for Korra to save his life or something. "Oh…I'm sorry si-sir, I didn't know…"
"No! And how're you marrying her? Where was my blessing?!" Tonraq screeched more as he interrupted Mako.
"I-"
"DAD!" Mako turned around and looked at his front door (well…there was no door there anymore), and saw Korra.
"Dad, I asked for both…" Korra confessed.
Tonraq looked angrily at her, but his brows became less tensed.
"Look, do you want me happy with Mako, or with suck-up Lloyd?" Korra asked calmly.
"Korra, you must marry someone royal to keep our blood line pure." Tonraq answered as he too, calmed down a bit.
Korra, Mako noticed, looked straight into her father's eyes.
"Dad, I promise, I can take care of the tribes when you're gone." Korra said, closing her eyes. "I already take care of the world."
Mako walked closer to Korra, as he wrapped his arm around hers. "Sir…"
Tonraq looked around the apartment. He noticed Mako had several things cooking, and then behind cooking ingredients saw a laced box, which he guessed to be the betrothal necklace. He then looked back to his daughter and her fiancé, as they held hands.
"You're…you're in good hands, Korra." Tonraq calmly stated. "I…I'll go. I can see you're both busy…"
Korra beamed and kissed Mako on the lips. He smiled between it. They separated their lips and Korra looked up at him. Mako smiled back at her for a second, but then his eyes wandered to the lace box, feeling happier then ever.