Preparation

Preparations for an important event can be nerve wracking.

What colour? What would be the best colour to wear? I really wanted tonight to go well with Korra, so I needed to make sure that I didn't scare her off or freak her out. I'd already decided that I didn't want anything too revealing (Not for the first date anyway) so nothing backless, slitted or with a low neckline (again, all for later dates); I didn't want to seem like I was outright trying to seduce her, I wanted more than just something physical.

"Maybe something blue..." I muttered to myself as I flicked through the wardrobe. Blue was nice and calming, but it was also very water tribe and might seem like I'm trying to push myself into her culture. I wasn't so sure about that; I might come back to the blue.

"Perhaps green..." Green was a good colour, nice and natural, very earth kingdom, like... my father's side of the family... and now I was depressed; that's a no on the green.

I shook my head, annoyed at myself for getting bogged down feeling bad about the immutable past, now was not the time for that.

"Pink... I own pink clothes?" I honestly couldn't remember what motivated me to buy these. Unfortunately the pink seemed a bit to somehow too, bubbly for lack of better word; as if it projected an aura of giggling and whilst the prospect of having a real relationship with Korra did give me a feeling of giddiness, it just didn't seem appropriate for a first date.

"Purple?" It's was nice, it gave off a nice regal air, but also had a certain sombre aspect to it and this night should be anything but sombre. It was at this poiint that I just threw myself back onto my bed in frustration.

"This should not be so hard!" I'm Asami Sato, CEO of Future Industries, I'd faced down Equalists and firebenders; overcome my father in a Mecha-Tank and I couldn't even pick clothes for a freaking date! This should be easy, I've been fantasising about being with Korra for what felt like a small eternity; admittedly most of those fantasies hadn't had many clothes in them, and the few that they did involve were most certainly not appropriate for a first date.

I let out a groan and sigh after realising where my thoughts had strayed, as I'd now need another cold shower; but first I needed to find something to wear to night, I was starting to get pretty antsy with the growing number of rejects that I just couldn't feel comfortable with for one reason or another.

"Red?" I picked a particular red dress with dark red shawl, not even realising at first that it wasn't just any red dress but the one I'd worn to a certain gala, organised by former councilman Tarrlok in honour of the Avatar; that I'd attended with Mako, and my father.

I grimaced at the memory of a scumbag ex-boyfriend and would be filicidal parent; then a small spark of realisation came over me causing my grimace to evolve into a small sad smile. This was the dress I was wearing when I first met Korra. I chuckled at the that I'd had no idea at the time how that beautiful girl would come to fill my thoughts, and jet...

"Still so much pain." I was beginning to grow tired of how much the past seemed to have such power over me. Perhaps it was time to do something about that. I took the dress and strode over to the full length mirror, holding it up to myself to see how it would look; pretty good. "This is it."

Laying it back down on the bed before going to have a shower, I looked at it again and thought to myself; tomorrow I could look at this dress and think about the first time I met Korra and my first date with Korra. A good memory to cast off the painful past associated with it.

Rottenwraith: Okay, it's short but it's finally done, just one more chapter to go in this story.

Korra: Is this what we've all been waiting for?

Asami: Please let it be...

Rottenwraith: THE DATE!

Asami/Korra: YES!

Rottenwraith: And hopefully before the new year.

Asami/Korra: ...

Rottenwraith: What?

Asami: Yeah, I don't see you pulling that off.

Korra: Holiday season and you're usual stuff; yeah that doesn't bode well.

Rottenwraith: Why do I always get criticised by the characters in my own stories.

Arika: I'm here for you! *Hugs*

Rottenwraith: Thank you Arika *hugs back*