The next two weeks were slow, everyone worked at getting into the swing of things. Asami was placed in a snow covered building with all kinds of machines that needed to be repaired, Bolin came along and soon they were lost in the world of gears. Mako was put out with the Hunters and sent out of hunting trips to gather food, and Korra was given the big responsibility of training Stars.

Korra and Asami shared a room, same with Mako and Bolin. Aside from seeing eachother each night they spent very little time together, but in spite of that they became better friends. Mako and Korra spent every evening together, useally Bolin joined them, but now that they had landed Asami always seemed to disappear when Mako and Korra were together.

Korra didn't know why, she thought Asami and Mako got along just fine. Mako didn't seem to care, and whenever Korra brought it up he'd get a little testy about it. Korra had learned to just not mention Asami much when she and Mako were alone, and he'd been a lot more touchy feely lately. He was always touching her and kissing her, she didn't mind but she thought it was odd.

On the third week after making port everyone was getting ready to celebrate the big winter festival, including Asami. Kya and Katara had been helping to make her a special outfit for the occasion. Kya claimed it was tradition in their family that mother and daughter sew the outfits together, and Asami was more than happy to go along. It was a simple dress of a deep blue with red trim, and it fit Asami perfectly.

Katara and Kya were also helping Korra, but they never had the girls there at the same time; which made Korra sad. Kya said it was because it would make to much trouble but Korra had a feeling that Kya and her mother were trying to separate the two girls. The longer they were in the South the less they saw of one another, and the less they saw the more Korra missed her.

Korra felt a little empty now that she wasn't spending any time with Asami. She hadn't felt this way…..Korra had never thought about this but she'd never felt so fulfilled and and whole than when she and Asami were close. Was that weird? Yeah that was weird, she'd have to try and fix the hole with Mako.

The night of the winter festival came and Korra was waiting for everyone on the hill beside the house. "A nice clear night, and its not to cold." Asami said coming up and Korra turned and her mouth dropped open.

"You look amazing Asami!" Korra said giving her friend a hug, and it was true Asami did look amazing. Her hair was down and tumbling around her face. She had on the perfect touch of makeup, and the dress was absolutely perfect on her. Korra felt something flutter in her chest, there was feeling there she didn't understand; a feeling she'd never had before.

"You don't look half so bad yourself." Asami said and lightly flicked Korra's nose. Korra laughed, and she was grateful that the cold air had made her cheeks red earlier, because it was hiding the blush she felt now. She didn't understand why her heart was fluttering like this, or why Asami looked so beautiful to her; but it was certainly weird.

Once the others showed up they all went to the festival together, Mako had his arm around Korra's waist the eniter time; keep her close to his side. Bolin disappeared for most of the night, reappearing later with a dark skinned girl he called Opal. Asami stayed near Kya, Kya kept introducing her as he daughter to everyone.

Overall it was a great night, everyone laughed and had wonderful time. And as the moon rose high in the sky they each left. Mako and Korra were the last to leave t he festival, and Mako was lightly trailing his fingers over Korra's hip, and every now and then he would lean over and nibble her ear. Korra felt funny, yesterday him doing this had made her smile and feel loved; but today it made her feel dirty.

She loved Mako right? She wanted this…..So when Mako leaned in and whispered in her ear that he wanted to spend the night with her she was happy to smile and nod. But if she was so happy that they were finally doing this, why did she feel like she was betraying herself.

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Asami had certainly enjoyed herself throughout the night. But once Kya left to head home and Asami had stayed with Bolin and Opal things changed.

She'd gone to get some more food when she overheard them, these two men in dark clothes. They'd been whispering but Asami had always been good at overhearing things she wasn't suppose to.

"They say she wears all blue, and she's average height." Said one voice belonging to the shorter of the dark clad men.

"That hill near the medicine woman's house, all we need to do is wait for someone in blue to stand on the hill." Said the taller.

"That's a shitty plan." Said the shorter.

"It's all we got, wait what about those gloves she always wears. No one else in this god forsaken snowland wears them!" Said the taller, with a slightly more excited voice.

"Perfect, we'll kill her tomorrow. The one that wears the gloves will die." Said the shorter, and then they walked away. The shorter one bumped into Asami, apologizing before disappearing into the looming night. After that Asami had withdrawn, she had laughed or smiled, she hadn't walked around enjoying herself. She was worried.

That night as she walked back alone she thought about the promise she made….and how she was going to keep it; and she knew exactly how to do it. She didn't sleep that night, she was nervous and depressed. As the sun began to rise she snuck over to Korra's room. She knew who was in there with her, but that didn't matter.

She slipped in silently and grabbed Korra's clothes from the floor. She turned and was about to leave when she looked back at her sleeping friend. Korra had her back to Mako, and Mako was laying faceing her, but they weren't cuddling. Asami slipped over and looked at her friend closely, and slowly leaned down and kissed Korra's forehead.

"I'm sorry." She said saoftly and left the room quickly. She went to her own room, on the desk were six letters, each one a different size and each one addressed to someone different. Five of them simply had a name on them, while the six had the address of her home in the city. Asami took her time pulling on the bang clothes of the Avastar.

Each time she moved she was reminded of Korra, her sent filled her being as work at making herself look like Korra. The sun was just spreading it's light when Asami, dressed as Korra, made her way to the crest of the hill outside the house.

She knew what was coming, she could hear them. If she hadn't been expecting them she wouldn't have, but she'd been thinking about this all night. There was a sudden piercing pain in her back and she let out a soft yell before pitching forward. The pain disappeared quickly, but the feeling of fire in her veins made her fall deeper into the snow.

Asami's eyes slowly began to cloud, but as they did she watched as she snow stained red in places; it was stained with her blood….