Author's Note: I am sorry that this is such a short update, during softball last week I got a concussion and I am not even supposed to be writing this now, but this is what I had written before I got my concussion. But I couldn't leave you guys empty handed. I do not know when my next update will be, because of the concussion. But hopefully it won't be more than a week. Since I am not supposed to be on the computer, this is kind of like a rough draft. When I am better I will go back, fix on the mistakes, and make it longer. Sorry once again.

"…..My Air"

Korra's mouth gaped open as her face turned a wonderful shade of pink; she cursed her heart when it started to a little faster when she realized just how close he was. His familiar aura was beginning to wrap around her smaller frame, and for some reason it made Korra feel safe. Realizing Korra was just in his arms staring at him, she quickly shut her mouth. Zaheer couldn't help but let a real chuckle slip through his lips; Korra's face was now around the color of a strawberry and Zaheer took great pride that he was the one to make her blush.

"Uh…" Korra began to try to speak; she also tried to pull away a little, but that only made Zaheer grip her tighter, "Thank you for grabbing me before I fell. I don't think we met before, I'm Song, Song Macmu." Another chuckle slipped through Zaheer's lips; Korra although a little scared, couldn't help but get lost in the sound of his laugh.

"I know who you are," Zaheer said leaning in; Korra's eyes bugged out of her head as he was only centimeters away from her ear, "…my avatar." Korra shuddered when his breath hit her ear; Korra bit her lip so she wouldn't let a groan escape her lips. A frown graced Korra's face as she, not so gently, grabbed Zaheer's head and yanked him so he was right in front of her face. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment, till a smirk appeared on Korra's face. That was the last thing Zaheer remembered as Korra yanked his head and smashed their lips together.

Korra surprised herself when she yanked him down for a kiss, but she wasn't going to sit there and let him play with her like that. Now it was her turn. She started to move her lips against his, letting her tongue slip out of her mouth and trace his bottom lip. Zaheer just stood there for a moment unable to decide what to do. She had shocked him by actually kissing him, but spirits, did she had the softest lips. Just as Zaheer closed his eyes and began to respond to the kiss, Korra forced herself to pull away. As much as she hated to admit it, she loved the feeling of his lips on her's. Zaheer for the second time tonight, was shocked and a little angered.

Korra pulled herself higher till she was at his ear and whispered, "I am no one's play thing," she placed a gentle kiss on his neck, leaving a set of red lips in her wake, "…my air." With that she pulled back and placed one hand on his chest, as if she was ready to push him away. Korra meant for it to come out like she was making fun of him, but it came out more sincere than she wanted.

"Hey!" A voice yelled from down the hall; Korra recognized the figure coming towards them was none other than Mako. Mako stopped dead in his track when he saw the couple; Zaheer was still holding her with an arm around her waist, and Korra had her hand on his chest. "What the spirits is going on?"

Korra calmly pushed against Zaheer's chest silently telling him to let her go, and he complied with her wishes. His mind still swimming with thoughts of Korra, the kiss, and what she had said. Korra took a step away from Zaheer, and turned to Mako.

"I was looking for the bathroom, not watching where I was going, I ran into him." Korra said, amazing herself with how calm she was speaking, "He caught me before I fell. That's all" Zaheer took a step forward, forcing himself to chuckle. Korra cringed, she rather his real laugh than this forced one.

"Yeah, she sure surprised the spirits out of me," Zaheer said glancing down at Korra, "But it was a pleasure to meet Song, I always enjoy meeting new Red Lotus members. I was actually just about to ask Song if she would care to join me for dinner tomorrow night." Korra and Mako's eyes widened and one could feel the rage pouring off of Mako.

"I must decline, my husband is in the conference room and it wouldn't be right." Korra politely said facing Zaheer, winking she turned to Mako with rage covering her face, "Why are you looking for me anyways, Ikari?" Korra said, almost laughing when Mako realized what she called him, but her anger grew when he glared at her, "Your wife is in the other room! Along with my husband! If wasn't gone long enough for him to worry, then I wasn't gone long enough for you to worry!"

Korra turned bowed a little to Zaheer, trying to stay in her character as Song, "I apologize for his outbreak. I wish I could stay and speak, but I must get back to my husband" Zaheer nodded, and with a loud sigh Korra grabbed Mako's hand and dragged him into the conference room. Zaheer smirked when he heard 'Song' yell how 'Ikari' needed to stop this 'infatuation' with her and start giving his wife more attention.

"What the hell, Mako?" Korra groaned as they got closer to the conference room.

"You were gone too long and I thought you ran into Zaheer," Mako said stopping, yanking Korra's arm backwards, "Which I was right! You were in his arms Korra! You need to more careful!"

"I was fine!" Korra yelled, turning to Mako and slammed her pointer finger into his chest, "I had everything under control! He didn't even realize it was me!" Mako sighed and wrapped his arms around Korra, earning a squeak from the young Avatar.

"I'm sorry," Mako said into her neck, for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight, Korra blushed a little, "I was just so worried." Korra softly sighed, and hugged the fire bender; tighter than she usually did, but she felt as if she just betrayed her whole.

Quickly they found themselves sitting next to their respective fake partners, as the conference began. Everyone around the room quickly took a seat among the sea of people, all the chit chat stopped as the lights dimmed a little and a bright light was placed on the long table in front of sea of chairs. The table now had a bunch of microphones on it; Zaheer, P'Li, Ghazan, and Ming-Hua sat in the middle of the table, a couple of other people that Team Avatar hadn't met yet filled the rest of the seats at the table. Asami held a small camera to her face and took several photos of the leaders sitting in the front of the crowd, she grabbed the photos one by one as they came out of the camera, shook them, then placed them in her golden purse.

"That must mean that they are some of the higher up leaders of the Red Lotus." Asami whispered to the group as she hid the camera once again; Korra just nodded in agreement realizing her interest in Zaheer was turning quite deadly.

Zaheer was the first to speak out of everyone at the table, "Thank you all for coming to this meeting, for the threat of the Avatar and her group is growing and a solution is needed." Everyone in the crowd seemed to either groan, or yell nasty names when Zaheer mentioned Korra. Team Avatar just turned and looked at the horrified look on the Avatar's face; she didn't realize this many people wanted her gone.

Ghazan was the next to speak into the microphone, "There have been ideas of using the new air nation to force the avatar out of hiding," Korra wanted to jump out of her chair and yell that she wasn't hiding, that she wasn't afraid of anyone, but Asami sensing Korra's distress reached other and grabbed her hand, "But we cannot kill all of the air benders, that would just send the unbalance the world once again. We can kill some of them thought." Ghazan chuckled at the end, causing the crowd to laugh as well.

Someone stood up in the front of the crowd, when Zaheer nodded to them they spoke, Asami quickly yanked her hand away from Korra to get a photo of who was speaking, "Do you plan on killing the Avatar?" Korra stiffened at the question, and she noticed that Zaheer slightly stiffened. Asami grabbed this photo, shook it, and when the picture began to appear she handed it to Korra. Korra gasped, the person standing was none other than the president himself.

After a moment of silence from Zaheer, P'Li took the opportunity to speak. She pulled the microphone closer, all was quiet as her words echoed throughout the entire room, "We must kill her. That is the only way."