Here's chapter 3. Secrets are revealed. That's all I'm telling you. Enjoy.
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Chapter 3
A waiter sat the four of them down at a wooden table at the back of a restaurant. Mako sat next to Korra and Asami Sat next to Bolin. It was deserted. Everyone was eating at the front of the eatery. Korra checked her watch. 1:24.
The waiter placed four placemats and four menus in front of them. He wore a white, long-sleeved, button-down shirt, a black tie, black slacks, polished, black dress shoes and a white apron. You could see his toned muscles and abs through his shirt. His hair was slicked back and golden blonde. His teeth were perfectly white. His nose was well defined along with his jaw line and cheek bones. He was hot. Asami and Korra noticed this and melted a bit.
Mako saw the way Korra melted under his presence. And frankly, he was a little jealous.
"Hello." Spoke the waiter. "My name is Makio (Pronounced Mah-kee-oh), and I will be your server." His voice was deep and rather seductive, which made Korra and Asami's eyes almost pop out of their skulls. They both quickly turned to each other and played rock, paper, scissors for dibs on Makio. Korra won 2 out of 3 and punched the air. Everyone, including Makio, looked at her in confusion. She calmed herself.
"What would you like to drink, miss?" Makio asked, taking out a pad and a pen then turned to Korra.
She stared into his eyes which she noticed were amber, like Mako's. She took a look at the drink menu. "Er… I'll have a Sam Adams Boston Lager."
Makio wrote it down on his pad. "Would you like a glass or a bottle?" He got his pen ready.
"I'll have a glass." Korra replied, giving him a smile which he gladly returned.
He looked up from his pad and faced Mako. "What would you like to drink, sir?" Asked Makio in his low toned voice; showing his bright, white smile.
Mako tried not to sound snippy. "I'll have a Sam Adams Boston Lager as well." Makio wrote it down on his pad as Mako gave him an angry look that Asami noticed. She shrugged off her suspicion. For now.
Makio turned to Asami. "What would you like to drink?"
She stared at the drink menu. "Uh… I'll have a Dr. Pepper." She answered looking up at him with a flip of her long hair.
He wrote it down. "… Alright." He turned to Bolin with his pen ready to jot down his beverage order. "What would you like to drink, sir?"
Bolin stared at the menu, squinting. "Uh… Um… Er… Hm… I'll have… The…- Mako cut him off.
"Come on, Bolin," Mako said slightly irritated, "We don't have all day." The others, including Makio, stared at him with expressions that said He never snaps at Bolin like that.
"Alright, Alright. Calm down." He quickly perused the beverage menu. "I guess I'll get a Coke."
Makio jotted it down on his pad. "I'll be right back with your drinks." He smiled at Korra then walked away; her staring at his butt till he turned the corner.
Bolin angrily stared at Mako who was leaned back in his chair. He caught Bolin's angry gaze. "What?" Mako asked throwing up his hands.
"What the hell's your problem?" Bolin asked; irritated by the fact that he didn't know what he'd done.
"What do you mean 'What's my problem.' Please explain." He leaned forward as he placed his hands on the table.
Bolin leaned forward and glared at him with more intensity. "You're being a dick." Mako indignantly scowled at him without saying a word, because his eyes said it all. And Asami was the only one who noticed it. He's jealous, she thought to herself. But she decided not to say anything.
"Mako," said Korra, "What's wrong?" She asked concerned
Mako turned to Korra infuriated with jealousy. "Nothing's wrong." He spat at her.
Korra became angry with him. But also suspicious, because he never snaps at her when she asks and he never snaps at Bolin. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" She exclaimed. "You snapped at Bolin, which you never do by the way, and you snapped at me."
"SO!" he slightly yelled.
"You never snap at Bolin like that. And you snapped at me when I genuinely asked you a simple question. So, what the fuck is wrong with you?" She asked again, becoming angrier by the second.
"Why do you care?" He spat. "Why do you even wanna know?"
Korra was about to explode when their drinks came. Makio placed their drinks down on the table and passed them out.
"Here is your Dr. Pepper, Coke, beer and your beer." Korra and Mako drank their beer angrily.
Makio took out his pad and pen. Are you guys ready to order?"
"Yes." Answered Asami. "I'll have the Grilled Salman Salad." Makio wrote it down.
Bolin spoke. "I'll have a Philly Cheese Steak Sandwich with steak fries."
Makio turned to Korra who flipped to a random page. "I'll have an order of Buffalo Chicken Wings."
"Make that two orders of Buffalo Chicken Wings." Bolin added rubbing his hands together and licking his lips.
Makio jotted it down on his pad then turned to Mako. "What will you have, Sir?"
"I'll have the Clam Chowder." He succeeded in sounding neutral and not angry.
"White or Red?" Makio asked.
"Red." He answered rather quickly.
"Alright, I'll be right back with your orders." He left to go to the kitchen, probably.
Korra drank her beer till it was a quarter done then burped loudly. Bolin drank some of his Coke then burped louder than her. They both couldn't help but snicker. Korra burped louder than him. But Bolin topped her. Korra downed the rest of her beer and burped the loudest. Her, Bolin and Asami burst into laughter as Mako continued to drink his beer.
A waitress came by carrying a bottle of Boston Lager. "Would you like me to refill your glass, miss?"
Korra held up her glass. "Yes, please." The waitress filled it to the top then Korra drank it till it was half full.
"Damn, Korra." said Asami, "For a skinny chick, you can sure hold your liquor. You drank one and a half glasses." She took a sip of her Dr. Pepper
"I get that from my Dad." Korra drank till it there a quarter left then hiccupped.
Mako drank his beer until it was half full. He took out his Camel cigarettes then stood up. "I'm gonna smoke."
Asami sipped her soda then got up as well. "I'm coming with you." This'll be the perfect moment to talk to Mako alone, she thought as she reached into her coat pocket to fish out her Marlboro's.
They walked through the front door and leaned against a wall. Asami stuck a cig in her mouth and lit it. Mako did the same.
"There's a reason I came out here, Mako." Asami announced to him as smoke puffed out through her nose.
"What do you wanna know?" He asked then took a drag on his cigarette.
"I saw jealousy in your eyes, Mako." She held the cigarette between her lips then took it out to hold it in her fingers. "Are you jealous that Korra is attracted to someone else?"
Mako blew out smoke then sighed. "When we were kids, we were the best of friends. Korra (11 years) and I (12 years) would do everything together. We went to school together; we were both in the 6th grade, played with each other, comforted each other and stuff like that." Mako continued to smoke. "One day at school during recess, we were play-fighting." Mako took a drag on his Camel. "She pinned me down and I struggled to get free. But she was sitting on my stomach. When I continued to struggle, she let go of my hands then I pushed her forward and she fell to the ground." Mako dropped his cigarette and stepped on it and so did Asami. "I tried to pin her down but she grasped my forearms and attempted to push me to the side. But I grabbed under her forearms and pulled her over with me. She fell on top of me with he hands resting on my chest and her mouth an inch away from mine." Asami listened intently. "She leaned forward and quickly kissed me. Then we went back inside then swore to never speak of it again." He paused then stared at the ground and smiled. "But I know she still feels the same way I do, even though she never shows it." His expression became angry. "Now she has eyes for some guy whose name sounds like mine." He stomped on a wooden bench so hard the seat broke in half. "SHIT!" He exclaimed. He lifted up his right pant leg and found a small but deep cut on the back of his leg. "Fuck." He mumbled.
"You broke a bench clean in half; you can worry about your cut later. We have to go inside now." She grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.
They sat back down at the table and saw that their food had just arrived. Bolin wasn't there. He probably went to the bathroom.
Korra was constantly moving and kept muttering gibberish under her breath. She downed the rest of her beer. "Heya you guys." Her speech was slurred. "You're jus' in time fer food." Korra said as she leaned into Mako's face.
Mako pushed her lightly back into her seat. "How much did you have to drink?" Mako asked as he took a few napkins and shoved them up his right pant leg.
"I had like three gless- glasses." She held up two fingers, paused and looked at the floor then held up three fingers.
"I don't believe you." Asami said as she crossed her arms.
Korra turned to her. "Shut-up S'- 'Sami. I had three. Right, Bolie." She stared at an empty chair.
Mako stared at it, too. "Korra, no one's sitting there."
"And you only call Bolin 'Bolie' and me ''Sami' when you're drunk." Asami added.
"Oh yeah. Bolie went ta da bat- bafroom." She hiccupped then turned to Mako. "But how're you, Mai-ko." She tapped the tip of his nose.
"Hey guys." Bolin sat down and picked up the Philly Cheese Steak that sat in front of him
"Hey Bolie!" Korra exclaimed.
Bolin dropped his sandwich. "Korra, I thought I told you not to drink more than three beers. How many did you have?"
"Alrigh', okay. Ya got me." She threw her hands in the air. "I had three plus two."
Mako sighed and shook his head. "I think we should get this food wrapped up and leave." He checked his watch. 2:01.
"I don' wanna go." Korra crossed her arms in protest. "I wanna stay here 'nd eat my Buff'lo Wings."
"Korra, we're leaving NOW!" Mako exclaimed.
"You can't tell me whatta do." Korra pointed a finger in his face.
"You made me do it." Mako said vaguely.
"Do wha'." Asked Korra.
"This." He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She struggled to get free, but his grip wouldn't loosen. She kicked and punched him, but it didn't work.
"PUT ME DOWN, YOU STUPID FUCK! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, MAIKO! I FUCKING HATE YOU!
Her words 'I HATE YOU' hurt even though she didn't mean them. "Bolin, get the food wrapped up. OW!" Korra somehow managed to punch him in the ear. "Asami, help me with Korra." Asami grabbed her legs while Mako grabbed her waist which was, unsurprisingly, hard.
They dragged her through the restaurant as she made a scene then out the front door and to the Acura. Mako opened the back door and got inside with her as Asami flipped on the child's lock and shut the door so she wouldn't open the door when she was driving. Mako did the same with his door with Korra still struggling frantically in his arms.
Asami got in the driver's seat then realized Korra has the keys. "Mako, Korra has the keys." Mako shoved his hand in her back pocket and fished for the car keys.
"GIT YOUR HAND OFF MY ASS, FUCKER!" Yelled Korra.
Mako found the keys and handed them to Asami. She stuck them in the ignition and drove to the front of the restaurant. Bolin came out a few seconds later carrying two bags holding take-out containers. He hopped in the front as Asami drove off. He heard Mako struggling to keep Korra calm.
Asami took a sharp turn then approached a light that had just turned yellow. She sped up to make the light before it turned red.
"WHOO, HOO! FASTER! GO FASTER!" Korra yelled from the back seat.
"Korra calm down." Mako said.
Asami took another sharp turn and Korra fell onto Mako's lap, laughing hysterically. She turned into his stomach and bit his muscle shirt. She kissed his stomach then abruptly sat up.
"PULL OVER! I'M GUNNA PUKE!" Korra screamed.
Asami quickly pulled over. Korra tried to open the door but couldn't. She was about to puke so she crawled to the front, climbed over Asami and opened the door. She leaned over her and puked on the ground. She sat up on her lap and looked at her with a smirk.
"What?" Asami asked slightly suspicious. Korra grabbed her cheeks with both hands and kissed her. She slipped her tongue in. Asami was too shocked to do anything. That's when Korra leaned back out the door and puked.
She got back up. "You're cute." She then reached across the seat and grabbed Bolin's chin and frenched him. He couldn't move. "You're also cute." She crawled in the back seat and sat on Mako's lap and placed one hand on his cheek and the other on the back of his neck.
Asami and Bolin looked back to see what was happening.
Korra brushed her lips against his. She pushed her head forward and kissed him. He kissed back. His hands on the back of her head. Their tongues fought back and forth. Korra pulled away. "And you're cuter than the waiter." She leaned her head on his shoulder and fell asleep. He placed one hand on the back of her head. He took her hand in his.
"We better get going." Mako said, still holding Korra in his arms.
Asami put the car in drive and hit the gas pedal. Korra woke up and whispered in his ear before falling back asleep. "I love you." Mako gripped her tighter.
"I love you, too." A tear rolled down his cheek.
What did you think? Sorry if it was too long... Depending on how you define "Long." But the next chapter is going to be awesome. Lot's of twists and turns. You never know what's going to happen next.
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