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Note: Korra's last name will rarely be used. Kawa (Japanese) means 'river' and is a derivative of Kawasaki, which means 'before the river' or 'in front of the river', and Sobakawa, which means 'near the river'
Chapter 2:
It was about 10:30 in the morning and Korra had just finished her morning history class about thirty minutes ago and sat at a table with her laptop in the east common room, a word document of her rough draft for her psychology class open. She reviewed the comments her teacher, Ms. Forst, wrote her back and replaced the marked sentences and words.
Out of the quiet of the library, she heard light footfalls on the thinly carpeted floor of the silent common room. She looked up from her laptop to see the last person she'd expected to see.
Korra became tense, her eyes wide and expression nervous as Asami sat down across from her with an apologetic look.
"Korra," she began in a whisper as to not attract anyone else's attention to them, "I'm sorry if I made you nervous back there, I didn't mean to. I find you attractive and I suppose I just moved things along too quickly without really getting to know you first."
Korra took a deep breath to calm her nerves before speaking. "It's okay, really. I know you meant well." She said with a small smile. "I was nervous and I guess… I find you attractive as well," she mumbled just loud enough for the other girl to hear, "and I guess I just chickened out."
Asami smiled softly before reaching her hand across the table, grabbing Korra's hand in a gentle hold. "Then let's start over." She let go of her hand then cleared her throat. "Hi. I'm Asami Sato. It's nice to meet you." She greeted then held out her hand to shake, a smile full of bright white teeth spread across her face.
Korra hesitantly shook her hand. "I'm Korra Kawa. It's nice to meet you, too." She greeted in return with a small smile.
"So," Asami began, resting her arms on the table, "What are you majoring in?"
Korra pushed her laptop to the side before resting her own arms on the table. "I'm majoring in psychology. I find the human mentality very fascinating." She mused, her smile growing wider. "It's interesting to know, for example, why someone has psychological tendencies and other things of the sort. What about you? What do you major in?" She asked.
"Architectural engineering." Asami answered with a disinterested tone and facial expression.
"You don't seem very excited about it."
"Well, it's complicated." Asami began, leaning forward a bit. "I like to design and build things, and I like engineering, but it's more of a pass-time hobby I don't want to pursue."
"What do you mean?" Korra asked, interested. "If you don't want to pursue it, why are you?"
"Before he was arrested and convicted for conspiracy and obstruction of justice due to insider stock trading, my dad was the owner and founder of Future Industries." She explained with a pained look in her green eyes. "He wanted me to follow in his footsteps and run the company when he retired. But when he was arrested, his CFO and co-CEO took over the company with the promise of handing it down to me when I graduate college."
"Why don't you do what you want to do?" Korra asked, genuinely confused.
"Because I have to re-gain the company's reputation under the Sato name." She simply answered.
"If the CFO and co-CEO are doing fine with the company, it doesn't seem like a problem." Korra said, straightening her posture. "You look –and sound like– you want to do something else with your life. You don't have to hold the wait of your father's mistakes on your shoulders if you don't want to. If you're not happy with what your expected to do, just forget it and do what makes you happy no matter what anyone else says."
Asami looked up into Korra's shining blue eyes with a glint of hope in her own. She's been told ever since she was a little girl that she was to take over the company and follow in her father's footsteps. But she didn't want to.
"My mother used to read me these short stories when I was little. They were old anecdotes from Aang M. Kaze's book, Stars of the Night's Morning, and he told of how the stars lit up the night sky so we can marvel at the splendor of light in the darkness. He says 'Light cannot exist without darkness and darkness cannot exist without light. We are mere specks of life compared to the stars who lead us to freedom, for we are guided by the light in the dark'."
Korra smiled and let out a short laugh. "You know I knew Aang before he died." She declared. "His son, Tenzin Kaze is a family friend."
"Really?" Asami exclaimed in amazement, receiving a couple irritated glares from people around the quiet common room. "Really?" She repeated, quieter this time. "That's so cool." Asami said then looked at the open laptop on the side of the table. "Oh, I'm sorry. Were you busy?" She apologized, gesturing to the laptop.
Korra looked at her computer. The cursor blinked incessantly on the word document and she made a note to set the blink rate to '0' sooner or later. "Oh, it's just my psychology paper that's due tomorrow." Korra said, shrugging the situation off.
"I take psychology. I can help you with that paper." She offered, but didn't wait for a response before pulling the laptop over to her as Korra got up and rounded the table to sit next to her.
"I'm revising the rough draft and I have three paragraphs left to revise out of the entire six I had to write." Korra explained to fill Asami in. "I'm doing it on developmental psychopathology, the study of the development of psychological disorders."
"I'm not sure I'm skilled enough to help you with the subject, but I definitely know enough about it to proof read what you've done so far."
"Thanks, Asami." Korra acknowledged, looking into her eyes. They were genuine and kind.
"It's not a problem." She said before getting to work.
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"Hey, thanks for the help on my psychology paper, Asami." Korra thanked after they finished the revisions.
"Again, no problem, Korra." She assured. "I'm glad I could help out."
"So… you wanna go grab a bite to eat– as friends!? I- I'm not trying to ask you out or anything, I just thought that–" Korra was cut off by Asami's laugh, which brought a warm feeling to her chest as it tightened.
"Of course." Asami accepted. "I'll drive us to Shiro's Café downtown. Their coffee is to die for."
"It is really delicious." Korra chuckled, scratching the back of her neck as her lips tilted into a slight frown before they began to walk.
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"Korra, is everything okay?" Asami asked with concern evident in her tone and eyes as she carefully set her coffee down on the small round table they were sitting at.
Korra slid her finger around the rim of her cup of hot tea before looking up to the raven-haired girl sitting across from her. "Asami… can I ask you a question?" She asked hesitantly, sitting up straight.
"Of course." She said a bit nervously.
"Do… you…" Korra sighed deeply. "Do you really think I'm… attractive?"
Asami stared before immediately answering. "Yes, of course I do. Why do you ask?" She questioned with a good amount of worry and skepticism perfectly mixed with each other.
"I was asking because I…" She huffed and closed her eyes to force back tears before continuing. "I really like you, but I'm afraid you won't like who I am… physically." She gulped and waited for a response.
"Korra… you are beautiful." Asami said, quickly reaching across the table and firmly grasped a dark, trembling hand. "I didn't notice you because of your beauty, but because you just seemed different in the sense that you were a wise individual. Your looks are just a bonus." She smiled, but that disappeared when she saw a tear fall from the dark-skinned girl's eye. "But I can tell that's not what you meant, is it?"
Korra looked up then abruptly stood before dragging Asami to the single bathroom, ignoring the stares and whispers as they passed. Korra locked the door behind her then sat down on the toilet and let the tears flow, her hands holding her head on either side as she clutched at her hair.
Asami knelt down beside her, grabbing some toilet tissue and wiping the tears away. "Korra. Tell me what's wrong." She spoke softly, as not to agitate her.
"You were right." She began with a sniffle. "I am different, but I'm different physically." She explained, the tears falling harder as she took deep breaths of air. "I- I'm afraid you'll l-leave, just like all the other gir-girls." She wept, blowing her nose into the wad of tissue Asami handed to her.
"I promise I won't leave." Asami vowed sincerely. "I'll always be here when you need me. I'm never going to leave you." She rubbed Korra's back. "So, tell me what's wrong."
After a few minutes to compose herself, Korra told the black-haired girl all about her physical 'problem' and how it caused her severe anxiety. And to her surprise, she wasn't disgusted and she didn't run out the door.
"I don't mind at all what reproductive organ you have, Korra." Asami assured with a smile. "All I care about is you. As long as we treat each other right, it doesn't matter."
Korra looked into those jade-green eyes. They were filled with compassion and sincerity. She was just so beautiful; Korra couldn't help but lean forward and capture those full, red lips with her own bare ones.
Korra grabbed Asami by the waist and pulled her up into her lap –tears stained on her cheeks–, and continued to kiss her. Asami kissed back with just as much fervor then suddenly felt something long and hard press against her inner thigh; she pulled back and let out a moan.
Korra stopped and gazed at the girl on her lap. "This isn't weird for you?" She asked in a shaky tone, still recovering from her crying fit.
Asami smiled then got off her lap. "Not at all. Now let's get going." She grabbed Korra's hand and pulled her off the toilet seat. "Let's get back to my car." She said with a wink before they both ran out of the bathroom and the café.
For the first time ever, Korra found someone who loved her no matter what her 'situation'.
Korra slammed the backseat door of Asami's car shut before crawling on top of her. They locked their lips together briefly before Korra ground her hips against Asami's, and then took the chance to nip at the newly exposed pale skin of her neck.
At Asami's moan, Korra pulled back and looked into her eyes with seriousness. "Are you sure this is alright?"
"I'm positive."
"I love you." Korra blurted out before she knew what she was saying, but knew she meant it.
"I love you, too." Asami replied without a second thought then pulled Korra's face down to hers to continue what they started.
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