I think this chapter is a bit shorter than the others, I may be wrong. Buuuuuuut I like where this is going. Next chapter is definitely going to have some cute moments in it. We all know I'm a sucker for the fluff. (I'm kind of proud of myself for getting this done in under 6 months this time, too). Anyway, guys, thanks for continuing to stick with me and there is more to come whenever I can spit it out!

KORRA POV…

I'm woken up by a slobbery drool on the side of my face, running up into my hair and giving me half a mohawk. Well, that's what it feels like.

"AH- UMPH-" I squirm as I push a wet nose off of me. "DAMMIT, NAGA," I whisper angrily as I sit upright in the bed, reflexes taking over. I groan internally for a few moments, adjusting to the lighting around me. It couldn't be any later than 5:30, and I curse internally.

To my right is a white, wide- eyed ball of fluff, reminding me sweetly that today is my first day back on the early training shift at Air Temple Island. And to my left, my slumbering wife, of whom has just found out that she's carrying a bundle of cells inside of her. I smile softly, glad that I haven't woken her up.

The carpet flooring softly welcomes my bare feet despite the fact that winter is knocking on Republic City's door. I don't mind, of course, but Asami never has been one for winter. Fire nation nerd.

"Okay, Naga, I'm getting up, girl," I say with a better attitude, sighing and scratching under her chin briefly. She pats her tail on the floor softly, giving me a satisfied huff. "I could've just gotten up and gone, if you hadnt've licked my hair stiff."

…

My shower takes mere minutes, and I realize with a chuckle that Pema will probably welcome me with a million questions. Tenzin'll probably just give me awkward looks throughout the morning.

Asami's still sound asleep as I walk out of the shower, hair still damp. She looks so cute, hair messed up over the pillow and chest rising and falling softly in sleep. I know that I haven't told her about this morning, I'd forgotten. I'll leave her a note.

"I love you," I say softly as I lean down to give her a soft kiss on the forehead, brushing a lock or two of hair out of her face. "I'll see you soon."

….

The air is crisp as I saddle Naga up, but I know that it'll get warmer throughout the day. Maybe not much, though, and I'm wishing that wind blasting in my face didn't make my nose so red as I ride through the city.

The wind flows softly through Naga's mane as we get to Air Temple Island, and she knows that this is where she can freely roam, so she runs off to chase a squirrel as soon as she's off her harness.

I sigh and run a hand through my hair, chuckling. The world seems prettier today. Maybe because I know that life is looking up.

Meditation comes first in the mornings, and I can already see the monks gathering outside amongst the wildflowers to begin. I absentmindedly stretch and pop my shoulders as I go over to greet them, but I'm surprised when I see Pema in the kitchen, not running towards me to give me a hug and ask a million questions. She just waves lovingly, and Tenzin takes a seat with the rest of the monks, legs crossed and hands placed comfortably in his lap. I can tell that he's smiling, though. He usually sits and orders everyone around. I'm pleasantly surprised. And, I mean, I do lead the meditation class, after all, so. Yknow.

"We'll begin as usual," I say calmly, greeting everyone with a smile as I sit into the lotus position as well.

"We missed you," I hear a small, raven- haired young monk chirp at me from the back rows. I pop an eye open. "Did you have fun on your trip with Asami?" An innocent smile rests on her face.

"I certainly did," I reply back, a wide grin on my face. (I try not to look at Tenzin, but I know that he has this shit- eating grin on his face.) "Did you keep everyone in line?" I ask, blocking out the bald man in the back rows and focusing on the small girl. Even though she's small, and can't be older than twelve, Ami is one of the best airbenders in the bunch. I asked her to lead the morning meditation while I was gone.

She gets the cutest look on her face. "Yep."

I give her an approving nod and a small smile before we jump straight into meditation.

….

ASAMI POV…

I wake up to sunlight streaming in through my eyelids, immediately curling over to my side to feel for Korra, and opening my eyes in questioning when I feel an empty spot on the bed. She's been gone for a while, too, the sheets are cold where she sleeps.

"Hm," I hum thoughtfully and stretch. She usually leaves a note it she's going to be gone.

As soon as I've thought it, I see a note on the bedside table written in her cursive scrawl.

'Sami,

I completely forgot that I was starting back on morning meditation today, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you. I did leave you some coffee making and some breakfast (although I have no idea if it'll still be warm when you get up). But anyway, sleep well and keep warm, it's kinda cold out here.

Love, Korra

She had to write it fast, she was probably running late, I think as I stand up, stretching my arms. But it was sweet that she left it anyway. I guess I'll see what she made me for breakfast.

As I walk into the kitchen and onto the cold linoleum tiles, I squeak and really wish that I'd thought to put on socks a little while ago. I mean, I've only just gotten over whatever cold I had had before, and I'm sure that the bundle of cells inside of my stomach didn't help it much. I certainly don't need it again. But, yknow, the coffee is still warm, so I pour myself a cup. Korra left a plate of eggs, some turkey bacon, and a biscuit in the oven. I take one look at it and frown, shaking my hands as I feel a small queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. No, nope, I'm good. Thanks though.

I spend the next hour or so sitting in front of the television, absentmindedly watching Scooby- Doo while catching up on some paperwork. I drink about half the cup of coffee before it gets cold. After I've gone through, say, easily about a hundred pieces of legal work from the company, I wander back over to the oven to get out my breakfast. It's cold, of course, but I don't mind cold biscuits. It's pretty close to noon anyway, Korra will probably come in for lunch soon.

I shrug and open the oven up, picking up the biscuit and turkey bacon, folding the bacon neatly within the biscuit.

…

After about thirty minutes I'm done with pretty much all of my paperwork and my biscuit. I place the paperwork in a folder and put it on the coffee table in the kitchen and begin to wash dishes. I'll probably deliver the papers today and go in to check up on the production line, but that's after Korra gets back.

I'm humming, washing the dishes when I feel a pull in my stomach. I stand there for a second, mildly confused, before I cuss. I heave into the sink, bending over and grasping the metal edging. I just barely manage to pull the few remaining pieces of silverware up in my hand to keep them from being heaved on, my stomach convulsing tightly, squeezed into a tight ball as my breakfast immediately comes up.

"Mhm, great," I muse sarcastically to myself. The one time I try to move away from the sink I start heaving again, so I make myself stay there for a good ten minutes, I'm sure. I've started daydreaming to keep my mind of the minor twinges of nausea in my stomach before I hear a key in the door to the apartment and Korra's boots thwumping softly on the floor.

"A..sami?" I hear her ask me confusedly, making her way cautiously towards me. "Are you..okay?" I turn to look at her and meet her confused gaze with my own exhausted one.

I start to say something but my very empty stomach decides to clench again, and I'm bent over the sink again with my hands holding on for dear life.

"Oh, oh my God," I hear her say, fumbling dramatically over to my side. "Oh my God, Asami? Asami, are you okay?" I manage to put my hand on her arm before I begin shaking.

"..Calm," I whisper ever so softly, and I hear her grunt a little, the realization hitting her. Soon after I feel a pair of warm arms wrap around me and a gentle humming in my ear. I heave once more and Korra starts rubbing my back as I begin shaking.

After a few minutes pass, Korra speaks up.

"Spirits, Asami, are you okay? When did this hit you?"

"Maybe 20 minutes ago? I had some coffee and I tried to eat something and.. yeah," I whisper, turning around and burying my nose into the crook of Korra's neck, sighing. I open an eye when I hear Korra chuckle.

"What are you laughing about, loser," I say almost sarcastically.

"You're pregnant." She pauses. "Oh no, I don't mean to laugh." She starts chuckling more. "It just kind of hit me. I'm happy."

"Well good for you. It's your job to take care of me," I reply grumpily.

"I happily will," she says, leaning down almost as to kiss me on the lips, but then she smirks a little and quickly pecks me on the cheek. I don't blame her, my breath probably smells terrible.

"I saw that," I mutter.

"I know, I know, honey. You're not gross." She pauses. "I promise I'll make up my rude behavior to you."

"You'd better."

…

An hour later I'm cuddling a sound asleep Asami and dozing off myself, the weight of her body pressed snugly against mine, when I hear a few sharp raps on the door and groan internally.

"The door's unlocked!" I say loud enough for them to hear me but soft enough to do little more than make Asami stir in sleep slightly.

I hear the door open and close softly, a couple pairs of footsteps coming in through the living room and to our room. They peek open through the door and meet my glare, holding Asami protectively against me.

"Oh, I didn't mean to-" I hear a gruff voice say with alarm, blushing slightly at the sight of his two exes cuddling in bed.

"Come on, Mako, you're already in my house," I say to lighten up the mood a bit with a smirk. Bolin follows in after him.

"AWWWWW!" He says but quiets down when Asami groans slightly. "That's adorable, guys." Mako just looks away with a small blush on his cheeks. I wouldn't be surprised if he's thought of this before, except in a much different light.

"Hey, is she okay?" Bolin says after a small pause.

I chuckle softly. "Yeah, she's fine. Just a little, well.. morning sickness," I say quietly, proudly.

Mako smiles a little, to my surprise. "So I take it the vacation went well?"

I raise an eyebrow, smirking just as deviously as I want. "Well what did you expect? It is me, after all." Mako just shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets. I pause for a little. "So, why did you guys come visit?"

"We just thought we'd say hi and invite you guys out with us and Opal, I mean we haven't seen you two in weeks!" He talks while gesturing all over the place. I wouldn't be surprised if he had Italian in him.

I cringe a little, remembering that Asami and I were going to see them long ago. We've just forgotten, with our busy little life we have.

"We'd love to come out with you guys, but I feel bad. We didn't mean to neglect everyone."

"Nah, it's no big deal," he answers, smiling his goofy grin like always. "We get that you guys have stuff to do." He pauses, looking at his watch. "So, whaddya say? Come over to Narook's with us tomorrow for lunch?"

"We'd love to," Asami murmurs softly into my shoulder, and I smile. She shifts around to face them. "Hey guys, stay over for a little while and make yourself something to eat or watch some cartoons or something. I'll be awake in a minute."

Bolin eagerly nods and zips into the kitchen, where I know he'll fix himself some spicy Ramen noodles. Mako shrugs and nods and in a few seconds I hear the t.v. turn on, sounds like Courage the Cowardly Dog is on again. Good taste, good taste.

"You okay, love?" I whisper softly after the two have left, framing her face with my hands.

"I'm great." She leans forward and presses her lips to mine, running a hand through my hair. Her lips send a shiver through my spine and I press back strongly, Asami's hand knotting in my hair. After a couple minutes she pulls away. "But we should get up before we get carried away."

"Fiiiiiine," I groan and give her one more peck, making my way out of the bedroom.

Just like I said, Bolin's perched at the table slurping up spicy Ramen noodles. I'm pretty sure he's used up all of our hot sauce.

…..

The next day we travel to Narook's for lunch, hand in hand as we sit down across the booth from Mako and Bolin. Spirits, we all talk for so long. Nothing has skipped a beat. And of course, we talk a lot about Asami, about the pregnancy (although there isn't that much to report yet on that except for her morning sickness the other morning). Life in general is changing a good bit for all four of us. And I think that we're all excited.

A little after the food is served, I'm sitting and effectively daydreaming while Asami and Bolin talk about Asami's new car model. I hear something about better mileage to the gallon, less wind resistance, when I feel a hand under the table squeeze mine reassuringly, and I smile a little. No, I don't know what the future has in store for all of us. But I do know that it'll be interesting. And I know without a doubt that I can't wait to see a small bundle nestled in my wife's arms.

Y'know, I don't like to promote myself, but I have a tumblr, and an art tumblr, as well as some stuff on furaffinity (I know, I know)
I'm just gonna throw that out there just this once because I know that you guys would love to see more korra, korrasami art, and I tend to draw that every now and again. (And if you guys have stuck with me this far into the story, it's possible that you're interested. No pressure.)

Tumblr: pregnant- hand
Art tumblr: beffdraws
My furaffinity is 'beff'

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(have a hipster korra, via link) (btw this website refuses to put up the tumblr url, so remember to type that in and my url before you copy/paste the image number. If anyone knows how to post pictures in this format, hit me up)

~Beffmonster