OMG I'm so sorry guys this took forever. Work stuff has been hectic lately! Please forgive me and thank you my sweet followers for being so damn patient with me! I'll try my best to update the next one quickly.
"What do you mean you have feelings for me?" Asami asked incredulously.
"I, um, I mean, yeah— I kind of-"
Korra's reply was interrupted by a cackle that sounded so callous and so unlike Asami.
"You think I'd want you?" Another laugh erupted from the taller girl's chest, chilling Korra to the bone. "I'm not even gay! You're just kind of fun to play with… like a little." A poke to her sternum. "Stray." Another harder poke. "Puppy." The next poke was so hard that it almost sent her falling backwards.
Except, wait... She was falling.
She was actually falling.
Korra hit the hardwood floor with a thud.
"Oomph." the Avatar grunted as she fell face first to the ground, the sheets tangled around her kept her legs stuck to the bed.
Korra rubbed her sore head and half-opened her eyes as she tried to place where she was.
Wasn't Asami just here? Korra thought to herself. After a quick scan of her surroundings, the Avatar realized that she had just dreamt up the whole situation with Asami. She groaned miserably.
Suddenly, the door to the guest room she was staying in burst open, and there stood Bolin and Asami, looking prepared for a fight. After their eyes darted quickly around the room, they both relaxed and straightened up. Asami started giggling softly and Bolin couldn't help but poke fun at Korra.
"Hey, Korra, it looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed!" He then bent over in a fit of laughter, his joke clearly amusing himself more than anyone.
Asami started giggling a little louder and moved to the bed to help Korra up. She started to try to free Korra's legs from the sheets. To her surprise, Korra yanked her feet back from her aiding hands and down onto the floor with her. The Avatar then started pushing herself up from the floor.
"I got it." she grumbled, trying unsuccessfully to stand.
After a few minutes of struggling with the blankets, Korra huffed and shot a blast of air from her feet to shoot the sheets from her form. She then stood up and brushed herself off as if Bolin and Asami weren't standing there watching her struggle for five minutes.
"Um… Okay," Asami said, at a loss for words. "Anyways, you scared us! We thought maybe the burglars had broken in."
Bolin nodded enthusiastically before speaking up, "Yeah, we thought that huge thud was you fighting, but it was just your heavy bod-"
"Either way. I'm the Avatar, I can handle a few petty thieves. It's not like I would've needed help," Korra interrupted.
Bolin and Asami stood gawking, dumbfounded at her sudden change of attitude.
Asami muttered under her breath with a subtle eye roll, "Not this 'I'm the Avatar' thing again."
"Anyways, I'm going to head to the shower. See ya." Korra said abruptly.
With that, the Avatar brushed past Bolin and practically stomped out of the room.
Asami walked from her place by the bed to stand beside Bolin and crossed her arms over her chest, staring at the doorway Korra just walked through. She quirked an eyebrow in confusion.
Bolin whispered out of the side of his mouth, "Guess she really did wake up on the wrong side of the bed."
Asami cracked a small smile at his joke, but her green eyes showed no mirth. She knew Korra had a short temper, hell everyone knew Korra had a short temper. But it seemed to be unprovoked. Not to mention, after what happened yesterday in the bathroom, the last thing she expected was to be snapped at.
Later on in the shower, Korra stood underneath the pouring water, hands at her side, short hair slicked to her face, sputtering water from her mouth as it fell into it. The white of her eyes were slightly red as she stood staring at the tiled wall in front of her, the water irritating them. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then leaned her head back to let the water pour directly onto her face.
She felt so stupid. Letting her dumb heart lead her actions, leading herself to believe things that weren't possibly true. Thank Raava she had that dream, it was a reality check. Whatever reason Asami had for playing around with her, Korra knew for certain it wasn't because she had feelings for her. But she had stupidly gotten her hopes up.
She let her head hang forward and her pruned hand came up to lay over her steadily thumping heart. Stupid, stupid heart. She clenched the skin on her chest with her hand. Korra squeezed her eyes shut tighter as she felt tears tickle the back of her eyelids. When did her feelings become so strong? How did this all happen so quickly?
Korra sighed deeply and opened her eyes, then slowly reached forward and shut off the water. She attempted to gather her thoughts and reel in her emotions when a knock at the door threw her off balance. The Avatar rushed out of the shower, nearly tripping, then started hurriedly drying herself off with a towel and trying to put her clothes on.
"Just a second!" Korra called out, in a frenzy.
There was silence for a moment and it caused to Korra slow down in the process of putting on her pants.
"Hey Korra, it's me." a hesitant sounding Asami called from the other side of the door.
Korra froze immediately upon hearing her voice.
Asami had a confused expression on her face, having heard the shuffling in the bathroom stop. Eventually the noises began again and Asami didn't understand why Korra didn't respond to her. She must really be in a bad mood.
"Um, well," Asami started, figuring she was going to have to have a one-sided conversation with her through the door. "Mako said—"
Her sentence was interrupted by Korra haphazardly throwing open the door. Asami had her breath taken away by the view in front of her. The Avatar was still quite literally dripping wet, her shirt was only partway pulled down, revealing her chiseled stomach. Her wet hair was tousled about her face in a way that the taller girl found sexy and her icy blue eyes stared straight into Asami. Green eyes were distracted shamelessly following the trails of water droplets across Korra's spectacular muscles.
"What did he say?" Korra asked curtly.
Asami's eyes shot up to meet the unwavering blue ones and a light pink hue tinted her cheeks. Korra either didn't notice or didn't mention her ogling, and for that Asami was grateful.
"Oh, um." Asami was having difficulty putting her thoughts together as her desire got the best of her. She took a moment before continuing, "He said he wanted us to come to the meeting room as soon as possible. He said he had a breakthrough or something."
Korra had a pensive look on her face and she brushed the wet hair from her face.
"Yeah, okay, just give me a bit, I'll head over." she eventually said.
"Okay, do you want to walk over tog-" Asami attempted to say, but was cut off by the door abruptly closing.
She narrowed her eyes at the closed bathroom door and crossed her arms.
"I'll take that as a no." she huffed before turning on her heel and walking away.
Later in the meeting room…
"Where's Korra?" Mako asked impatiently.
They were all gathered around the table, even Prince Wu was there at Mako's request. Wu sat at the end of the table, while Bolin and Opal sat across from each other near the head of the table and Asami sat closest to Prince Wu across from an empty chair, reserved for Korra.
"I thought you told Avatar Grumpy that we were going to meet?" Bolin asked jokingly.
"I did," Asami replied a bit defensively. "She should be here any minute now."
As if on cue, Korra appeared in the doorway, a bitter look on her face.
"Nice of you to join us, Korra." Mako said in a stern tone of voice.
The Avatar just grunted in response and took a seat next to Opal. Opal took in her appearance with a worried expression on her face.
"You okay Korra?" Opal asked tentatively.
"Yeah, I'm fine." the Avatar replied in a voice that conveyed the exact opposite. Korra was never good at concealing her feelings, especially her temper.
Opal quirked an eyebrow skeptically, but didn't further press the issue.
"So, I asked you guys to meet me here because I figured out what the symbols mean." Mako said in a voice that commanded attention.
It worked, everyone started paying attention, even Korra was distracted from her bad mood.
"What do they mean?" Bolin inquired.
"I found this ancient scroll," Mako started explaining, almost excitedly. "Tucked into one of the books in the library. It contained the symbols and their meanings in a language I couldn't understand. But after talking with the librarian and doing some further research… I realized the symbols stand for the seven deadly sins."
"Seven deadly sins?" Prince Wu choked.
"Yeah, you know, greed, laziness, um…" Bolin trailed off, trying to count on his fingers, but not quite remembering all of them.
"Sloth, Greed, Pride, Wrath, Lust, Gluttony, and Envy." Opal finished for Bolin.
"Yeah, what she said," Bolin agreed. "Thanks, babe."
Opal gave him a sweet smile with a nod in response.
"Yes, so the symbols on the effected households correspond with the sins. From what I've seen, it seems the burglars think they are some sort of 'vigilantes' and are punishing people based on their 'sin'. Hence, the symbols on the walls."
"So, you're telling me people are getting robbed based on whether they've sinned or not?" Asami spoke up.
"Basically, yes. And that's not all, it seems how much the property is destroyed and how much is taken is based on the sin. I think they've rated them with different levels of severity…"
"What is this 'rating' then?" Prince Wu asked.
"Um," Mako scratched at his head. "That I'm not quite sure of… But! It does seem that Greed is the most severely punished offense." Wu visibly swallowed. "Prince Wu, we need to know how likely it is that the palace would be attacked. Do you think any of the so-called vigilantes would consider the palace to be guilty of any of the sins?"
Prince Wu pulled at his collar a bit, sweat glistening on his face, before responding, "Um, I mean, I'm not sure? I guess it's up to interpretation—"
"Wu! We need to know. Which of the sins, if any, apply to the palace?" Mako said strictly.
"Okay, okay. I think… Possibly… all?" Mako paled considerably at that and both Bolin and Opal gasped. "I mean, maybe besides lust?"
Green and blue eyes happened to meet at the exact same time after that word was said. Both girls turned their own shade of red.
"Okay, so… I'd say the palace is at a pretty substantial risk of attack…" the firebender said with a frown.
"And I'd say 'pretty substantial' is an understatement." Bolin commented with laughter.
Mako narrowed his eyes at his brother, and Opal held in a chuckle behind her closed hand.
"Alright, I think that based on these recent facts, Prince Wu should have a member of our team with him at all times. There's no knowing when they'll strike," Mako concluded.
Prince Wu straightened up proudly in his seat.
"A 24/7 guard? For me? You sure know how to make a guy feel special!" Wu said, beaming. He then added, "Can I put in requests? Cause I'd love to have you as my personal guard. Or Asami! I mean, I definitely wouldn't mind having her around me 24—"
Korra bolted up out of her chair, placed her hands on the table, leaning menacingly towards Prince Wu, and spoke up for the first time in a raised voice, "No, you can't make requests. You'll get who you get. Be glad we're going to protect your sorry as-"
"Korra!" Asami yelled before she could finish her sentence. Her eyebrows were scrunched together and her eyes were narrowed. She couldn't believe the way Korra was acting. Prince Wu sat there with a shocked look on his usually smug face. The Avatar just huffed in response and straightened up, raising her hands from the table.
"Whatever. If we're done with this meeting, I'm going to go to my room. Let me know when it's my turn to watch the little…" Korra paused and shot Wu a pointed look. "…Prince."
With that, Korra pushed back her chair and stormed out of the room, drawing the eyes of everyone in the meeting. Prince Wu just scoffed.
"What's up with the Avatar?" Wu asked.
Mako rubbed his chin thoughtfully and lifted an eyebrow. "I'm not really sure."
Bolin whispered not so quietly across the table to Opal, hands cupped around his mouth as if protecting his clearly audible words, "I think 'the Avatar' needs to get laid."
Mako choked on his own spit at what Bolin said, and Asami coughed and sputtered on the water she had unwisely taken a sip of. She smacked her chest a bit to try and clear the water that had gone down the wrong pipe as her eyes watered.
"Bolin!" Opal chastised with a smile on her face, shaking her head.
Asami started to wonder if maybe thatwas why Korra was in such a sour mood. Maybe she took it too far with her teasing and it was getting to the other girl. Or even worse, maybe Korra was pissed at her for acting like that. Maybe she took the little game too far and she was disgusted or annoyed with her. Asami had never met to put their friendship at risk.
"What?" Bolin removed his hands from around his mouth, but stayed leaning across the table. He no longer spoke in a partially hushed tone, "It's true. I'm always a lot happier after we-"
Opal moved faster than Asami ever saw her move before and reached across the table to slap a hand over his mouth. She narrowed her eyes at him and said, "Shush."
Bolin's eyes widened and he nodded while saying something muffled against the hand that sounded like, "Yes ma'am." She slowly removed her hand from his mouth and sat back down, fixing a glare laced with warning on him.
Prince Wu whispered under his breath, "Gross."
Asami cleared her throat, wiped her teary eyes, and then stood up.
"Um, is the meeting actually over then?"
Mako shifted his eyes over to her and nodded. "Yeah, I suppose that's all I really have. I still don't quite know how they're getting in or out, but I'm sure we'll figure that out soon enough. I'll take first watch with Prince Wu. We'll work in 12 hour shifts until we can be sure the self-proclaimed vigilantes are behind bars." Everyone around the table nodded in agreement, Wu with a flashy grin on his face. "Okay, Bolin, I'll see you on the next shift."
Bolin nodded and everyone stood up around the table. Asami headed to the door quickly, wanting to be the first one out so she could to go talk to Korra.
She vaguely heard Bolin's voice from behind her as she left, "I'm starting to think Korra's allergic to meetings."
In the room, Korra was laying on her temporary bed, arms sprawled out, legs hanging off the edge, staring at the ceiling. Raava, why did she let this get so far? And why had she acted that way in front of everyone? She knew she was never good at expressing her emotions, but this was ridiculous.
A light tapping at the door threw her from her thoughts. Korra wasn't surprised someone had come to look for her after the way she acted, but she wasn't pleased about it either. She grunted, threw her body upright, and walked towards the door.
And of course, when she opened the door, it was the one person she really didn't want to face right now. She sighed deeply, let go of the door, and turned around to walk back towards the bed.
"What is it?" she asked impatiently. Asami shut the door behind her and stepped forward.
"Korra, what the hell has gotten into you?" Asami asked sharply.
Not wanting to turn around and see those beautiful emerald eyes judging her, Korra walked past the bed and to the small window that overlooked the palace grounds. Unfortunately, or fortunately, Korra wasn't really sure of which, Asami followed her over there.
"Nothing's 'gotten into me'." Korra muttered.
"Obviously something has. You weren't acting like this yesterday."
The Avatar could feel her blood boiling, frustration at the situation fueling her temper. She spun around and glared into the questioning green eyes. She tried not to pay attention to how attractive she found the way that Asami was standing there with her hands on her hips.
"Oh? I wasn't acting like this yesterday? You mean when you were playing with me like some kind of toy?" Korra seethed, the word 'toy' practically dripping with venom.
Korra could tell Asami was taken back by that. She stepped back just bit as if the words had a physical force behind them. Her eyebrows came together into confusion, and her mouth hung open as if wanting to say something. The hurt that flashed through those green eyes made Korra regret her poisonous words, if only a little.
Asami couldn't believe it. She was right. Korra was disgusted by her and what she had been doing. She swallowed the lump in her throat that was basically the physical manifestation of her pain. Asami was upset with herself that she had pushed it so far. However, not one to back down from a fight, her stare turned to a glare and she crossed her arms defensively over her chest.
"If you hated it so damn much, then why did you let me do it?" Asami asked coldly, raising her voice.
Korra hesitated slightly. She was aware that she had pissed Asami off for real now. The taller girl didn't usually lose her temper. But when she did, Raava, was she a force to be reckoned with. The Avatar attempted to push the little voice to the back of her head that told her that Asami was rather hot when she was angry.
"I—" Korra attempted to explain.
"And what the hell was that all about on the train then?" Asami interrupted, full on yelling at her now.
Korra backed up slightly, needing to put some space between the two of them. She cursed internally when her back hit the wall next to the window. However, it caused her to regain her composure. If Asami wanted to push hard, she could push right back. She leaned forward, getting in Asami's face, never minding the slight height difference.
"I never said I hated it, dammit!" Korra barked at her. Asami's hardened stare faltered for a second and she pulled her head back to look at her dubiously. After thinking over something for a few seconds, she leaned back forward getting right up in Korra's face.
"Then what?" the taller girl shouted. Her voice increased in volume with every question she asked, "If you didn't hate it, then why in hell are you complaining? Why the fuck are you getting so worked up over something you didn't even min-"
"Because!" the Avatar interrupted. "Last thing I need is a straight girl just fucking around with me until she gets bored!"
Asami's eyes widened and her eyes flickered back and forth between Korra's own, searching. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to find a response. After about her third time closing her mouth, her serious expression shattered. Her mouth broke into a detached smile before a fit of chilling laughter tumbled from her.
"And what the hell makes you think I'm straight, Korra?" she snarled at full volume. She scowled at her, waiting for a response.
That threw the Avatar off. She literally felt the heat in her face rising.
"Because— 'Cause…" she trailed off, struggling to regain her confidence. With a sureness, she burst out saying, "You dated Mako!"
Asami huffed with laughter coldly, glaring still as she shook her head in disbelief. She then poked her on the forehead, with every word stated, as if it would remind her, "So. Did. You."
The blue eyes widened at the realization, and her cheeks heated up furiously. She felt as if the wind had been taken from the hurricane raging inside her and left her as a vulnerable light breeze. Before she had a chance to respond or even think another thought, Asami surged forward and suddenly soft lips were placed firmly against her own.
Korra's eyes widened and a shock went through her body, starting from her lips and spreading in all directions until it ended at her fingertips and toes. After the initial surprise wore off, she let herself melt into the kiss, moving her lips against the tender ones. Asami responded in kind, moving her lips a little aggressively against her own. Apparently, the taller girl was still a bit mad from the argument and Korra could feel it with every movement.
Pale hands pressed against her upper chest, right below her collarbone, and shoved her back against the wall forcefully. In turn, the lips against her own sped up and practically devoured her. She felt shocks radiating from her lips in pulses all throughout her body as she attempted to keep up with the other girl.
She was determined not to let Asami take control of the kiss like she did with the argument and tilted her head, pressing her lips more assertively against Asami's. Her hands landed on the curve of the other girl's hips and grabbed hold. The hands on her upper chest slid up to rest on her shoulders and squeezed as Asami let out a little sound of pleasure into the kiss at Korra's actions.
The Avatar took that as encouragement, and pulled forward the curvaceous body to be flush against hers. One of the hands at her shoulder slithered around to her back then up the back of her neck and buried itself in her hair, pressing their mouths even firmer against each other if possible. Korra felt a sense of pride as she noticed she now was controlling the pace of the kiss and Asami was following her lead.
Korra was quickly getting breathless by the intensity of the kiss, and Asami's body rolling against hers wasn't helping at all. The Avatar lost herself in the sensations of the kiss. Her lips felt like conductors for the electricity that shot through her veins. In the back of her mind, she registered that this was their first (sober) kiss. Eventually, Korra really was out of breath and she had to pull back from those delectable lips.
Breathing heavy, Korra took a few seconds to get her mind together before opening her eyes. When she opened them, the sight that greeted her sent a shock, this time to her core. Asami's lips were parted and slightly swollen, lipstick smudged across them, while her eyes were almost watery with lust, her pupils blown out considerably. Her chest was heaving just as much, if not more than Korra's. She locked gazes with Korra and for a few minutes, they didn't say anything. Just staring into each other as if they could see each other's souls through their lust-filled eyes.
Asami's hand loosened itself from Korra's hair, glided down her neck, and back to its rightful place on her broad shoulder. She then used her grip to push herself back from Korra. The Avatar reluctantly let go of her hips and let the other girl back up from her. The alluring girl then turned around and started sauntering over to the door, attracting blue eyes the whole way.
Once Asami reached the door, Korra then leaned her head back against the wall in disbelief of the entire situation.
"I'm dumb. I'm so dumb." she muttered to herself, thinking of what a fool she made of herself. Asami opened the door to leave but not before looking over her shoulder and fixing her with a piercingly lustful gaze.
"Yeah, you kind of were," she said, with what Korra would describe as a seductive chuckle. She then gave her a wink and then said huskily in a lowered voice, "But don't worry. You can make it up to me."
Sorry that this was mainly plot and feelings but it was needed for the storyline! Much more smut to come I promise ;)
Also in this chapter, I was going to make Korra a lot more angsty and sad, but it didn't seem to fit her character. lol She definitely seems the type to get pissed off even when she's sad.
On another note, in my story I picture Prince Wu being bisexual just cause that's the vibe I got from him from the series, feel free to imagine him whatever sexuality you want though cause it's not really relevant to the story at all. Nor do I plan to make it obvious.
Feel free to review and tell me what a jerk i was being for taking so long to update. T.T