Korra let out a heavy sigh as she collapsed behind her desk, cradling her head in her hands. 'Why did kids have to be so difficult?' Korra thought to herself as she leaned back in her chair with a groan. 'Why did they have to make things more difficult than they should be?' She pulled her hands over her face letting out another frustrated groan just as there was a knock at her door, "Its open," Korra muttered through her hands and peeked through her hands as the door squeaked open to reveal Bolin.

Bolin looked like a typical Earthbender, broad-shouldered, stocky, and, above all else, strong. He was taller than most of Earth Kingdom descent but that might just be because he had a little Fire Nation thrown in there. Bolin smiled at her as he came to stand at her desk, "Hey, Korra-"

"How do you do it, Bolin?" Korra leaned back, running her hand through her hair.

Bolin's face contorted in confusion as he spoke, "How do I do what?"

"How do you teach kids when they're just so, so," She shot forward, slamming her hands on the table, "UGH!"

"Yep kids can be pretty ugh but I find that positive reinforcement does wonders," Bolin said, pumping his arm in front of his chest.

Korra leaned forward on her elbows, "Positive reinforcement?"

"Yeah," Bolin continued, "Things like-" Bolin was cut off mid-sentence by someone speaking from the doorway.

"What's taking so long, Bo?" Korra looked up to see Mako leaning in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest. Mako looked very much like he was of Fire Nation descent. He had a lithe and toned body that was made to be graceful and move with a fluidity that his brothers were not. He had sharp features, a pair of gold eyes and short black hair. All of which were very common in those from the Fire Nation.

Bolin gave a shy smile and shrugged at his brother, "I got distracted."

Mako shook his head with a scoff, "Of course you did." He looked at Korra, his expression much too serious for the given situation, "There's someone here asking for you."

Bolin leaned in close, placing his hand up to the side of his mouth, "It's a pretty lady." Korra raised her brows, turning her attention towards Mako.

"Did this 'pretty lady' introduce herself?" Korra said, threading her fingers together.

"It's Asami Sato," Mako said with a quirked eyebrow.

Korra quirked an eyebrow back, leaning forward slightly, "And how would you know that? Did she introduce herself?"

Mako pushed himself up off the door frame, "Because it's Asami Freaking Sato. Now stop being a hardass and come see what she wants." Korra rolled her eyes as she pushed her chair back and moved around her desk.

Korra followed Mako down the hall toward the front of the dojo where the waiting room and the front desk were located. There standing near one of the chairs was Asami and Bolin hadn't done her justice by calling her a 'pretty lady'. Beautiful was more like it. Asami's normally wavy hair was even more so and was pulled into a side ponytail. She wore a knee-length red dress with a short black shawl and a pair of black and red heels.

Korra leaned against the wall crossing her arms across her chest, "What are you doing here all dressed up like that?"

Asami's eyes jumped, landing on Korra and a bright smile pulled at her lips as she moved toward her. "I'm here for lunch. Remember?" She quirked an eyebrow at her and Korra returned the look.

"That isn't for another hour and that doesn't explain why you're so dressed up?" Korra asked, cocking her head back to look up at Asami who was much taller than normal.

"Well, we're going to Kwong's and its pretty high class." Asami took a couple of steps forward so that they were toe-to-toe.

"Are you going to introduce us to your friend, Korra?" Mako asked and Korra noticed him looking at her with a quirked brow and a slight smirk. "Well, are you?"

Korra pushed herself up off the wall and moved around Asami. She gestured to the CEO as she spoke, "This is my friend, Asami. Asami this is Mako and Bolin Zhihao. They teach bending here."

Korra watched Asami wave only for Mako to remain impassive, "How do you know each other?"

"We met at one of those stuffy Gala's Tenzin's always going to. Just ended up hitting it off."

"Hitting it off?" Asami placed a hand on her hip, quirking a brow at Korra, "You handed me a creampuff and walked away."

"Hey, that's better then most of Korra's first impressions." Bolin finally piped up, wrapping his arm around his brother's neck. "Did ya know she punched Mako in the face when they first meet?"

"No. I did not." Asami said turning to look at Korra with a curious look on her face.

"He snuck up on me," Korra muttered, crossing her arms over her chest, "I don't like surprises."

"Well, I didn't know that when we first met now, did I?" Mako huffed and Korra rolled her eyes before turning to Asami.

"Why don't we step into my office for a bit?" Korra gestured toward the hall that led to her office.

"How professional." Asami smiled as she slipped her arm around Korra's as she led her down the hall toward her office.

Once the door closed Korra made her way around as Asami took a seat on the edge of the desk. "So, you never did tell me why you're here," Korra said leaning back in her chair, crossing her arms behind her head.

"For our lunch date," Asami said, turning to look at Korra while feigning innocence.

"Which isn't for another hour. So, why are you here?" Korra said, putting emphasis on each individual word. Asami pushed herself to her feet, moved around the desk and took a seat on Korra's lap wrapping her arms around the other woman's neck.

"I was curious, okay? You talk about your dojo like it's the best thing since sliced bread but it's not that great."

"I'd be offended if I didn't know better," Korra muttered looking Asami in the eyes. "How did you get this address?"

"I googled it."

"Googled it?" Korra said in a confused tone, cocking her head to the side slightly. Asami laughed, leaning in closer.

"Sometimes I forget how technology inept you are," Asami said as she leaned back pulling at Korra's neck. "I typed 'bending dojo' into a search engine and yours," Asami said, poking Korra's nose, "was the only result."

"Ah. I guess that makes sense." Korra leaned sharing a silent moment with Asami. "So, do you want to leave now or later?"

Asami twirled her fingers around Korra's ponytail as she let out a contemplative hum, "I think we should leave now." Asami stood up, stretching her arms in front of her body. "We have to make a quick stop somewhere before anyway."

"Where?"

"Just a clothing store. We need to pick up an outfit for you to wear to Kwong's." Asami held out her hand which Korra took letting Asami pull her to her feet. "Don't worry," Asami added after seeing the concerned look on Korra's face, "I already put in the request. All we have to do is pick it and pay."

"Woah, Woah, Woah. Slow down for a second here." Korra said as she moved around Asami grabbing her jacket from the rack where it hung, "Why do I need new clothes?"

"Kwong's is a rather upscale restaurant. You have to look the part." Asami said as Korra pulled her jacket on. Asami wrapped her arm around Korra's bicep, pulling her closer. "No offense Korra but you don't exactly scream high-class society."

"Ya know what?" Korra said as they moved down the hall toward the front of the dojo, "Full offense taken. I am an extremely high-class person. I only partake in the finest, most expensive things in life."

Asami rolled her eyes letting out a snort, "Sure. Like what?"

"Like you," Korra said, smirking when Asami's face flushed red.

"Where are you two headed?" Mako's gruff voice called from somewhere behind them.

"To lunch. See you tomorrow." Korra waved as they walked out the door and onto the sidewalk. Korra's eyes immediately found Asami's car parked on the side of the road. Asami detached herself from Korra as she moved toward the driver's side door.

Asami opened the door before looking at Korra, "Come on slowpoke we've got places to be and things to do." Korra rolled her eyes before walking around the car and getting in.

She glanced at Asami, "Kwong's better be worth it."

"Oh, it is," Asami said as she threw the car in drive and pulled into the street.

They pulled up to a storefront that looked like it belonged in Ba Sing Se's upper ring and the name seemed to fit that.

"Ba Sing Sew's, huh?" Korra muttered as she stepped out of the car looking up at the building. "Weird name."

"Well, the owner is from Ba Sing Se."

"Huh," Korra said as she watched Asami moved around the car and toward the front of the building.

"Come on, Korra." Asami gestured toward the door and Korra moved to follow Asami inside. Korra was immediately taken aback by the sheer size of the place and found herself feeling a bit like a fish out of water.

"Um, Asami I'm starting to think my net worth might not be high enough for this place," Korra said as she looked around the shop which looked like it belonged in a different world. One Korra definitely wasn't meant to be a part of.

"Oh don't be silly." Asami laughed as she moved toward the front counter. Korra stopped taking one of the tags between her fingers her eyes widening when she noticed the price. She quickly moved to catch up with Asami.

"Hey Asami," Korra said as she grabbed her by her wrist. "Can't we go shopping somewhere a little less," Korra paused, casting a glance over the store, "Over the top."

Asami simply smiled gently slipping her hand from Korra's grasp, "Don't worry about it besides I already paid."

"Um, Asami," Korra called causing Asami to give her a contemplative 'hmm' "I'm not really comfortable with you spending this much money on me."

Asami's face fell but before she could say anything an older gentleman who seemed to be of Earth Kingdom descent. moved toward them his arms extend outwards, "Miss Sato! It's so good to see again!" Korra watched as the man pulled Asami into a hug, kissing her on both cheeks. "What brings you here today?"

"The order I put in the other day, Jinlu. Is it ready?" Asami said glancing at Korra who was a little more than uncomfortable.

"Oh yes," Jinlu said as he moved toward a door on the side of the front counter. "I wasn't expecting the color scheme but I made it work. Don't you usually prefer reds and blacks?"

"It's not for me. It's for my friend." Asami said as she gestured to Korra who shifted uncomfortably. She really didn't like being the center of attention. Especially not in a place like this.

Jinlu looked at Korra and nodded sagely, "Water Tribe, eh? You lot do tend to fancy the color blue, don't you?"

Korra gave a half shrug, "It's a cultural thing." Jinlu shrugged before disappearing into the back room. Korra moved to stand next to Asami, "You really shouldn't have done this, Asami."

Asami placed a hand on Korra's shoulder, "It's no big deal. I have more than enough money."

"I mean so do I but I just don't feel entirely comfortable with you spending spirits knows how much money on something I'll probably only use once," Korra said

"Korra," Asami said, turning to look at Korra while sliding her hand down Korra's arm so her hand was on top of her's. "I'm a multi-billionaire. Let me spoil you."

Korra let out a breath and relented, "Okay. Fine." She pointed her finger at Asami, "But don't expect me to like it."

The man exited the backroom holding a blue dress in a plastic wrap, "If you'll step over here and try this on and if it doesn't fit right we'll fix that real quick."

Korra looked at Asami who pushed her toward the dressing room where the man had hung the dress on a hook inside. Reluctantly Korra entered the dressing room closing it behind her. The dressing room was small with just a mirror and a small bench and, after putting it off for a bit she began shedding her layers. 'Kwong's better be worth it.'


Asami leaned against counter wondering if maybe she shouldn't have gone over Korra's head about this. Korra let her get away with a lot and maybe she had gotten a little too comfortable recently.

"Hey, Asami?" Asami's head jerked up to see Korra peaking out the door. "Can you, uh, come zip me up?" Asami pushed herself up and moved over to the dressing room. She opened the dressing room door further and zipped up the back of Korra's dress. Korra turned to look at Asami a sheepish smile on her lip, "How do I look?" Asami found herself at a loss for words. The dark blue dress had a halter neck and came to a stop just above her calves.

"Beautiful." Korra looked down, brushing some of her hair behind her ear and Asami noticed something on Korra's wrists. She grabbed Korra's wrists turning it over to reveal the scars that littered them. She ran her thumb over the scars only to have Korra jerk her wrists away clutching them to her chest.

"Do you know if Jinlu has any arm coverings?" Korra asked, avoiding eye contact.

Asami nodded leaving Korra alone in the dressing room finding Jinlu quietly organizing some shelving. "Hey," Asami called causing him to look up at her with a quirked brow, "Do you have any arm coverings?"

Jinlu rubbed his chin letting out a hum, "I think so. Might I ask why?" Asami flashed him a smile.

"No, just get me them for me."

Jinlu gave her a curious look before shrugging and moving toward a shelf where boxes sat. He picked one up off the shelf and moved back over to Asami. He handed it to Asami who took it with a smile before heading back toward the dressing room. She pushed open the door, poking her head in to see Korra staring at herself in the mirror running her hand over the front of her dress. "Hey, Korra." Korra turned to look at Asami who held out the box, "Here." Korra took the box, opening it and pulling out a pair of fingerless, blue gloves that looked like that would reach just over her elbow. Asami crossed her arms over her chest as she watched Korra pulled them on, flexing her fingers slightly as she did so. Asami chewed on her lower lip slightly before speaking, "I'm sorry."

Korra turned to look at Asami with a quirked brow, "Sorry? What for?" Asami rubbed her upper arm as she looked Korra in the eye.

"For going above your head on this. I should have talked to you before setting this up."

"It's fine." Korra brushed off her turning to look back at her reflection. "Do I have to wear heels? I'm not sure if I can pull off heels like you do."

"I'll talk with Jinlu." Asami muttered while still worrying her lip, "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Of course. I'd tell you if it wasn't." Korra responded and Asami decided to drop the subject.

"Why don't we go see if Jinlu is ready for you?" Asami said and Korra nodded, gathering up her clothes before following her out of the dressing room. Asami and Korra came to a stop at the counter where Jinlu was typing something into the computer in front of him. "Is there anything else I can get you?"

"A pair of flats," Asami said and Jinlu tapped a few more keys gesturing to a rack of shoes off to the side.

"Go ahead and pick a pair out."

Asami watched as Korra walked over to the rack of shoes where she looked over them before picking out a pair of dark blue flats. She slipped them on her feet before heading back over to the counter where Asami was handing her card over to Jinlu who swiped it throw the card reader. There was a short beep and he handed it back to Asami before bagging Korra's old clothes up. He set them on the counter, handing Asami a receipt with a smile, "It's always a pleasure doing business with you Miss Sato."

"Same to you." Asami smiled, turning to look at Korra as she examined herself in one of the mirrors. "Korra let's go."

"Have a good time on your date."

Asami quickly waved her hands in front of her, quickly correcting Jinlu, "Oh no. It's not a date. We're just two friends having lunch together." Jinlu gave Asami a look that said what he was thinking without saying a word. Asami grabbed the bag that contained Korra's clothes, grabbing Korra's hand and pulled her outside.

She climbed into the front seat of her car, Korra doing the same as she turned the key in the ignition. She pulled away from the curb and into the street.

They pulled into the parking lot of Kwong's coming to a stop next to the valet, putting the car in park, taking the key out of the ignition, and turning to look at Korra, "Are you ready?"

"As I'll ever be." Korra pushed open her door and Asami did the same stepping out of the car. She moved around the car, handing the keys to the valet before threading her arm around Korra's.

"Shall we?" Asami asked with a smile which Korra returned.

"Let's."

They entered the restaurant and approached the host who, once he had finished with the people in front of them, turned his attention to the pair, a smile on his face, "Name?"

"Reservation under Sato." Asami smiled at the host who looked at the clipboard on the podium before returning his attention back to the pair.

"Right this way, Miss Sato." The host said gesturing toward the interior of the restaurant and they followed him toward a booth near the back of the restaurant. Asami removed her arm from Korra's sliding into the booth, patting the seat next to her. Korra slid in next to her, adjusting herself slightly as the waiter approached the table.

The waiter handed them menus with a polite smile, "Let me know when you're ready to order." He nodded at both of them before disappearing toward another crowd. Asami opened the menu and began looking over the items on it quickly deciding on a bottle of wine for them to share. She glanced at Korra who was staring at the menu looking like she was more than a little overwhelmed.

Asami leaned into Korra's shoulder, "Need help?" Korra looked up at Asami, a weak smile.

"I really hate to be a bother..." Korra stated while scratching the side of her cheek.

Asami placed a hand on her shoulder, "Trust me you're not being a bother."

"I don't know what anything on this menu is."

"Want me to order for both of us?" Asami asked looking back at her own menu, "I'll be sure to pick something good."

Korra set down her menu, leaning against the back of the seat, "I trust your judgment 'Sami."

Asami couldn't help the blush that crossed her face as she quickly hailed down at waiter. "Yes, Miss Sato?"

"I'll have a bottle of Merlot with two glasses as well as two orders of roast duck." Asami said, handing the menus to the waiter who smiled with a nod.

"Of course. I'll bring your wine out right away Miss Sato." Asami watched as he turned and walked away from their table, leaving the pair alone once more. Asami turned her attention to Korra who was taping her finger absent-mindedly on the table while people watching.

"I hope what I ordered is okay." Asami asked, reaching over to cover Korra's hand with her own.

"Huh?" Korra asked, turning to look at Asami blinking a few times.

"What I ordered? Are you okay with it?" Asami asked, worry leaking into her voice.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure it will be delicious." Korra said absent-mindedly as she continued to watch people around the restaurant.

"Hey," Asami asked gently turning Korra's head toward hers. "You okay?"

Korra took Asami's hand in hers removing her hand from her cheek and placing it on the table. "I'm fine. I'm just thinking is all."

"About what?"

"Work."

Asami gave Korra's hand a gentle squeeze, "Wanna talk about it?"

A sigh escaped Korra's lips as she ran a hand over her face, slumping in the seat. "I'm just having trouble breaking through to my students and it's a little frustrating is all."

Asami opened her mouth to respond but wasn't able to get a single word before the Waiter returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Here you are, Miss Sato." The waiter placed the two glasses in front of them, filling them before asking, "Would you like me to leave the bottle?"

"Um, yes please do." Asami watched as he set the bottle between them before giving a slight bow before leaving the pair alone once more. "So, about your students?"

Korra took the stim of the glass between her fingers sniffing the liquid inside before setting it back down, "I just don't know what to do with them anymore." She crossed her arms, leaning her head on them as she closed her eyes. "No matter what I try they just don't seem to want to learn." She pushed herself up, anger flaring in her eyes, "I mean, bending is a gift and they should be trying to learn everything they can but instead they refuse to learn even the basics."

"Well, they're kids. What do you expect?" Asami laughed and Korra slammed her on the table causing the glass to shake and Asami lunged forward to steady it.

"Some respect for one. I didn't spend my entire childhood mastering Waterbending only to have kids who no nothing of the culture or the art of bending spit on it." Korra spat as she crossed her arms over her chest and Asami watched as she puffed her cheeks out slightly.

Asami placed a hand on her shoulder getting Korra's attention, "They're just kids Korra. They're probably only even taking bending classes because their parents are making them."

"I know. I know." Korra grumbled, "It's just frustrating is all. I just wish one of them would take it seriously is all."

Asami noticed a waiter heading toward them holding two bowls of roast duck on a tray and flashed Korra a smile, "Hey how about this," Korra turned her attention to Asami, "Why don't we stop talking about work for now and enjoy lunch and later I'll help you come up with a solution." Asami smiled up at Korra, "How's that sound?"

Korra seemed to relax slightly, uncrossing her arms and letting out a breath, "Okay."

The waiter placed the bowls in front of them and said with a short bow and a smile, "Enjoy your meal!" leaving the pair to their meal.

Korra took a pair of chopsticks between her fingers and used them to move a piece of duck into her mouth. Korra let out a happy squeal as she chewed, "That's really good."

Asami swallowed her own mouthful, "I mean, it is Kwong's after all."

"What about games?" Asami asked as she took a seat at one of the Pai Sho tables in Republic City Park.

Korra did the same, quirking a brow as she did so, "Games?"

Asami nodded as she began to set up the board, "Yeah. It might help motivate them." Asami placed the final tile on the board before moving her first piece, "I remember when my father made me take ballet, it was the games that made the classes bearable." Korra moved one of her tile and Asami hummed, "Good move."

Korra rubbed her chin, her eyes focused on the board in front of her, "I don't really remember any games I played as a kid."

Asami moved her own tile as she spoke, "Well maybe we can come up with some. Two heads are better than one after all."

Asami watched as Korra moved her tile in a way that let Asami know that she was going to lose. Again.

"I guess that might work," Korra mumbled and Asami moved her fire tile managing to claim one of Korra's as her own.

"Might?" Asami quirked a brow at Korra.

"Yeah, I just don't want to get my hopes up." Korra elaborated as she moved another tile, effectively bringing the game to an end. Korra slowly began to reset the board as she glanced up at Asami, "Do you wanna brainstorm now or later?"

Asami rubbed the back of her neck, "I was thinking later. You could come over to my place tonight if you want." Korra let out a quiet hum as she set the final piece on the board and Asami wondered if this was one of those times when Korra decided her pushing wasn't okay. That she needed to back off and let her be. "Or you could not? It's totally up to you."

"Okay." Korra pushed herself to her feet, looking down at Asami, "Have cleaned out your spare room yet?"

"Uh, no not yet." Asami stood up as well, "Is that a problem?" A bit of worry leaked into her voice as she spoke.

"Not at all." Korra began to walk back the way they'd come.

Asami jogged to catch up, "Are you sure?"

Korra suddenly came to a stop, turning on her heel to look at Asami, "Yes, I'm sure." Korra took a step forward, taking Asami's hand her own, "Okay?"

"Okay." Asami sighed, giving Korra's hand a gentle squeeze.

Korra smiled up at her, "Alright then let's get going. I wanna take this ridiculous get up off already."

A half-snort escaped Asami's lips as she followed Korra, "I think I have some P.J's you can borrow."

Korra flashed her another, even brighter smile, "Awesome." and Asami felt some of her insecurities begin to fade away. She made an active choice to not think and just enjoy the time she was getting to spend with Korra.