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The Song remains the same

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“..But we're gonna start by
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine,
Shit talking up all night,
Doing things we haven't for a while,
A while yeah..”

The husky voice echoed the bar, the soothing sounds of the piano and the bass in accordance, the guitar just filling up the chords effortlessly as Bolin played a soft, slow rhythm. Most of the couples in the bar were now up on their feet, at the front holding each other and swaying to the music, just like Korra had told them to do at the very start of their show. They were already a few hours into the evening, playing their second set of songs and the atmosphere was pleasantly coming to a quiet calm, the bar at it’s full capacity, the band with huge smiles on their faces – they were pleased with themselves and truly happy, the crowd loved them and they were honestly enjoying themselves – and even Tenzin had a slight grin on his face. As unbelievable as that may sound. Another soft voice joined in on the singing, Opal was the back vocal, as they brought the song to it’s end.

“We're smiling but we're close to tears,
Even after all these years,
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time...”

I think it’s time for another break, huh?” Korra smiled at the crowd wonderingly, but knowing they did in fact have to take another break, it had been an hour and a half since their last one, they needed the rest if they were gonna play for two more hours. The crowd seemed hesitant to answer but Korra just grinned widely, her azure eyes seemed as if glowing, “We’ll be back in some 20 minutes and then there’s no stopping till the late hours, right Tenzin?” she flashed him a look and chuckled slightly at his nervous face. The band retreated behind the curtains quickly and the crowd resumed their activities, a soothing chatter and the sound of an occasional laughter filling the place with a pleasant calmness.


“Are you serious?” Mako’s voice was strong but reluctant.

“I am, very.” Asami stared at him, but turned to the stage as the song ended and Korra began announcing their break, her gaze never leaving the ocean blue that almost glowed in the darkened bar. “Look, I understand if it’s too much to take in, but I hope you realize it’s.. Nothing strange, okay?”

“What?” He almost glared at her. “Seriously, who do you think I am? I won’t look at you differently just because you’re into women!” The intensity of his voice had risen in the past few minutes and Asami slapped him over his arm, trying to shush him down.

“Not everyone has to listen to you yelling, stupid,” she added, a warm smile returning to her face, “But I’m really happy to hear that.”

“So what now, you’re looking for a girlfriend, is that is?” he grinned widely, his eyes tracing a familiar place slowly coming up to them. “Heads up, a possible candidate’s approaching!” He laughed softly and before she had the chance to respond, Asami was greeted by that same husky voice she felt herself be mesmerized by.

“Hi there.” Korra smiled at them, offering a hand to Mako. “I’m Korra and you’re Mako, right? Bolin’s bro?”

“Hey, yes I am, how’d you know? Has Bolin been showing my baby pictures around again?”

Korra laughed out and Asami felt a sharp pang in her chest, her hand sliding on the counter, holding onto it, an awkward smile across her face as her heart skipped a beat. Or two. Or possibly seventeen.

“No, but he did show us a few pictures from your last vacation together, well, actually he forced us into watching the whole slideshow before rehearsal a few days ago,” she continued laughing which shortly dispersed into soft chuckles before she turned to Tenzin, “Hey could we have 4 more beers, please?” she smiled softly before turning her attention to Asami. “Hi.” She flashed her most warming smile and her eyes scanned the girl sitting next to Mako as she tried hard not to let out a ‘wow’ escape her lips. This girl was something else, alright, and Bolin sure was wrong – she is a lady, a daaamn fine lady. She’d have to ask him about her later and possibly ask about her numb-

“Hey. I’m Asami.” Her thoughts were interrupted by the girl’s gentle but slightly sultry-sounding voice and Korra’s heart tried beating evenly but was failing miserably. She managed to offer her hand for a handshake and could feel her heart drumming in her ears as the other girl took her hand and squeezed gently. Her thumb (accidentally?) brushed over Korra’s and she could swear she caught a very distinct, familiar glimpse in her eyes. The ‘I’m liking what I’m looking at’ look.

But she quickly shrugged it off and turned her attention to Tenzin, grabbing the 4 beers from the counter and turning to quickly say “Gotta run!” with a wide smile before dashing backstage, making her way through the crowd.

“Well she’s a candidate, alright” Mako chuckled, turning to Asami, “She looks even better up close, right?”

“Ahuh.” It was all Asami could manage, caught off guard by that gorgeous smile and ocean blue eyes that stared at her as if she was the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen.

“Oh wow, I’ve never seen you so taken by someone, what’s this, love at first sight?”

“I.. I’m not sure” she managed to mumble, finally turning to him, “I.. She, uh, she’s something else right? I mean, she’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” She looked at him as if looking for confirmation, as if she wanted to make sure she had every reason to be mesmerized.

“Well she certainly has something special, I give you that. I mean, how often do you see a girl with such eyes, that’s really something.”

“Mhm,” she turned to Tenzin, taking her glass of wine and drinking in a mouthful of the lovely substance, enjoying the feeling it left as it trailed through her throat. She needed it, that was sure.

“She plays well too,” Mako continued, “And I think she sings even better, really. I mean, just look at the crowd, they’re loving it.”

“Yeah, she’s good” Asami smiled, turning back to face the stage.


Wow. Wooooow. Why is she so gorgeous? Why are her eyes sooo green? How can they be so beautiful? Why was she looking at me like that? Was she staring? Why’d she have to sound so heavenly? Did she brush her thumb over mine? Why?! Korra’s thoughts were running wildly around her mind as she rushed behind the stage, trying to get away from Mako and Asami as fast as possible because the girl’s beauty struck her too hard too fast. Yeah, she had a thing for black-haired beauties but damn it, this one was more than just a simple beauty, this girl fell from heaven and she stared at her as if she wanted to take Korra back to heaven with her.

But it was time to get back to the real world so she hastily took a sip, no, took a large mouthful from her bottle of beer before having the rest of the band take their bottles out of her arms.  I’ve got a show to finish. Just two more hours. No glancing her way, Korra. No trying to see if she’s looking. No eye contact. Reality, Korra. Reality. Their break was nearing it’s end as they made their way back to the stage, pushing the curtains away, holding their bottles in their hands as each settled at their spot.

Korra pulled a pack of Lucky Strike just before leaving for the stage and took one cigarette out, placing it swiftly in her mouth and lighting it up with a zippo she pulled out of her back pocket, making her way on the stage.

Tenzin usually didn’t allow smoking but tonight he made it a privilege and Korra really needed it. She really, REALLY needed it. What’s one every blue moon? God, those green ey- no, NO NO, no green eyes, song, song, what’s next, SONG – her thoughts continued their wild rampage inside her mind as she took her guitar, strapping it over her shoulder and finally, after shuffling around the stage for some two minutes, stalling for time, turned her gaze up and yes.

She was there. Staring. Those green eyes she prayed wouldn’t be turned her way, were. Even all the way at the back, Korra could feel her gaze. “Iris?” She turned to Bolin swiftly, taking in one last puff of her cigarette before putting it out in an ashtray on one of the speakers, Bolin nodded and the music finally began, Korra strumming the beginning on her guitar, her mind finally letting go of the pair of gorgeous eyes seared in her mind as her favourite song came into focus.


“Want me to ask Bolin for her number?” Mako asked, an honest smile on his ever serious face.

“I.. I don’t know,” Asami stopped speaking as soon as her eye caught some movement on the stage. She instantly turned around to observe, to see her, to catch those eyes. She needed confirmation that she could do something, needed a look, a nod, a smile. Anything. And there she was, that gorgeous girl, shuffling around the stage, not looking at her and puffing on her cigarette. She hadn’t noticed any so far so she guessed it wasn’t as often as one would imagine, her genius brain quickly jumping from one conclusion to the other. But before she could answer Mako, she caught Korra’s gaze, clear and steady and her lips curved upwards just slightly, only Mako managed to notice.

“Or not.. I guess you’ll have it by the end of tonight, right?”

“I think I’ll try to, yes” she grinned. “There’s something about her, it’s stupid, I know, I’ve never seen this girl before but, have you ever felt someone just had something that pulled you in, tugged at your chest?”

“Once or twice. Well, twice, to be honest, but yes, I do know. It’s called a crush, Asami” he grinned, earning a light slap over his arm.

“Stupid. I’ll see how it goes. They’re about to start playing so shut up, I wanna listen.”

“Yes Miss Sato.”


“Don’t worry about the stuff, I’ll come by tomorrow and see if we missed anything, I’m sure Tenzin won’t mind!” Bolin voiced, just barely, having almost lost his voice while singing.

“Okay, I’ll head out then, have fun you two!” Korra grinned deviously at Bolin and Opal before grabbing her guitar case and heading out towards the door. She skidded past the tables, nodding politely towards Pema, Tenzin was apparently somewhere behind so she couldn’t see him, “Good night,” she added pulling out the same pack of Lucky Strike while pushing the slightly open front door with her leg. She’d barely managed to pull the pack out of her pocked when she felt a sudden flush of warmth on her arm. She turned around to find those emerald jewels staring at her from the dark of the street, illuminated by the moon just enough to make them appear even more heavenly.

“A-Asami?” She muttered, slightly shocked. She hadn’t really expected anyone being there at 2 am, let along the same girl she might have been developing a crush on.

“Hey. Did I startle you? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to” Asami mumbled quickly, “God, I’m so silly, I shouldn’t have waited like this in the dark, I’m such a creep, I’m so sorr- “Hey, it’s fine,” Korra interupted, coming to her senses as she pushed the pack of cigarettes back in her pocket, deciding now was not the time to light one.

“I, um.. I really loved your show tonight, you were amazing” she was trying to refer to the bend but really, it seemed as if she was talking only about Korra, the way she was staring into her eyes.

“Uh, thanks. I think it was really good for a first gig” Korra mumbled, her free hand scratching the back of her neck nervously as she grinned slightly, “We’re still rookies, though.”

“Practice makes perfect.”Asami winked a little, shivers spiking down Korra’s spine.

God, that was.. UGH.

“Listen, uhm..” Asami continued, nervousness could be traced even in her voice, though she thought of herself very confident when it came to matters of courtship, “I was thinking, maybe.. We could grab a cup of coffee tomorrow?” She smiled encouragingly, trying not to sound like a stalker.

“I’d love to!” Korra spewed the words before she was even aware they’d formed in her head. She blushed a deep crimson and glanced quickly away for a moment, before looking back at Asami.

“Oh, you would? That’s brilliant! I mean, great, uhm, could I have your number then? I’ll text you the details, if that’s okay with you?”

“Sure, give me your phone” Korra smiled, reaching out.

Asami pulled out her phone from purse, handing it to Korra, barely managing to suppress the tremble appearing in her hands and she swiftly took the phone back and shoved it back into her purse, smiling at Korra.

“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.” Korra smiled widely, her ocean blue’s shining brightly. Asami felt like she could drown in those eyes right there, at the middle of the street, at that very moment. But not before she got to know the girl a little better. And tomorrow, she made up her mind, would be even more amazing.

“Yeah, tomorrow.” Asami nodded, smiling warmly at Korra, “Well, my car’s that way, you need a ride?”

“Nah, I’m fine, my flat’s just down the street,” Korra chuckled, pointing in the opposite direction, “Till tomorrow then!”

“Till tomorrow,” Asami smiled, her heart nearly bursting out of her chest as she turned on her heels and made her way towards her car.

 Korra turned around, making her way down the street, a wide grin – no, it wasn’t a grin, it was the biggest smile ever – on her face, as she made her way to the place she called her home.