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A different chance meeting

Practice. Why did practice have to be so early? Joining the Fire Ferrets was a great idea and Korra was having fun; but waking up early was just not something she was looking forward to every morning. Today, it finally caught up to her and she was running late. "Thanks Pema!" Taking a very quick breakfast from what Pema had half-coked, Korra was out the temple in a blur and waterbending her way across the bay to the city. Even with her practice clothing and helmet, she managed it easily enough. The ferry would have taken too long.

After she made her way through the streets on foot, she didn't have time to try and work out the public transportation schedules, Korra was finally able to see the large golden building off in the distance. A boost of energy came from that and she lighted up as she locked her eyes on her destination and ran full tilt into the street. As usual, she ignored the honking and other loud sounds of the city. They would only distract her from her goal

"Almost there!"

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That detail got Korra to scan the large dining room with her eyes, and she did catch a few that were looking right before hastily going back to their meal. Korra placed her hands in her lap and looked over at Asami while giving her two thumbs up from behind the table cloth.

Quiet next time, she put that to memory.

Then after a moment, she grinned at there being a next time; it let her no she didn't mess up too badly. But the waiter arrived and Korra looked over the proffered menu with the tip of her tongue sticking out between her lips.

"What's your favorite?"

"Well, I like pretty much anything chocolate..." she murmured as she peered over Korra's shoulder to look at the menu. The one intended for her viewing sat ignored in front of her.

"Why don't you surprise me?" She raised her eyebrows at Korra, once again hardly minding the waiter.

"It won't be much of a surprise, because I like chocolate too." Said with a bright smile as her eyes hungrily scoured the menu before settling on a selection. "I like the three layered slice of cake, how about-" Korra turned to ask Asami, oblivious to the fact that she was right there over her shoulder, and her nose brushed against hers.

"...you?" She was looking directly into her green eyes and could feel the heat rise up in her cheeks.

Maybe Asami just hadn't had enough time to react and not make it quite as awkward. Or maybe she just didn't care enough to move away. Another option would be that she flat out didn't want to.

Details.

"That sounds delicious." Asami's voice was lowered appropriately, given their proximity. Her eyes lingered on Korra for a brief, telling moment before she sat back and turned to the waiter.

"Two slices of that cake, then."

Korra sucked in the breath that carried Asami's words and her eyes were completely locked on Asami's for that moment; her mouth feeling dry. Blinking, as if she was some place else entirely, Korra did the same and looked at the waiter.

"Big slices, please!" She said happily, unconcerned about anything else just then. "I could really use a chocolate overload right now."

Asami hummed quietly in agreement as the (slightly bewildered) waiter wrote down their orders and left.

"So... What were we talking about?" It was phrased like a joke, but she honestly coudn't remember.

"Chocolate lips." It sat in the air hardly an instant before Korra tried to correct whatever just slipped out of her. Even she didn't know what that was. "I mean, showing some places in town. No, wait. Cars?" She really didn't remember either, that heady feeling wiped out quite a bit from her mind.

"Date." WORDS.

Asami chuckled as she watched Korra flounder for words.

"Not yet..." she teased after the 'chocolate lips' comment. If there had been any doubt in Asami's mind as to how Korra was viewing this meeting, they were gone.

"They haven't even brought us the cake yet."

"Is it it hot in here?" Korra reached for her glass of water, making it ice cold again and chugged the rest of it down. Quickly.

Practice, Korra took some time to work up a sweat. Dinner, a few choice words that correlate with her thoughts has her temperature rising more than she's used to. "You're hot too, right?" It was the correct question, but she mentally slapped herself for not thinking ahead.

"It's a little warm, I guess." As much as she was enjoying this, she did feel sympathy for Korra. Her smile softened, and she leaned forward to get a better look at the other girl.

"Korra... You don't have to be nervous about anything."

She couldn't hide her sheepish look and Korra furrowed her brow. "Sorry. I just-" without thinking about it she brought up her hands as if to describe something, and left them in front of her. "really never had anything like this happen before."

There was a pause and she lowered her head slightly and looked up at Asami. "With anyone."

"No reason to apologize." Asami didn't point out that it had been pretty obvious. She shrugged.

"We'll take this however you want. If I... come on a little strong, just let me know. 'kay?" She knew that she had a tendency to do that. Do enjoy the attention, the reactions.

That assurance was exactly what Korra needed, even if it may have been obvious to Asami; Korra was glad to get that out. It untied the knot in her stomach that had been slowly tightening since they started talking about having a date set up.

"Okay. But, I think I can handle it." The corners of her mouth pulled into a smile that had a slight, devious hint. Diving head first into things had been Korra's usual approach to just about anything and she would have done so by now were it not for the atmosphere they were in.

"Okay." Asami gave Korra a quick wink as she smoothed her dress over her legs. That was all the reassurance she needed.

It wasn't long until the waiter was approaching with two plates of cake. The 'big slices' request had clearly been taken to heart.

Satisfied and at ease, Korra grabbed her plate with both hands and slid it over to her. She was about to grab her fork and just dig right in, but she paused to glance at Asami. The thought she had was another impulse the Avatar didn't fight off. She stood up as best she could and tugged the rope to close the privacy curtain, sitting down when the light of the lamp on wall was the only light they had.

Giving a smile while biting down on both her lips, Korra took a piece of the cake with her fork and held it out to Asami.

...Well the Avatar certainly knew how to take initiative.

Asami had just been about to take a forkful of her own dessert when she noticed Korra's silent offer. It was her turn to turn a little pink in the lowered light. Keeping her eyes on Korra's and a little grin on her face, she craned her neck to take the forkfull between her lips.

Feeding someone else was something Korra had been wanting to do and she smiled brightly when Asami went to take a bite, but she ended up staring back into Asami's eyes instead of watching her eat.

But she did get to see that bit of color in her peripheral vision.

Slowly, Korra withdrew the fork from her lips and the lightest breath holding a pleased hum came out of her. "First bite's always the best one."

"Mmm." Asami nodded as she took a fork-full of her own cake and held it out to Korra as she swallowed.

"Your turn." Her tongue poked out to like the chocolate off her lips.

Even though they were in the privacy, Korra had a nervous feeling feeling crawl up from her stomach and her mouth wavered slightly as she opened it to take the bite. That slight shakiness along with her looking up at Asami caused her to drop some crumbs and an apology was garbled through the cake on her tongue as she went to pick off the bits that fell on her chest.

Very new at this.

Asami laughed lightly with Korra's fumble. She set her fork down for a moment, lifting the napkin from her lap and offering it to Korra.

"Here- As far as I know, cake isn't a fashion statement."

"I sure hope not, that'd be a waste of food." Smiling her thanks, Korra took the napkin and got off most of the crumbs. She scooped a large piece of cake onto her fork and chomped down on it. "This stuff is so good." Were it not for her pacing herself, Korra would have demolished her slice in little to no time.

"It is," Asami agreed, taking a slightly more... contained bite of her own cake.

So... What do two girls talk about over dinner? Probending? It was all she could really think of.

"So you guys are gearing up for the playoffs. Is training going well?"

Already keeping herself in check by only taking large bites, Korra could only wonder why Asami was torturing herself by taking small bites. But she did try smaller bites, even if they didn't coat her entire mouth with flavor.

"I'd love it if we could make it to the finals! Training's going good and helping me get the rules down." Not that she hasn't broken one or two on purpose, but still. "Maybe if we make it, we can throw a party." Not like she had the chance to attend any parties.

Not yet anyway.

"You guy's will make it. I'm sure. And hey, if you do, I'll throw you a party if you want." Asami gave Korra another wink. Tossing around a party or two was hardly a big thing in her book, and she liked to think of herself as one of the Fire Ferret's biggest fans.

"The rules aren't too complicated, thankfully. Just so long as you don't go tossing fireballs at anyone." She chuckled.

"Just so long as they don't do something to deserve it." She pointed her fork at Asami as she said it, he smile just behind it and only slightly ruined by the bit of chocolate frosting around her mouth.

"But I'd love to do that. It'd be my first party." The sound of her fork clinking on her plate made her look down in surprise at the lack of cake. That wasn't fair, she went out of her way to do smaller bites.

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