Asami had to hide her discomfort as she watched Korra try—and fail again and again to move her legs even an inch. Her hand roughly brushing though Naga’s fur as the polar bear dog lay nearby; earning a soft whine.
“Sorry girl.” She quickly whispered, only to earn a tongue wrapping around her hand in response.
Seeing tears in the once optimistic girl’s azure eyes broke Asami’s heart.
“This is useless! I’ll never be able to walk…..I may as wells be dead!” Korra exclaimed, her voice breaking with emotion that she tried to hold back.
It didn’t take Asami long to reach the other girl, kneeling down by her.
“Korra it’s only been four and a half weeks. It will take time.” She stated, her voice soothing though her emerald eyes sparked with panic.
“Why don’t you just go home Asami? I’m not the Avatar…you don’t have to stick around.” Korra whispered, looking away from the raven haired adolescent.
The young engineer couldn’t explain the anger that ripped through her upon hearing those words.
“Korra…I don’t care if you’re the Avatar or not. I didn’t want to become your friend because you were the avatar…I became your friend because of your warm personality.” Asami admitted, her voice raising ever so slightly, catching Korra off guard.
Katara slipped from the room then, deciding to give the two some time to work things out themselves.
“You’re just saying that.” The universal bender accused, only to earn a hard look.
“Why would I ‘just say that’ Korra? I have nothing to gain from you but friendship. In all truth I never really had real friends until I ran over Mako on my scooter and met you and Bolin.” She pointed out, her voice rigid.
Suddenly a sob wrecked Korra’s body, the sound shattering Asami’s heart and making her instantly feel guilty for admonishing the smaller girl.
“I’m useless.” She whimpered, earning a sigh.
“No you’re not…don’t say that.” Asami assured, her tone softer than it had been earlier.
After a while the avatar calmed down and glanced at Asami, her expression so poignant that the C.E.O felt tears prick her own eyes.
“Did you mean all of that?” she sniffed, wincing as she rubbed the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand.
“Of course I did.” Asami retorted, forcing a smile that she hoped was reassuring.
After a few minutes of silence the universal bender finally spoke, glancing up at her best friend.
“Can you go get Katara? I want to try again.”
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Time To Heal
FanficWhat if Korra had let Asami come with her to the southern water tribes when she was injured? What if it was during this time that their feelings for each other began to develop clearly? Would Korra's healing go by quicker or will it be slowed down b...
