Cosmic Ice

Eat shit Earthlings

Asami felt her pulse quicken at the kiss on the cheek Korra just gave her, it was platonic though.
Because kisses on the cheek are platonic, kiss kisses aren't. Why wouldn't you catch feelings if someone kissed you? Kisses are a romantic gesture so you're gonna feel some romance.

There's no way she's not blushing right now I mean, If you're used to having so little of something from someone and then suddenly you get a piece of what you-- hypothetically-- could be getting. For Asami that was the little peck on the cheek, it wasn't even one that lasted half a second but it felt like... everything.

She had to quickly say something, anything to feel any other emotion and fast. "Kisses on the cheek are platonic dumbass" Asami scoffed focusing her mind on the fact that now she has to redo her tie, attempting annoyance rather than fluster. She reached for the shell of her tie but clearly the hockey player had other plans, pulling her back down with enough force to be right by her face. Asami full on prepared for another 'tease' of sorts that all went down the drain when she felt Korra hold onto her cheek.

She wouldn't commit to the bit this much for someone who hates physical contact, so was Korra going to kiss her? Did Asami want her to kiss her? Would she mind? kissing a girl, now that she thinks about it

Not necessarily...

"I wasn't going to hesitate but you're blushing a lot and I don't know if it's because you're mad at me or you're into me so" Korra whispered holding eye contact with Asami. She let go of the tie, "Don't be into me" Korra stretched. Asami furrowed her brows and took off her tie for what felt like the hundredth time, "You're a genuine self absorbed, arrogant, ignorant, fucking insolent child who thinks everyone's in love with her" she claimed in a defensive irritation.

Korra smirked and chuckled, "Because everyone is in love with me. Not you though" she pointed to the Sato, "Me and you are just friends, don't catch feelings. I like you as a friend". Asami smiled, "You and I" she said coyly causing Korra confusion, "What?". "You and I are just friends. And the fact that you would assume I'm in love with you-- means you've been thinking about me." Asami shook her head in a passive aggressive pity, "Don't catch feelings. I don't even like you as a friend"

Asami sighed in relief, "I'm gonna find out your surname by the way. So just tell me now, because I'll know it end of day either way" Korra scoffed with a smug expression, "You're so fucking obsessed with me. You're not going to find out, keep dreaming princess" she retorted in a confidence that she was right. Asami hummed, "If that's what lets you sleep at night. What do I get when I do though?" she countered in double the confidence that she could. Korra huffed, "You're not going to"

"I am, what do I get?"

"No you're not"

"It gives me migraines to argue with an idiot"

Korra rolled her eyes, "Then stop talking to yourself dumbass. I know more than you" she chuckled. Asami crossed her arms, "The only thing you know is how to run on ice and I know for  a fact that penguins are faster than you" "I guess you would know fast wouldn't you? And good for you for knowing about penguins it seems to be an ancestral knowledge" Korra sighed. "The only ancestral knowledge you have is probably on Eris judging by your height" Asami chuckled.

"For the last fucking time I am not short, I'm literally five seven. You, are just tall"

Asami smirked, "That Harvey guy and you are the same age he's really tall, so I don't know what you're yapping about leprechaun" She huffed, "Should I be quivering in my boots for when there's a rainbow and you lead the dwarf inva-"

"Fuck you" Korra grumbled with narrowed eyes. Asami leaned down closer to her, "I bet you'd love to" she whispered in her ear causing a subtle warmth to find it's way to the hockey player's neck. Korra turned her head slightly with a coy smirk plastered across her lips, "So smart, how did you know?" she whispered back.

Asami tilted her direction to look at her in the eyes, "Cause I want to" "Break up with Iroh first, I really fucking hate cheating" Korra countered holding the eye contact. "So you've cheated on someone?" "No, I've unknowingly cheated with someone before. I would never subconsciously put anyone through that shit, princess" "You're talking like it's through experience. Don't call me princess" "I know I'm too perfect for that but it is. I'll call you whatever I want"

Korra dropped her gaze briefly to Asami's lips before to her eyes, "And since you don't believe in platonic kisses you cheated on Iroh with me just now" she chuckled causing Asami to move away, "That is not true" she pointed a finger at Korra, "Do not say shit like that. You kissed me"

"Who kissed who?" A voice disrupted. Asami felt a familiarity from the voice but couldn't exactly pinpoint until she saw Korra's face to instantly drop into a cold expression. She turned around to see just who they were talking about, "Iroh?" Asami said in confusion as he walked up to the two. 

He smiled, "Hey babe" he greeted in an apologetic tone. Asami scoffed, "Don't 'hey babe' me. Especially after how you were acting". Iroh scratched his cheek, "I'm..." he furrowed his brows and peaked behind Asami before flinching, "What are you doing here?" he huffed as Korra glared at him. "This is my fucking locker you dumbass-" "Woah, woah, woah okay don't call him that" Asami interrupted turning back to her, "calm down" she added.

Korra scoffed, "Don't ever tell me to calm down" Iroh narrowed his eyes "You, don't tell her what to do" he thundered pointing at her. Asami turned back to him, "Iroh keep qu-"
"Who the fuck do you think you are Ikari?" Korra retorted. "No why are you talking to my girl?" he countered. Asami sighed, "Can you please not do this?" she asked knowing that it could escalate into unnecessary shit.

Already people were filling the halls again meaning the next classes were starting, even worse for a situation where they both won't back down. Quite frankly Asami was feeling super uncomfortable right now, she still hasn't told Iroh she's working with Korra and now if these two start upping things it would be an even worse problem for her.

"Asami's not your property, don't let those words escape your cock sucking mouth again" Korra smirked ever so clearly pissing off Iroh as a guy with fragile masculinity. Iroh slammed the locker, "Watch your mouth you fucking dyke" he exclaimed in anger.

Asami furrowed her brows, "What is wrong with you?" she scoffed, "Don't ever fucking call her that Iroh" she demanded "She deserves it, you see how she's acting Asami!" he retorted. Korra made a two finger gesture, "This dyke's mouth has gotten more pussy than your train station ass" she chuckled, "I would say internalized homophobia but there's probably no more space in there since your full of cocks"

Asami scoffed and turned to her, "Korra also shut up"
Iroh furrowed his brows and his jaw gritted, he felt a genuine burning anger at the small fact that Korra was calling him gay. She knew it would make him more angry, as a six foot three high school boy with insecurities over his 'masculinity' he definitely would take it as the most gut wrenching insult to ever be spoken on this damned earth.

Iroh walked around to Korra, "Iroh stop it already. Go to class" Asami grabbed onto his shoulder and tried moving him but to no avail he didn't move, "No this fucker needs to learn-" "Mm-mm you need to learn to keep your teammates' cocks out of your as-" Iroh quickly and  forcefully swung his fist at Korra perfectly aiming at her nose. The impact was loud with the force behind it causing her to hit her head on the locker behind slightly. Mind you, Korra is two years younger than him with her height reaching below his shoulders so that hit had some oomf to it.

Asami eyes widened in shock she looked at him, "What the fuck Iroh?!" She turned back to Korra who was clenching onto her nose, "Korra- are you okay?". Korra seethed, "I keep fucking getting punched damnit..." she mumbled before taking in a sharp inhale.

"I'll do it again if you keep fucking disrespecting me" he thundered and she only scoffed, "Well now I don't feel threatened since you've proven to hit like a little bitch". Iroh narrowed his eyes and walked back to her but Mako quickly grabbed onto his jacket, "Did you hit her?!" he interrogated in disbelief, Iroh didn't lose his shit easily but when he did he'd also lose all his logic and that wasn't a good combo.

"The fuck you say to me?! How are you going to talk shit with a broken nose?!" Iroh huffed. "Watching you try and play football hurts more than this by the way, deaf bastard" Korra countered. Mako furrowed his brows, "Korra stop provoking him" he demanded. She pinched onto her nose tighter feeling a burning pain. Korra looked at him with squinted eyes, "Are you only on the team so you have an excuse to go in the locker rooms and fap to your teammates dicks?"

Iroh ripped Mako's hand off of him before walking back to Korra and grabbing onto the fabric of her jersey to lift her up, "I'll fucking kill you" he scowled. Korra moved her head slightly back in disgust, "You have dick breath. Brush your teeth with the other white liquid okay?" she poked, Iroh slammed her into the locker behind causing her to cough, "You're fucking with my patience Ikari" she warned but he glared at her.

Mako looked to another student who was watching, "Hey- call a teacher!" he ordered knowing Iroh's a big dude there wasn't any way he could stop him, "Shut up already" he demanded looking back at Korra. Asami tried racking her brain for anything that could defuse him,

Wait- he came to apologize 
Perfect

"Iroh I'll break up with you if you don't leave her alone" The Sato threatened and Iroh's demeaner softened just barely. He clenched his jaw whilst about to let go of her but she made a small mocking gesture poking her cheek with from the inside of her mouth with her tongue. Iroh genuinely felt his face burn in rage, he let go of the jersey but swung at her abdomen getting a wheeze, "*cough* shit I think I deserve a...little effort?" Korra groaned now slumping over on the ground.
 
Iroh and Korra haven't had a single interaction where they're not at each other's throats, Asami truthfully wanted to change that. She thought maybe they could be friends or something but there's this deep rooted hatred ever so clearly unchangeable.

Iroh turned to Asami, "You saw her humiliate me and you're taking her side?!" he huffed. Asami narrowed her eyes and shook her head, "They are no sides dumbass!-- Just go already" she exclaimed and his brows knitted together. Mako tried to get between them and block Iroh off though he was way stronger, "Dude leave her alone. You're fucking ten times her age and size, this isn't a fair fight" he said before Iroh shoved him out the way.

Asami felt partly guilty for this, why? Because she's the reason Iroh came over here and she couldn't even prevent him from hurting Korra-- Damn, that had a sting to it, her being the reason Korra got hurt, why? She somewhat cares for her.

Iroh withdrew his leg to prepare for a heavy kick but Korra powerfully clenched onto behind his kneecap causing him to lose balance and fall slamming his jaw onto her shoulder biting his tongue in the process. She grabbed a fistful of his hair from behind lifting his head so he could see her eyes, "I'll beat the ever living shit out of you, till your face is minced and your bones are holding your skin up like a fucking bivouac. I was giving you a chance to fuck off but you can't for the life of you seem to do that, so let me tell you one more time, stop testing my fucking patience you retarded piece of spoilt bigot shit" Korra whispered in a deadpan tone.

Before Iroh could respond a teacher finally came up in a jog, "Break it up! Right now!" Coach Lin Beifong yelled. Korra let go of him and he tried to get up but a thundering painful sensation infiltrated the part of his leg where Korra had clenched onto. "Shit..." he winced under his breath as the coach scanned the situation, "Both of you to the principles office!"