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Title: Miles to Go
Author: SplishySplash
Genre: Hurt/Comfort/ Romance
Pairing: MAKORRA, this one mentions Masami
Rating:K
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This one is a little filler chapter, yada yada character development and all that jazz.
Summary:  Asami approached Mako.



It was another day before Korra was coherent again and at that point, she holed herself in meditation. She sat cross legged and eyes closed under the gazebo, completely still and completely unlike her. Mako sat with her for a while before Tenzin fended him away. "You don't think she's on some sort of Avatar thing, do you?" Mako asked, standing at the edge of the path.

Tenzin shook his head. "I don't think that she is on a spirit world journey." He answered with a frown. "I think she feels out of control, she needs time to get back on track with her training."

Mako sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "What do we do?" He asked.

The young man was beginning to become a permanent fixture around the Air Temple, but he was growing restless. "Go home and get some rest." Tenzin suggested, clasping him on the shoulder. "She'll be up in no time, her restlessness will have her probending with you guys in no time."

It was reassuring, but Mako was sure that she wasn't going to be normal anytime soon. So with a deflated sigh, he turned on his heels. He froze and looked back at the older Airbender. "You'll call if something changes?" He asked.

Tenzin nodded and watched the young man leave. Turning his gaze back to the young woman, he sighed before taking post next to her and closing his eyes to meditate.

*

Mako walked home with his hands in his pocket. He hadn't been home in a couple of days and he was in desperate need to change his clothes. His brother had stopped by occasionally to check in on him, but he seemed to have forgotten something.
And that something was sitting on his couch. Asami Sato.

She stood up looking concerned when he closed the door. "Are you okay? You look like you've been run over by a Komodo-rhino." She asked.

He gave a half smile, he wasn't really in the mood for her. "Yeah, I'm fine." He said, falling on to his couch with a thud.

She sat down a little more gracefully, curling into his side.  "I feel like I haven't seen you in a while." She said smoothly. He could detect something in her voice, but he couldn't place it.

"I'm sorry, there was a bit of an emergency. . ." He started and she interrupted.

"Not with Bolin, though?" She asked.

Mako shook his head. The ever level headed Asami Sato was looking for a fight that he wasn't ready to face. "Korra has been having a rough couple of days." He said, it was a pretty ambiguous statement for what really had happened. He respected Korra's privacy enough to leave it at that.

She frowned, putting her lip out just a little and they fell into a silence. She opened her mouth a couple of times trying to find the words to say and Mako knew she wanted to ask in an upscale and classy way to fish out just what had happened during his disappearance. "Just say what you are going to say." He finally said.

"Well, don't you think that it was a little . . . "She started and he was starting to get angry. ". . . a little premature for her to challenge Amon and stupid of her to actually face him?"

Anger flashed through the reserved fire bender. "She wouldn't have challenged him if she wasn't tricked on to that stupid taskforce." He said, pushing her away and standing up.  
Asami looked offended. "Well if she wasn't so sure of herself and her skills, she would not have been tricked into joining the taskforce. She's not even a fully realized Avatar and hasn't mastered Airbending." Argued Asami indignantly, looking up at him.

"Why are you really here, Asami?" Mako asked.
She huffed. "You left me after the party saying that you had an emergency to deal with and then I find out that you have spent the last three days with her, what do you want me to think?" She said angrily, jumping up to her feet.

"That I am a good enough man to stay true to the woman I am dating while I am supporting my friend who needed me." He answered with a growl.

Her soft features turned hard. "Maybe I needed you too! She's the avatar! She's got all of the support in the world. . . " Asami yelled angrily.

He shook his head and ran his hands through his disheveled hair. "She doesn't have any support for her wellbeing. If I had been paying attention . . ." He yelled, until Asami stopped him.

"You blame yourself for her . . . foolishness?" She yelled back.

Mako took a step towards her, fire in his ember eyes. "I should have been there to protect her!" He roared. "I should have stopped her from challenging Amon and I should have stopped her from being on that stupid taskforce that got her into that mess."

"Why should YOU be the one to do it? YOU should be with me, your GIRLFRIEND and let one of her many supporters look out for HER wellbeing." She was yelling in his face, her normally composed features were gone and replaced with frown wrinkles and flushed cheeks.

"Because I love her, okay?" He shouted and suddenly the room fell silent, one could hear a pin drop and it would be deafening. Before anything could be said Asami stormed out of the room, throwing the door open and bumping into Bolin.

"Hey Asami . . ." Bolin greeted, but frowned when she ignored him and ran down the stairs. He turned back to see his brother sit on the couch, hard. "What's with her?"

Mako groaned and covered his face with his hands. Had he really said that? Out loud and to the girl he was dating? He shook his head and got up, leaving his brother alone in the apartment as he walked out of the arena and onto the quiet streets.

*

Korra sat there, ignoring the requests from Tenzin and Pema to eat and she even ignored the children's attempt at distraction. She sat with her eyes closed, feeling her muscles ache under her straight posture. She was going to sit there until she got answers from somebody, anybody at this rate. She had done her research and heard stories from Master Katara about Aang's visit to the spirit world and how the past Avatars had helped him during the one hundred year war and building of Republic City.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

The meditation was really starting to clear up her mind. Tarrlock did trick her into
doing this and she did face Amon and she did go into the Avatar State. When she thought about it, maybe the whole thing was a plot to get her into the Avatar State. There was so many scenarios to get to that thought and yet, why was Tarrlock in a hurry to take down
the Equalists?

Her mind was racing and she had to force herself to breathe easy.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Her mind cleared and a slight smile came to her unusually stoic face. Mako. He had spent the last three days at her side, chasing away the bad dreams and wiping away her tears. She appreciated his gesture and suddenly felt bad that she had ignored him today. She needed Aang, Roku, Kyoshi and the predecessors before them to tell her what she needed to do.

She felt a presence next to her. The footsteps were not as light as all of the Airbenders and not as loud as all of the White Lotus guards, it was as if she could sense him. Mako took the seat next to her and his scent was overwhelmingly distracting.
Mako didn't say anything, only sat there and his presence seemed tense.

For the first time all day, she opened her eyes and looked at him. He gave a weak version of his half smile, giving her the go ahead to finish meditation and that he could wait. She turned her head forward and closed her eyes again.

This time sending her into the spirit world.
Asami Approaches Mako

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Kmc995's avatar
you are are wonderful writer! I tried writing my first LoK fic and it did NOT turn out as great as this did! Please cotinue and update soon - I can't wait to see what happens with Korra in the Spirit world, and OF CORSE with Mako!

~Krista