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-"You said WHAT?!" It almost seemed like Korra's eyes were going to pop out of her head.
Jinora put up an innocent smile and shrugged. "Hey, he was kind of cute. Besides, how can I deny the guy I shot in the stomach?" Suddenly, a devious thought appeared in Jinora's mind. "And hey, you're the one dating a stripper, you're not really in a position to pass down judgment when it comes to relationships."
Korra changed a shade at this comment. "I-I'm not dating..."
Bolin laughed out loud at this. "Korra, we all know Asami doesn't charge you. She's been batting for the other team longer than you have, and she's putting more effort into you than vice versa, so you might as well stop pretending and ask her out on a real date."
The blush that spread over Korra's face after this comment put a massive grin on everyone there. It was the Saturday afternoon after Jinora visited Kai in the hospital, and she found Korra, Opal, and the Fabulous Dealing Brothers hanging out at Korra's place, and it didn't take them long to invite her in to join them. She was in the process of becoming closer to Mako and Bolin, and the Kai-incident definitely accelerated that.
Bolin had been very concerned with Kai as well, and had made a few trips to the hospital. Now though, the younger one of the Dealing Brothers had spread the news that Jinora had agreed to a date with Kai as an apology.
"Thanks Bo, I appreciate that," Jinora said, smiling at him. Truth be told, she was a little bit nervous. Her date was later tonight, and she had pretty much no idea what to expect. She had been texting with Kai, sure (the phone wasn't his, but that's beside the point for the moment) but all they had agreed to was that he was going to pick her up at seven. "Anyway folks, it's been nice, but I have to go and get ready. I got a date to impress."
-"Don't forget to bring protection," Korra said, making the Brothers smile.
"Korra, I'm going on a date, not to war."
-"That's not the kind of protection I'm talking about."
A red blush raced over the younger girl's face, and she really wanted to get out of that room before Korra could find more ways to embarrass her. She made her way back to her own home as quickly as she could, where she started to prepare herself for her date.
Pema was startled when being weakly greeted by her daughter who rushed past her. "Is everything all right?" the woman asked, quite confused about her daughter's hurry. Jinora didn't respond as she was busy with getting her clothes off and looking for a towel to cover herself up. Korra's protection-remark kept roaming through her head. It won't get that far.
When she still didn't get an answer from her daughter, she set course to the younger's room before the two almost collapsed into each other. "What's that all about, Jinora?" Pema eyed the girl up and did not let go of her gaze while she was waiting for an answer.
Damn. How am I supposed to explain to her that I have a date with a petty criminal? The sharp eyes of her mother were piercing right through her, making her nervous. Fuck. This better be good or else I'm screwed. "I-I kind of... got a date," she stuttered.
Pema's eyes widened. "Are you serious?" She nodded weakly, not knowing what else to say. Pema clasped her hands together. "Oh, honey, that's wonderful news! I never would have thought you'd meet someone this soon!" Guess we're in the same boat then. "What is he like?" Jinora gulped. What is he like? If only she knew herself. She literally met the boy four days ago and their first encounter ended up with a shot thief and a fleeing drug dealer.
-"It's a boy, right?" Jinora almost choked. A faint blush came up her cheeks.
"Of course it's a boy!" The embarrassment was unbearable. This was going to be more awkward than she'd expected. I hope the date will be better...
Pema sighed in relief. "Well, you know you can't meet someone I don't know anything about. What's his name?"
"His name is Kai." Jinora calmed down a bit. Her mother just wanted some information and if it meant that she could continue after this, she'd go along. "He went to my school a few years ago but dropped out eventually," she explained. And another lie. She'd stopped counting them after what seemed like the thousandth lie. It didn't make her happy to once again lie to her mother, but as long as it would keep her above the water, it was the only possible option. Things needed to be done. So far, everything was going surprisingly well, but she had to keep this up. The Kai-incident only reminded her in what the stakes were in this game, and it was one she couldn't afford to lose. The older woman seemed to be surprised at this and that was when Jinora realized her error. To save her ass, she quickly added: "He lives on 82nd Street now and is working at the power plant." Pema nodded slowly.
-"So he seems to be a slogging man." If only you'd know. "How did you two meet?" Shit. She's pressing me out like a damsel in distress.
"Ehm, we kinda stumbled into each other and there was an accident ... He then kinda asked me out on a date to make amends and I kind of accepted." If she's going to ask about the 'accident' I'll be fucked like Korra. In a non-literal way. But her mother seemed to call it quits.
-"One last question." Damn it, I'm running late. "Do you intend to sleep with him?"
"Mom!" A furious blush raced over her face again when she remembered Korra's words. But Pema didn't seem to notice - or care.
-"Jinora Gyatso, I asked you a question. Do you want to sleep with him?"
"Holy crap, NO!" Why was it that everyone assumed her to jump in bed with him? Did she really turn into that kind of person or did everyone only have a weak impression of her? Pema nodded again until she started off again. "And-"
"Mom, I'm literally standing naked right in front of you and the towel's the only thing that's covering me up and I'm running late!"
-"O-okay. You're right. I think I shouldn't stand in your way any more." She made way for her and Jinora didn't wait another second before she quickly passed her mother who was left alone in the doorframe.
After a good shower she set course back to her room, only to be stopped by Ikki who approached her. Jinora groaned. "What is it, Ikki?" She gave her sister a snappish look. But the younger girl didn't show any reaction to it and instead said: "Mom said I should give you this." She stretched her hand out to reveal a wrap. Realizing what it is, Jinora took a sharp breath. It was a condom. Suddenly concerned about her womanhood, she tightened her grip of the towel and quickly snatched the wrap out of Ikki's hand before the younger could ask any questions.
Without paying any more attention to her sister, she rushed to her room and locked the door to keep out any intruders. She didn't know how much time had passed, so she opened the wardrobe and tossed everything away that didn't fit into a date-scene. After what seemed like an eternity, she looked at herself in the mirror with a pleased expression, because she never had a date before, her wardrobe couldn't give her what was needed, so that her choice fell on a new pair jeans, a white top and her good old shoes in the end, and her orange hoodie with the blue arrow on it.
She didn't even know where they would go to, but probably not to Kwong's Cuisine. She was a drug dealer with some cash, sure, but she couldn't afford to do hugely expensive things like that. And if her assessment of Kai was even a little accurate, neither could he.
Time had flown by quickly, but the Airbender was still on course. She stuffed her things into her front pocket, excluding the gun. Her gaze shifted to her bed, where the wrap was lying she'd tossed away earlier. You never can be sure enough.
Frustrated, she eventually took the wrap and put it into the pocket of her hoodie and left her room. A brief glance to the clock told her she was right on time, as It was 6:58 pm.
Knocks sounded from the door. Jinora quickly wanted to open it herself, but her sister beat her to it.
Damn. If she says one stupid thing, I swear I'm gonna... Her train of thoughts, however, was lost when she saw him. He was standing in the door frame with his usual fuzzy, dark brown hair, a green hoodie, black pants, black trainers and a crooked smile which she kind of adored. I am really falling for him, am I? ... Wait, stop, Jinora. You don't even know him. He's just some random guy who wants a date with you for reconciliation's sake. So there's no reason for you to actually have feelings for him.
-"Shall we?" he asked, pointing with a thumb to a random direction, his other hand being in his trouser pocket. She just nodded and was about to leave if it hadn't been for Ikki, whom she totally had forgotten.
-"Who is this?"
Kai gave her a questioning look. "You haven't told them?"
"Only my mom, because she's the only one who has to know." And because Ikki doesn't have to know everything.
-"Well, I wanna know too!" Ikki insisted.
"He's my date," she matter-of-factly replied. Before her sister could ask any other question, Jinora and Kai had already left.
On their way, there was no real conversation. One of them would make a compliment from time to time if they weren't busy with lumbering around.
"Well, I hope you like noodles," Kai eventually said. They stopped and a familiar restaurant came into view. Not the most perfect place for a first date, but not shabby either.
"You gotta love Narook's. In my opinion it's the best eating place here, despite of its difference in comparison to other fancy places like Kwong's. You know, people tend to think that this place is sleazy just because of the low prizes because according to them 'low prize means bad quality'. I can't understand those guys. I mean, you can get the best noodles here."
"Yeah, I agree. Just because it might be different doesn't mean it's bad." They went inside. It wasn't a big surprise to see it almost empty regarding the competition, but it didn't lose its charm. And lucky for them, they easily got a seat. When a waiter asked them, Kai ordered a bowl of noodles for the two of them.
"So, were you often to Narook's?" Jinora asked. "It seems like you really like this place."
"I just love those noodles actually," he said casually. A smile came across her face. "How are you related to this place? I suppose you're not someone who's actually attracted to food," he said, grinning.
She shrugged. "Sometimes I pick up some food here for home when my mother doesn't have time to cook for us or comes later from work. I actually like the noodles too," she told.
"Good," Kai said satisfied, "or else you wouldn't be human."
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on. You can't be into some noodles that much. It's just food," she stated. He didn't seem to be offended, anyways. "Though, it's damn good stuff. But hey, I don't want to be the guy that tells a girl what food she should like." A sigh of relief escaped her. "...although it's really good stuff," he added, smiling.
She sighed again. "Look, I really don't want to destroy your opinion about noodles. I'm not that type of person that's smashing the idea of noodles of someone else since I know that noodles have a big fan base and it would be inappropriate to stand there alone as a hater which I'm not for the record." He flashed her a smile. "Speaking of noodles, here they are."
The waiter handed them their bowls with the chopsticks over. Kai was about to tell the waiter that he could go when he saw Jinora's confused look at her bowl. "Is something wrong?" he asked. She looked up, suddenly being a little ashamed. "Well, I expected there to be a kind of soup in it. I really don't like eating dry things. I know that the noodles are juicy, but I am used to have a drink too usually."
He held his hand up. "No problem. I'll fix it." He turned to the waiter. "Some tea for the lady, please." The waiter nodded before walking off again, leaving the two alone. Blushing a bit, Jinora said, "That wasn't necessary. Thanks though." He casually waved it off. "Hey, no big deal, really. After all, that's how a gentleman treats a lady." She gave him another smile.
Both then turned their attention to their noodles. While eating, Jinora would shoot her date a few glances which stayed unnoticed. Some time later, she got her drink. "Thanks," she said, before the waiter left. She took a few sips, but stopped when noticing Kai's stare. "Is something?" she asked. He cringed. "Uh, no. Just thinking your way of drinking... nice, yeah."
She raised a brow. "You think my 'way of drinking' is 'nice'?"
He scratched his neck. "Well, yeah. Kinda sorta. Y' know, funny, sweet, uh, cute. Yeah.."
She blushed. "Thanks.. I guess." Without saying anything, they continued with eating, though there was a relaxed atmosphere between them.
Eventually, Jinora asked, "How does it come that you got into this business?" She felt a bit uncomfortable asking such a private thing, but a date is supposed to bring someone closer to each other which meant to share events of life.
He wasn't taken aback, anyways. "You mean to mug people? Well, let's say that my motivation for school wasn't the highest. I am living with foster parents who only have mild interest in me to say the most. And that's how I got into this whole 'mug-and-threaten-people-or-get-shot-by-a-pretty-drugdealer'-thing."
Jinora didn't know what to say. On one side, she was speechless, on the other side, she admired his relaxed attitude. He thinks you're pretty. At the end, she put up a faint smile. "At least you seem to be okay with it. And you're not the one who's gotta care for four people including yourself. I don't know which part's worse: the drug dealing or my siblings." Her mood darkened a little at the thought of her siblings. Kai chuckled at this.
"Well, you gotta go with the flow. I'm taking whatever chance I get. You need to cool off. Granted, a hard thing to do, considering you're being in torrid zone." She chuckled.
"I might get to it."
The rest of the date went really well with both of them enjoying their time together. It was the perfect opportunity to get the mind off, plus things seemed to work out great with Kai. Maybe this whole thing really's got some benefits.
In the end, they were standing outside the restaurant again, about to each go their separate ways, something that Jinora was, strangely enough, not looking forward to. "Thanks Kai. I... I really enjoyed tonight. With you, I mean," she quickly added.
He just smiled, ignoring how badly she was stumbling over her words. "I liked it too." He looked deep into her eyes, and it seemed that for the first time, Jinora noticed just how bright green his eyes were. Beautiful. His eyes briefly flicked down to her mouth, and she couldn't help but gently bite her lip.
Next thing she knew, his lips were on hers, though in all fairness it's partially because you are pulling yourself up by clinging onto his neck and standing on your toes. Damn you, short genetics. What surprised her most of all was just how good a kisser he was. For all their talk of noodles and the fact that he had nearly rammed a knife between her ribs, Kai was a nice kid, just like she had suspected.
Not to mention that he tastes delicious.
Jinora mentally facepalmed, before he broke the kiss again, a massive smile forming on both their faces.
-"Is that an invitation to a second date?" he asked, his smile morphing back into its usual crooked self.
The girl faintly blushed, and bashfully brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Yeah, I think it is."
"What are you talking about, we can't just drop this! It was a double homicide in broad fucking daylight!" Lin was glad it was only her and Saikhan in the room right now, because if he would be keeping this up, she would yell the entire station into the room thinking there was a war going on.
-"Lin, calm down. You remember how pessimistic that kid was?"
"Of course I do, and what I really want is to prove him wrong, that the criminals can't rule this city!"
Saikhan let out a long sigh. "You know what happened to that kid? He took a bullet to the stomach, they put him in the hospital."
This took her completely by surprise. Someone had actually shot him because he opened his mouth? If that was really the case, damn, Saikhan was right, as much as she hated to admit it. "Well, that gives us an extra reason to catch these bastards."
-"Lin, I want to catch them, but you have to be realistic. We have no leads. No suspects. Unregistered guns. And most of all, the line of people that wanted those guys dead stretches out the door and around the block."
She fell back into her chair and sighed, before pointing an accusing finger at her partner. "You know, with that attitude, it's a small wonder the criminals are ruling this town. You let them go the moment things start working against you."
He got an expression on his face like he was just forced to eat a very sour lemon, and looked like he was about to chew her out completely, when they got company from higher up. "Lin?" She turned around, looking straight at Captain Tarrlok. "A word please?" he asked, and walked back into his office.
Neither of them argued, and she followed him. "What's this about?"
-"Do you know why I had you transferred here?" he asked, not a hint of remorse in his voice.
"You did that? The report said it came down from the top. You must have a lot of brass in your pocket," she snidely remarked, making a loose jab at the fact that she had her suspicions he was corrupt.
Tarrlok just smiled. "Well, if you want to surround yourself with the best people, you don't need brass on your side, you need suits and ties." He paused for a moment. Lin realized her transfer, which she fought of course, was organized by the City, not by her superior. "Lin, you have been working here for about six weeks now. I want your assessment of Saikhan."
She squinted, cautiously eyeing Tarrlok up. Either he was playing her, in which case he was very good at covering up his true intentions, because it didn't look like he was lying. She decided to at least probe him, see what it brought her. "I think he lacks a spine. He's too easily tempted to do what is easy instead of what is right."
A slight smile tugged on the corners of Tarrlok's mouth, and he nodded approvingly. "Very good. That is precisely the reason I wanted you here." He stood up, and walked to the window, staring out. "I am well-aware of my reputation. People call me rude, brutal, even corrupt. And while it is true that I play loosely with the rules for the sake of the greater good, people don't tend to see that." He turned around again. "I love this city, and I want to fix it. That is why I pulled a lot of strings to have you transferred down here. You are tough as nails, incorruptible, and came with the highest recommendations from all of your previous superiors."
Lin raised a questioning eyebrow. "What are you getting at, sir?"
-"Have you heard of an individual called The General?"
She shook her head. Even though the name sounded vaguely familiar to her, she didn't know enough about him to make it worthwhile hearing Tarrlok's assessment of him.
-"The General is a kingpin in the drug ring here in the Dragon Flats. He sells pretty much everything he can get his hands on, and he has an army of dealers backing him. Now those guys are a dime a dozen in Republic City, but this guy is gaining influence, and fast. I've been trying to pin him for three years straight, but every time this bastard manages to slip away. There is nothing on him, no evidence, no fingerprints, no picture, we don't even have a name. But I know he's there."
"With all due respect, I'm in Homicide, not Narcotics."
-"Well, don't worry, this guy leaves a trail of bodies. There'll be plenty of both to work with. Those two on Taku were among them, so if you can catch whoever did that, you'll be one step closer to catching The General."
"And I take it I can't tell Saikhan about this?"
Tarrlok shook his head. "Well, it'd be hard to keep him out, wouldn't you think? But don't get me wrong Lin: you're in charge on this one. You track down every lead you can get your hands on, even if normal logic tells you it's a massive leap. And when you find something, you report it to me, and no one else, understand?"
-"Good, then you are dismissed."
Lin stood up, and sighed. Tarrlok did have a reputation, and he described it perfectly, and it was the primary reason she didn't trust him. But it was hard to argue with his reasoning. Why would he trust her with this, if he would stand to lose a lot of income if she actually did catch The General? Well, either that, or he's on the side of the opposition, but then they would need very deep pockets if what this guy says is true. It was not looking very good for her.
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Asami's lips skimmed over Korra's collarbone, as the pale girl kissed her way down the dealer's neck. She was back in The Triangle Club, only this time just to see Asami, not to supply Varrick with another bag of drugs for a change. They had quickly made their way into 'their' back-way private room, earning themselves a few crooked glances from various people, as Asami was the main attraction of the club.
Korra had already rid herself of her hoodie, and was now leaning back comfortably in the soft sofa the room offered, and between that and the sweet vodka mix they had procured themselves a bottle of, it was exceedingly comfortable.
Of course, she was slightly worried about Jinora finally entering the dating scene, not to mention that she had her doubts about the boy she was going on a date with. Even though Bolin assured her not to worry and that was a good kid, she couldn't help it. After all, he had proven himself willing to stab her before, or he could be out for revenge... Anything was possible really.
-"What's on your mind, gorgeous?" Asami asked, picking up on Korra's nerves.
"Oh, it's just, Jinora is going on a date, and it's just bothering me a little bit, know what I mean?"
-"Hmm-hm..." the stripper purred, snaking her hand under Korra's tank top, and gently started nibbling on her earlobe. She brushed over her well-defined abs, something that Korra took a lot of pride in. She worked out every day, fuck no, not in a gym, bunch of ball-washin' bastards, not when a bucket of water and a few cinderblocks on a broomstick would do it as well. Korra let out a low moan when Asami pressed a few kisses on the skin behind her ear, which had always been a soft spot for her.
-"Have you ever considered that you worry too much?" Asami asked, breaking away for a bit, before continuing her work on the other side.
Korra let out a soft moan at the sensation, and it became increasingly hard to focus on the problems on her mind with Asami working her up like this, especially with a hand under her top. "I just... oohhh, that's good..." she breathed, interrupting herself. "I just think that... I've been worrying about her for most of my life, and now I dragged her into my line of work as well."
The stripper let her hand slide down to the hem of Korra's pants, subtly undoing the button. It was hard to focus on anything other than the extremely scantily clad girl, who was dressed in her typical black lace, and that was about it, if you didn't count the four-inch heels. Not to mention, with her thumb already brushing the inside hem of her boyshorts, thinking straight was becoming incrementally harder.
-"Korra, just stop worrying about Jinora for a moment, and just relax," Asami purred, slipping her hand further into Korra's underwear, gently rubbing her swiftly wettning folds. It got another throaty moan from the dealer, and it brought a smile to Asami's face. She slipped her finger just a little bit further down, brushing them past her opening before pushing two in. "Just let it happen," the stripper breathed, before gently pulling on her bottom lip with her teeth, and pulling her in for a hot, wet kiss.
Korra moaned loudly at the sensation of Asami slipping two fingers inside her, and the wave of heat it sent racing through her body was quickly getting the better of her. Damn, it's been far too long since we did this. The stripper worked her other hand up, gently cupping Korra's breast, softly pinching the nipple to get another moan from Korra. She didn't even bother undoing the bra, she just pushed it up, but it would do the trick.
And then everything fell into place. Asami rubbed her thumb past the dealer's clit a few times, and between everything, it was her undoing. Bolts of electricity raced through Korra, sending an amazing feeling of pleasure to the furthest reaches of her body, and it made her moan loud.
Asami got a massive smile on her face as she let Korra come back around. The dealer wrapped her arms around her neck, and pulled her in for a firm kiss. The stripper yanked her hand out of Korra's pants, and held it out in front of her not-girlfriend to lick her fingers clean, which she perfectly did. For Korra, it was like rewarding Asami for what she just did, as the stripper didn't want he same from her.
Korra shifted her bra back in place, and buttoned up her pants again, building up courage for what she actually came to do here. Even though she would never admit it to his face, Bolin was kind of right about her relationship with Asami. Maybe it was time she moved it out of this room, and into the outside world. "Asami?" she hesitatingly asked.
-"Hmm?" the stripper purred in response, comfortably leaning into the strong body of the dealer.
"Would you like to go on a real date with me?"
This made her look up. "Are you serious here?"
"Yeah, I am. We've been at this for a few months now, it's about time we made this about more than just fucking around, at least, I think we should."
Asami looked doubtful. "Korra, I'm not exactly prime dating material, you know that. I get paid to undress with a hundred men staring at me, over and over again. I can't give this up just so I can date you."
Korra sighed. "I know, but I wouldn't ask you to. My line of work isn't exactly on top of 'preferred jobs' on dating sites either. There aren't a lot of people I trust with this side of me, and you're one of them. If you can accept me the way I am, I can do the same for you."
A massive smile broke across the stripper's face at Korra's comment, clearly not having heard that from someone before. "I can do that," she smirked. "And I'd definitely like to go on that date with you."
Korra smiled back, a pulled Asami in for a quick kiss. Eat that, Bolin.
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