Burn Me From the Inside Out Part 7

     Koko was practically radiating euphoria, a constant, infectious joy that seemed to lift her off the ground. The bounce in her step was back- undeniable and effortless, as if it had never left. For the past few days, she’d been basking in the afterglow of their date, her heart still fluttering with the sweet memories of it. Jin was beginning to grow uneasy at the sight of her, her perpetual smile almost unnerving. Her white teeth were on full display, gleaming brightly like a neon sign broadcasting her happiness to the world. It was impossible to miss- I am happy! she seemed to be shouting without saying a word. Jin watched her warily from across the room, his eyes narrowed in suspicion as she floated around the apartment with a carefree grace. Her tall, bulky frame moved so effortlessly, almost as if it defied the weight of gravity itself, gliding leisurely from one spot to the next, completely at ease in her own joy.

     She was getting ready to head out, though Jin had no idea where she was going. He watched her move around the apartment with a kind of lightness, as if she couldn’t wait to be anywhere but here. She pulled on her boots with a quick, practiced motion, then grabbed her wallet, tucking it into her jacket pocket. There was an eager energy about her, a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. Was it another date with Lin? So soon? Jin couldn't quite grasp what Koko saw in someone like her- so fierce, so intimidating-but even still, he found himself unable to push away the warmth blooming in his chest. Despite the confusion swirling in his mind, there was something undeniably uplifting about seeing his best friend so vibrant and unburdened, her joy so palpable that it seemed to fill the entire room. He’d never seen her so carefree before, and it stirred something in him, a deep, unspoken contentment to know she was finally living in the moment, truly happy for once.

     Call Koko clingy if you must, but it only took a few days without seeing Lin before she decided to try meeting her for lunch at work as a surprise. She leisurely strolled from her apartment to the station, there was no rush to get there as she had an hour to kill. She wandered, moving at her own pace, taking in the details around her as her feet pressed one after the other on the pavement. She'd notice the way the sunlight filtered through the gaps between the towering buildings, casting soft shadows on the bustling street below. People came and went, some in a hurry, others just drifting along like her. Occasionally, a spirit would drift by- translucent, ethereal, moving with a grace that seemed to make the air around it feel a little cooler. She’d step over one of the many vines pushing through the cracks in the sidewalk, a stubborn green thread trying to reclaim the urban landscape. Sometimes, the distant sound of footsteps would fade into the uneasy shuffle of someone walking past a dingy alley, the kind where you could almost feel the presence of triad members lurking, looking for trouble, even if there weren't any in there. It seemed like every day, there was a new article in the news about another triad-related crime, with headlines often blaming the passing election, the Earth Empire, or even the Avatar for the rise in violence. Koko wasn’t sure what was really behind it all, but one thing she was certain of- people were always quick to point fingers, blaming anyone and everything but themselves.

      When Koko reached the station, she stood outside as promised, unwilling to step inside. A part of her was nervous- she wasn’t sure if she was truly welcomed there. This place, in many ways, belonged to Lin. It was her domain, her safe space. Lin ruled the building with the same authority that a president holds over a city, and Koko wasn’t sure if she had the right to intrude.

   She lingered just outside, her gaze drifting over the flow of people passing by as she waited. Strangers moved around her, casting curious or wary glances in her direction. After all, here was a tall, unfamiliar woman standing outside a police station, looking as though she might be an undercover officer or some kind of guard.

    Koko waited and waited, time stretching on. A couple hours passed, and lunch hour came and went. Officers shuffled in and out, each one looking increasingly exhausted, but none of them were Lin. They passed her by without a second glance, too caught up in their own thoughts and fatigue. The longer she stood there, the more Koko’s mind wandered. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the triad situation was far more out of control than the press or the public realized. The officers seemed drained, their faces lined with the weight of it all, as if the pressure of what was happening in the city was slowly eating them alive.

      Lin never did come out that day. Which worried her greatly, was she eating properly? Sleeping properly? Koko waited outside the station for a full three hours, standing there with no purpose other than to hope, but as time dragged on, she began to feel self-conscious, like she was creeping in plain sight. So, she left, quietly slipping away before anyone could notice how much she’d been lingering.

     When Lin called later that night, Koko didn’t bring it up. She didn’t want to seem too eager, too desperate, or too much in general. She didn’t want Lin to feel pressured. But hearing Lin’s voice over the phone only deepened the ache inside her. The familiar sound of Lin’s awkwardness, her sharp words, and the edge to her tone- all of it made Koko miss her more than she had expected. She longed for the closeness they once shared, for the way Lin snuggled up to her, their space filled with warmth. Now, Koko felt needy, like she was drifting in a sea of uncertainty. It was as if Lin had flipped her world upside down and left her struggling to find solid ground.

     As Lin went on a rant about the rookies’ sloppy reports and the latest triad troubles, Koko sighed softly into the receiver. The sound was small, almost imperceptible, but it stopped Lin mid-sentence. Her sharp tone softened as she heard the quiet pain in Koko's breath. "Is something wrong, Koko?" she asked, the concern slipping through despite her usual brashness.

   "Well, no." Koko reluctantly admitted. "Maybe? It's not a big deal."

"Well, which is it? Yes or no?"

"No, definitely no."

"Can I continue then?"

     Koko let out a soft chuckle, a faint smile playing on her glossed lips as she imagined Lin's scrutinizing gaze. Agni, she was really into her- more than she realized. "Yes, please. I miss hearing your voice."

    There was a brief silence before Lin spoke up. "You miss me whining and complaining?"

Koko laughed. "What if I said I did? What then?"

   Lin responded with a hint of sarcasm, "I guess... I could say I miss your dumb jokes."

"Aww, Lin! You're going to make me swoon!"

   Lin scoffed from the other end of the line. "This is getting gross. I might hang up on you."

    Koko bit her bottom lip, the words teetering on the edge of her mind. She couldn't help but wonder when they'd see each other again. She knew Lin's job took up so much of her time, but there were ways around it- they just had to figure it out. The quiet must've bothered Lin because the next thing Koko heard through the phone was, "I’m not really going to hang up, Koko. Are you upset?"

    “No, it’s not that…” Koko murmured, her voice soft as she absentmindedly traced the intricate pattern of the fabric on her pants. She spoke with an air of uncertainty, her words barely above a whisper. After a brief pause, she hesitated before asking, her voice full of quiet longing, “When can I see you again?”

   Lin's breath hitched at the fragile tone in Koko’s voice, the vulnerability in her words striking her deeply. She felt her chest tighten, her heart fluttering at the thought that Koko was eager to spend more time with her. The tenderness in Koko’s plea only made Lin’s own heart ache, but she found herself unable to provide an answer to the question that hung so heavily in the air. Trying to ease the tension that seemed to settle between them, Lin let out a small, awkward laugh and attempted to lighten the mood with a half-hearted joke. “Are phone calls not enough for you?”

   Koko’s lips curved into a slight smile, but the longing in her eyes was unmistakable. “You know phone calls can never compare to actually being with you.”

    Lin raised an eyebrow, teasing in her tone. “You sound just like Su now.”

    Koko let out a soft laugh, a fleeting, carefree sound. “Su can be right sometimes,” she replied, her voice softening as the humor faded.

     Lin cleared her throat, her expression turning more serious as the weight of the situation settled in. She reluctantly admitted, “The truth is, I don’t really know, Koko. Things have gotten worse with the triads again. They're fighting for territory, and their moves have become more aggressive, even during daylight. My team’s been stretched so thin trying to keep up, I honestly don’t know when I’ll have the time to… be with you.”

     "I get it," Koko said quickly, cutting off any potential hesitation. "But what if we had lunch together on your break?" She paused, gauging Lin's response.

  "Would an hour be enough for you?" Lin asked, her tone uncertain, but the idea lingering in her mind.

   "Honestly, even just a glimpse of you would be enough," Koko replied, her voice soft yet hopeful.

   Lin hesitated, chewing on her lip as she considered the offer. The thought of seeing Koko, even briefly, in the middle of her hectic day was tempting- like a brief escape from the grind. But a small worry tugged at the back of her mind. "We might be seen," she muttered, the weight of their situation pressing on her.

   Koko's laugh was light and reassuring. "We were seen at the probending match. Eating together is hardly any different. Besides, it’s not like we were hiding in the first place," she said with a playful grin. "I'll be on my best behavior, promise."

     Lin exhaled a sigh, unsure but feeling a tug in her chest. "Okay," she finally said, the word heavy with both uncertainty and anticipation, "Once the triad situation clams down, I promise we'll have more time together."

   "Okay?" Koko’s voice brightened, the delight evident in her tone. Lin could almost hear her smile through the phone. "Okay," Koko repeated, leaning casually against the wall by the landline, her excitement evident as she pictured the routine of having lunch with Lin, the thought of it already fitting neatly into her day. She twirled the phone cord around her finger, her thoughts wandering to Lin's smile- soft, warm, and grounding her in ways she hadn’t expected. The quiet breath Lin took over the line sent a wave of contentment through her.

   A mischievous grin spread across Koko’s face, her voice taking on a teasing, almost flirtatious tone. "Should I wear something special? Maybe something with a low neckline to give you a little boost of energy for the rest of your shift?"

    Lin froze, her heart rate spiking as she choked on the words. "Don’t you dare!" she gasped, trying to sound firm despite the heat rising in her face.

     Koko chuckled, her voice light but laced with a playful challenge. "What? You don’t want to enjoy the view?" she teased. "I thought it’d be a great motivator for you to come see me, but I guess I'll just have to keep them to myself since no one else will appreciate them."

   Lin let out a shaky breath, the tension between them palpable. "Koko..." she whispered, the sensation of her own heartbeat racing as she spoke.

    Koko’s teasing tone softened, but she couldn’t resist pushing a little further. "Locked away from the world, hidden from anyone who could appreciate their beauty. Truly a tragedy..." She let the silence linger, clearly enjoying the effect she had.

     Lin exhaled sharply, her words coming out in a strangled gasp. "Please," she murmured, the embarrassment mingling with a spark of desire. "Please... wear something nice... with a low neckline."

   Her face was burning, the heat from her blush spreading through her neck, but she couldn't stop herself from saying it. Just the thought of Koko in something that tempting made her pulse quicken, the anticipation building with every breath. She could almost see it now, Koko's cleavage in plain sight for everyone to see, the sun shining down against her skin, giving it a sun-kissed glow to it, the shirt pulled taught, and the collar barley containing her breasts. A possessive urge stirred deep within Lin, a part of her that craved for others to notice, to understand that those things were hers and hers alone. She wanted everyone to know that no one else had the right to touch them, to claim them- only she was allowed that privilege. Lin exhaled a shuddery breath as she felt heat start to pool in her groin. Her pants felt too constricting all the sudden, as if the fabric was trying to contain the burning inferno in her core.

"Are you struggling, chief?"

     Lin clenched her jaw, the sound of Koko’s voice ringing through the receiver, laced with a prideful, teasing tone. It was almost childlike in its petulance, a playful jab that made Lin's chest tighten. "I’m starting to think you care more about my chest than you do about me," Koko teased, her words dripping with playfulness.

   Lin’s response was almost instinctive, her breath catching slightly as she replied, “of course not!”

"But you do like them."

    There was a pause, a moment of hesitation before Lin’s admission slipped out, breathless and quiet. “Yes.” She couldn’t deny it, her pulse quickening as she spoke, the confession hanging between them like a tangible thing.

   "Tell me about it." Koko's voice, soft and sultry, caressed Lin's ear, each word slipping effortlessly into her thoughts like a whispering breeze. The heat in her tone wrapped around Lin’s senses, simmering just below the surface, sending a slow, intense wave of warmth spreading through her body. It was as if Koko’s voice had its own presence, lingering in her mind, stirring something deep inside that Lin couldn’t ignore. The heat from her tone made Lin’s hand twitch, desperate to reach down her pants to relieve the tension that was slowly building.

     Lin’s mouth went dry all of a sudden, a thick, uncomfortable sensation settling on her tongue. Her words came out haltingly, as if they were stuck, barely escaping her lips. “T-tell you about it?” she stammered, her voice shaky and uncertain.

    "Yes, I want to hear how much you like them." Koko whispered softly, her voice barely more than a breath. As she spoke, her free hand slowly unclasped the cord, fingers easing away from it with careful precision. She then moved her hand upwards, the back of her fingers gently grazing the fabric of her shirt, each light touch leaving a trail of heat behind. When her hand reached the top, her palm rested against her left breast, the warmth of her touch grounding yet electrifying, sending a wave of sensation through her, "If you're comfortable with it, of course. You can tell me to shut up."

     Lin shut her eyes, a wave of heat washing over her as Koko's voice seemed to linger in the air, the request echoing in her mind. The weight of it made her pulse quicken, and the intensity of the moment hung heavily between them, almost tangible. Lin was never good with words- everyone knew that about her- but in that instant, she felt a deep, overwhelming urge to open up, to let everything spill out. She wanted to tell Koko just how stunningly beautiful she thought she was, how her figure made her feel things in ways she couldn’t fully express. Koko was amazing in every aspect from what Lin could tell, but she can even admit her assets add an allure to her. The image of Koko pressed against her couch, naked and thoroughly fucked flashed through her mind. Her chest was heaving and covered in bruises, she wanted to see them again, mark them all over again, maybe even more this time.

    Her cunt throbbed between her legs, begging to be acknowledged, to be touched. Lin couldn't resist it anymore as it throbbed painfully, the slick wet feel of it dampening her panties. The sound of Koko’s warm breath in her ear was enough to send Lin teetering on the brink of madness, every exhale stirring something deep within her. It was a sensation that overwhelmed her, a sweet tension building with every quiet, shivering whisper. Desperately trying to regain some semblance of control, Lin pressed the receiver between her shoulder and neck, the cool plastic a fleeting distraction. Her hands trembled slightly as she fumbled with the tie of her pajama bottoms, pulling at it with a rough, almost frantic urgency. The fabric gave way with the slightest tug, loosening around her hips as she struggled to steady her breath, her pulse quickening in response to the intensity of the moment. The tension around her hips eased, like the release of cuffs that had bound her, finally allowing her to breathe freely. With a heavy sigh, she shoved her hand down her pants and passed the hem of her panties.

    Lin shuddered as her cold fingers slid against her clit, the wet and warm slide making her gasp into the receiver. She braced herself against the wall behind her, her legs trembling as she slid her fingers roughly over the sensitive nerve. The sensation sent a shock through her core, her muscles growing tense as she played with herself. It felt so heavenly, the heat in her core started to build up slowly as her fingers were soaked with her essence, the slide smooth and easy as she dipped them lower as the sounds of Koko moaning played on a loop in her head.

   "Lin?" Koko's voice drifted through the heated haze of her fantasies." Are you alright? I didn't make you uncomfortable, did I?"

   Lin gasped as she dipped one finger passed her entrance in response to hearing her voice, "N-no, no. I- I..."

"Are you sure? You don't sound ok."

   "Yes-" Lin moaned, the sound reverberating through the receiver.

   "Are you..." Koko trailed off, "Are you... touching yourself?"

    "Spirits- yes!" Lin choked out, breathless and mortified all at once as she thrusted her finger slightly.

     Koko's eyes widen as she stood rimrob straight, her hand clutching the receiver as Lin's quiet moans drifted through. Her body flushed with warmth and desire, her heart pounding in her ribcage as the image of Lin coming undone to just her voice played in her head. Her free hand slid down to the hem of her shirt, yanking it up under her chin to expose the expanse of her torso. She cupped her breast with her free hand, massaging the tissue and pinching her sensitive bud as Lin contiued to gasp and moan into her ear. She jolted at the sensation, her back arching off the wall as she fondled herself, her warm palm feeling like a hot coal against her heated skin. Koko was consumed by a desperate need to hear her speak, to coax her into opening up. Her voice trembled, thick with emotion, as it quivered on the edge of vulnerability. Every word she spoke seemed to carry the weight of the feelings bubbling up inside her, as she softly said, "Lin, please, tell me how much you like them."

    Lin's legs quivered as she shoved a second finger inside herself, spreading her cunt open to feel the delicious painful stretch as she pulled the muscle taught, "I- I don't make things easy, remember?" She gasped, "Ask again."

    "Please, Lin." Koko choked out, her head falling back with an aubile thump. Her hand slowly trailed down her stomach, the muscles flexing at the hot touch of her palm. She wasted no time, shoving her hand passed the waist band of her sweats to feel her burning core. "I want to hear you say it. Tell me how much you like them, how much you want them, please."

   Lin shuddered, Koko's desperate tone made her wetter by the minute. She could almost feel her slick dripping from her fingers, drenching her panties. She could see Koko, the way her lips would pout and shimmer in the overhead light, covered in gloss and saliva, her eyes shining and pleading, her long and slender neck exposed for her, the way she would gasp. Lin wanted her so bad, wanted to release the tension the built up from their date. This should be okay, shouldn't it? They can work this out, help each other release the tension. They both desired this, and Lin felt this deep need, a longing she couldn't ignore now. She could do this, she had to. She could handle the pace and follow the rhythm they’d set together.

   "Spirits, I don't think you know how beautiful you are, Koko." Lin muttered as she thrusted her fingers faster, the rough friction bringing her closer and closer to edge, "How- how alluring you are."

    Koko bit her lip to hold in her whines as she gently massaged her clit, spreading the moisture between her folds. Heat radiated from off her body, her core hot and slick like an active volcano that was ready to erupt. She pinched the bud betweem her fingers, rolling it painfully. She choked on her saliva at the shock, gasping out. "How so?"

  "Your-" Lin shuddered, "Your- damn breasts. They're so full, I can barely cup them fully with my hands.They just... They just spill out. S-spirits, I want bury my face in them and suffocate. They're incredibly soft and large, lying so invitingly in every top you wear. It nearly renders the top useless, as there's no way to conceal them."

    "Keep going, darling." Koko's rhythm began to falter, growing increasingly erratic with each passing moment. Every word Lin uttered seemed to push her further, causing her to press down more forcefully, unable to control the rising tension. The slide with her fingers was rough and fast as her knees locked her into place, her back arching slightly as she moaned.

     "When I saw them for the first time- Fuck- they took my breath away. Koko, they're absolutely stunning, and you... you are beyond beautiful." Lin plunged her fingers deep inside, the slick running down her fingers to her knuckles. The sound of her wetness and moans filling her quiet apartment as she felt the coil begin to snap."I... I need to see them, to watch how they bounce with every movement. The way they ripple with each breath you take-  you don’t even realize the effect they have on me."

   "They're yours, Lin." Koko chuckled wetly. The heat surged within her, a searing inferno threatening to erupt. Her core blazed with an intensifying fire as she abused the nerve, the heat from her palm sending shocks of warmth through her. The sensation made her instinctively bite her lip, her body trembling with the intensity of it. It felt as though her lower half had been submerged in molten lava, the heat searing through her, overwhelming every nerve with a deep, burning ache that spread like wildfire. She whispered softly, her voice barely a breath, fragile and strained, "All you have to do is ask."

      "I'll take them, I- I don’t need to ask if they’re mine-  oh-” Lin trembled, the tension breaking as a hot, wet sensation rushed over her. The muscles in her cunt tightened around her fingers as she felt a wetness slip out from her. Her breath hitched in her throat, a sharp gasp escaping as her body tensed, muscles locking in a sudden, intense reaction. The receiver slipped off her shoulder and clattered against the wall before it veered towards the ground as she arched her back violently, pulling away from the wall with an uncontrollable force.

       The receiver swayed gently from the cord, its plastic casing making faint, rhythmic taps against the wall as it bounced from the sudden drop. Lin, still struggling to catch her breath, stood frozen for a moment, trying to steady herself. Her mind raced, but she couldn't shake the soft, almost imperceptible groan that echoed through the line, a sound laced with strain and need. Moments later, she heard the unmistakable shuffle of something being moved, sliding across the surface with a subtle, almost desperate motion, sending a chill through her as her senses heightened in anticipation.

     For a brief moment, Lin felt a wave of mortification wash over her as the intensity of the situation began to settle. Her mind struggled to process the effect Koko’s voice had on her- so sweet and sultry, it seemed to unravel her composure. It was as if the smooth, intoxicating tone had a way of disarming her, almost to the point of feeling insulted by how easily it stripped away her defenses. Yet, beneath that discomfort, there was an unexpected sense of liberation- an odd freedom in surrendering to the power of it. Her panties were drenched and her fingers were now soaked as she removed her hand, a glossy coat reflecting the soft glow from the lamp. Her legs quivered with an almost frantic intensity, the muscles in her thighs tightening and flexing with the strain as she fought to keep herself upright. The effort was nearly overwhelming, but she refused to let herself collapse. With a swift motion, she seized the phone by the cord, lifting it toward her so she could reach the receiver with her unmarked hand. She grasped it delicately, her fingers trembling slightly. Her voice emerged soft and shaky, barely more than a whisper, laden with the remnants of her struggle, “Koko, are you there?”

     Koko finally gave in to the overwhelming exhaustion, her body crumpling to the ground in a heap. Her legs trembled violently, unable to support her any longer after having held her upright for so long. The receiver dangled loosely by her side, the cord swaying slightly with the movement. She slumped against the cold wall, her back pressed against it for support, her hand still clutching the phone weakly as her breath came in shallow, labored gasps. Her other hand was still down her sweats, her clit twitching, oversensitive and sore as she slowly removed it. Her vision faded to white, a dull haze engulfing her senses as the weight of exhaustion settled over her entire body. She felt completely drained, her mind clouded and distant, as if she were floating in a thick fog. The voice on the other end of the line barely pierced through the fog, faint and muffled. With a sluggish, uncoordinated movement, she lifted her hand, trembling uncontrollably, and, in her dazed state, clumsily smacked herself in the ear. The sound was jarring, but she barely registered it as she sluggishly slurred into the phone, “Yello?”

     The voice faltered for a moment before erupting into laughter, unrestrained and jarring in her ear. Koko blinked slowly, her gaze half-lidded, as she listened, waiting for the voice to say something. But just as Lin was about to speak, another burst of laughter would escape, leaving the words unsaid. It was a sound unlike anything Koko had ever heard before, fresh and vibrant- something long forgotten until now. There was an undeniable beauty in it, raw and pure. Lin’s voice was soft and low, with the laughter seemingly bubbling up from deep within her, as though it came straight from her very core. It was unlike any sound Koko had ever know- captivating, and utterly mesmerizing.

     Lin cleared her throat, her mind still reeling from the whirlwind of emotions the moment had stirred in her. "Spirits, I haven’t laughed that hard in ages," she admitted, a hint of disbelief in her voice.

     Koko chuckled, her smile warm. "It was a beautiful sound."

    Lin's voice sharpened with a teasing edge. "Don’t get used to it."

     Koko smiled softly, her eyes reflecting something deeper, something more sincere. "I want to get used to you. Everything feels so different now, with you here."

     Lin bit her lip, her voice barely above a whisper, tinged with vulnerability. "A good different, I hope?"

   Koko’s smile widened. "Of course, I had a wonderful time, Lin."

    Lin’s face flushed, the warmth rising to her cheeks. "Don’t make it sound like that!" she protested, though her tone carried a soft defensiveness.

     Koko giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Sound like what? Can’t a gal express her gratitude?"

   "Sound like- sound like we had sex!" Lin shifted uncomfortably, her expression bashful. "I barely did anything anyways," she muttered, as though trying to downplay it.

   "My, my, chief, down playing all the 'hard work' you put in? Typical Lin Beifong." Koko couldn’t help but tease. "You were wonderful, darling."

"It... wasn't terrible."

"Oh, how romantic!"

Lin groaned, her face now bright red. "Stop talking!"

      Koko drew her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them as she tucked her chin gently against her knees. She gazed ahead, lost in thought, and let out a soft sigh, one filled with longing and a quiet yearning that seemed to linger in the air around her. Her posture was almost protective, as if trying to shield herself from the emotions stirring within. The mild ache between her legs dulled the ache in her core, if only for a moment, "I can't wait to see you tomorrow."

     Lin fell silent for a moment, savoring the peaceful stillness, wishing she could stretch this moment out just a little longer. But the weight of reality was beginning to settle in. It was already late, and with the escalating trouble caused by the triads, she knew she’d be buried under mountains of paperwork come morning. The thought of it made her heart sink. With a reluctant sigh, she spoke up, her voice carrying a touch of regret. "I know... I really should get ready for bed, Koko. I- I’m glad we had a chance to talk tonight. It’s... nice to hear your voice again."

    Koko’s tone shifted to one of playful surprise. "Oh, Lin!" she said, her voice light and teasing. "You’re being so expressive! I like it!"

"And I'm regretting it. Goodnight."

      Koko let out a quiet, amused chuckle as the dial tone echoed in her ear. Despite the heaviness that weighed down her body, a surprising lightness filled her chest. It was a strange, almost contradictory feeling- being physically drained yet emotionally lifted. She reached up, carefully returning the receiver to its mount on the wall above her, and released a deep, contented sigh. As she shifted her position, the uncomfortable dampness of her clothes pressed against her skin, adding to her discomfort as she sat on the cold, hard floor.

    But her mind was racing in a flurry of excitement. She couldn't believe that she was going to see Lin again so soon- and during work hours, no less! The idea of meeting Lin in such a spontaneous way felt like a big leap forward in their connection. Lin, known for being exceptionally dedicated to her job, had never been one to break from her routine. The fact that she had agreed to meet Koko, even during her workday, made her heart skip a beat. Koko felt a sudden urge to kick her feet and giggle like a teenager in love. Maybe, just maybe, she needed to find a part-time job or take up a new hobby to channel this overflowing energy.

      With a soft grunt, Koko shifted her weight once more, her legs trembling from the strain as she leaned heavily on the nearby table for support. The dampness of her clothes was beginning to feel unbearable, a persistent discomfort that seemed to seep into her bones. She was just about to push herself up for the first step when she heard the jingle of the front door handle followed by the sound of the door turning. It creaked open, revealing Jin, his face bright and cheerful as he stepped inside.

   He froze in place as soon as he spotted Koko. She was hunched over the table at an awkward angle, gripping it with a white-knuckled intensity, her body clearly exhausted from the effort. Her legs were shaking, barely able to hold her weight. Jin blinked, his mind scrambling to make sense of the odd scene in front of him. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. After a few moments of silence, he half-heartedly waved one arm, a vague gesture that seemed to lack any real direction or understanding. It was then that Koko noticed the takeout bags in his other hand, the late dinner he had brought with him.

    “Did your age finally catch up with you?” Jin asked, unable to hide the hint of teasing in his voice.

     Koko’s eyes lit up, and a mischievous grin spreading across her face. “Hah, you wish,” she shot back, her grin wickedly playful. “If you must know, I just got off the phone with Lin- ”

    “EW! Nope, I’m good. Never mind,” Jin quickly interjected, his face scrunching up in exaggerated disgust.

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      Lin awoke slowly, a sense of languid calm settling over her as the soft rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across the simplicity of her bare room. Her body felt effortlessly relaxed, the tension of the previous day having dissolved completely, as if the weight of stress had melted away overnight thanks to a certain someone. Koko’s voice still echoed gently in her mind, the remnants of their conversation still lingering as she gradually pulled herself from the haze of sleep.

    With a slight groan, she propped herself up, feeling the stiffness in her bones as they reluctantly shifted, protesting the movement. The soft sheets pooled around her waist, their coolness contrasting with the warmth of the room. She stretched her back, her muscles unfurling in the stretch, and a deep, satisfied yawn escaped her lips, breaking the quiet stillness of the morning.

      She tossed the covers aside with a soft rustle, carefully swinging her legs off the bed. The movement was slow and deliberate, her body still adjusting to the shift from sleep to waking. Her feet made contact with the cold, unforgiving concrete floor, the chill seeping instantly into the calloused skin of her soles. It sent a shock of cold up through her legs, the sensation sharp and unexpected, like tiny needles prickling her nerves. The coldness was jarring at first, but it quickly turned into a dull, almost pleasant tingling that spread up her calves and thighs.

    Taking a moment to acclimate, she stood slowly, feeling the familiar stretch in her muscles as they shifted to support her weight. A faint ache pulsed in her thighs, a reminder of the strain from the night's wonderous activities. It wasn’t anything overwhelming- just a soft, persistent throb that lingered as her muscles adjusted to the movement. The discomfort was bearable, and within moments, it was hardly noticeable as she began to shift her weight from one leg to the other. After a brief pause, she cautiously took a few steps forward, testing the strength and fluidity of her movements. Each step was measured, ensuring she didn’t favor one leg over the other. The rhythm of her walk remained steady and unbroken, and she felt a small sense of relief when she realized there was no trace of a limp, her body adjusting more easily than she had expected from her ministrations.

      It was a peaceful morning for her, the apartment filled with an almost palpable stillness as she went about her quiet routine. The kettle hummed softly on the stove while she prepared her tea, and she methodically arranged a light breakfast: whole wheat toast topped with cactus jelly and a couple of fried possum chicken eggs, still warm from the small skillet. She ate slowly, her body standing at the kitchen counter, but her mind somewhere else entirely. The upcoming day loomed large, filled with the inevitable grind of reports to file, bungling officers to babysit, and more troublesome dealings with the triads to navigate. But amid the heaviness of her daily responsibilities, there was a small moment of grace- a blessing from the spirits. In the midst of it all, she had a lunch date with Koko, just the two of them, for a full hour. It was a small luxury that felt more precious now, as Lin sighed deeply, only now realizing how much she longed for that quiet hour of escape in her otherwise chaotic life.

     She carefully set the dishes in the sink, the soft clink of porcelain a brief interruption in the silence of the room. With a sigh, she turned and made her way to the bedroom, her footsteps light as she crossed the floor toward her dresser. There, her polished uniform sat neatly against the wall, waiting. She peeled off her pajamas with practiced efficiency, exchanging them for her work pants- a well-worn pair that had seen countless days on the job- and a simple white tank top. The familiar fabric felt like armor as she slipped it on, preparing for the day ahead.

   Turning to face the mirror, she stretched her arms out wide, a small moment of grace before she squared her shoulders. She thrust her arms forward, and with a slight bend of her knees, she watched the uniform practically leap toward her. The metal seemed to mold and adjust itself to her body, settling perfectly as though it were a second skin. For a fleeting moment, she couldn’t help but smile, imagining how much Koko would have enjoyed watching the effortless way the uniform snapped into place, as if it were an intricate dance she had mastered over time.

       She could almost hear Koko’s teasing voice in her head, probably making a playful remark like, “This is how completely wrapped up I am around your finger!” or maybe, “Can I mold myself to you like this?” Lin felt her cheeks flush just thinking about it. She leaned in closer to the mirror, her reflection becoming sharper as her eyes flicked toward the small pile of hairpins resting on the edge of the dresser, patiently waiting for her touch. With a deep breath, she reached out, her fingers delicately brushing over the cool metal as she picked them up, one by one. Her other hand, steady and practiced, held a section of her thick, fluffy gray hair in place. She worked with methodical care, securing each pin exactly where it needed to be, ensuring her hair was neatly arranged and perfectly in position, a quiet yet deliberate expression of control.

    As she studied herself in the mirror, her uniform hugged her frame with a comfortable snugness, fitting her body like it belonged there. Her eyes traced the sharp lines of the metal plates, noticing how the smooth seams flattered her form. The gray fluff of her hair was now tamed and pinned back with precision, the soft waves subdued into a more polished look. Lin’s gaze then drifted to her face, and for a moment, she allowed herself to examine the subtle marks that time had left. The faint, almost imperceptible wrinkles beginning to show around her eyes, mouth, and brow, like the soft creases of well-worn fabric, were reminders of the years, of laughter, worry, and the passage of time. Her jade eyes- vibrant and clear- shimmered with a kind of quiet brilliance, reflecting her own image with an almost surreal clarity, as though they were windows to a deeper part of herself. Her lips were naturally set in a straight line, relaxed but never truly at ease, as if carrying the weight of thoughts she didn’t always voice. And then there were the scars- those deep, faint reminders of her family falling a part. They ran jaggedly down her right cheek, a map of her history, each line a story of survival, strength, and the scars that never fully faded.

  She stared at herself in the mirror, trying to make sense of the reflection. There were brief moments when she wondered, as she always did, what Koko saw in her,  or anyone for that matter- what it was about her that could capture someone like Koko’s attention. She didn’t understand it, not completely, and it certainly was not her character, so full of contradictions. But, despite the questions that lingered in her mind, there was a shift inside her- a slow but steady surrender to the idea that perhaps she didn’t need to have all the answers. Maybe, just maybe, she was beginning to stop questioning it altogether.

    She turned away from the mirror, giving herself one last glance before walking briskly out of the room. There was no time to dwell on trivial thoughts; the weight of responsibility called for her attention, and work had to take precedence. Her pace was purposeful as she moved through the living area, her strides long and determined as she headed straight for the door. She didn’t pause as she reached it, effortlessly opening it and stepping into the hallway with her usual scowl firmly in place. The sight of her was enough to make any neighbor think twice about offering a friendly greeting, and it was a look she had perfected over the years.

    She made her way down the corridor, each step echoing her focus, her mind already on the tasks ahead. As she reached the elevator, she continued with the same unwavering pace, the heavy silence of the building accentuating her every move. Upon reaching the ground floor, she didn't slow down. Her strides remained steady as she crossed the lobby, walking with purpose toward the front entrance.

    Today, she decided to take a page from Koko’s playbook and walk to the station. It wasn’t because she had any desire to enjoy the hum of the morning crowd or the busyness of the city. No, it was because she needed to stay alert- keeping an eye on the streets and ensuring there were no lingering triads or shady activity in her vicinity. She couldn’t afford to be complacent, especially if there was a chance that someone might be keeping tabs on her or her officers. The walk would give her the time and space to observe, and to stay sharp.

    The early morning streets were relatively quiet, with only a few pedestrians scattered along the sidewalks, their footsteps the only sound filling the still air. Their soft shuffling was oddly soothing, almost hypnotic, as though the world itself had yet to fully wake. As she passed each alley, her attention never wavered. With a subtle movement, she retracted the soles of her metal boots, using her seismic sense to scan the surroundings, checking for any hidden figures or suspicious activity. So far, her efforts yielded no results, only a few small forms of stray animals lingering in the shadows. There were no signs of gang presence in this part of the city- the cleaner, better-maintained district that saw less crime.

    She couldn’t help but wonder, though, if things might improve even more. With President Zhu Li taking office soon, there was hope that the neglected areas of the city would finally receive the attention they needed. There were plans for renovations- transforming the rundown neighborhoods into safer, more vibrant parts of the city. If successful, it might reduce the crime rate and, in turn, lighten the burden on her shoulders. It was a distant hope, but it was one she clung to as she continued her brisk walk, ever watchful.

     As Lin had anticipated, the station was bustling with activity. Officers and administrative staff hurried through the hallways, moving from room to room, carrying stacks of paperwork and reports. Fuck me, the Triads have been busy last night, she thought. Her mind quickly began to process the possibilities- was there a break-in? Another turf war? Vandalism? Perhaps yet another threat? The potential scenarios seemed endless, and she couldn’t shake the fear that things could escalate quickly.

    She continued down the corridor, her boots clicking firmly on the tile, and made her way to the officers’ quarters where her office was located. Inside, the officers were either focused on writing notes or engaged in phone conversations with citizens. At one desk, her two junior officers, Mako and Bolin, were discussing the details of a report they were reviewing. The moment they spotted her, Mako jumped up from his chair.

   “Chief! We’ve got multiple reports and witnesses stating that the Agni Kai Triad set fire to an abandoned warehouse near the bay area last night!” Mako rushed over, handing her a stack of statement reports as thick as her thumb, his eyes wide with urgency.

    Lin suppressed a sharp curse, biting her tongue as she quickly skimmed through the report. This was the Triads’ biggest crime so far. Until now, the various triad factions had mostly confined their activities to petty crimes and internal skirmishes. But this- setting fire to an abandoned warehouse- was a significant step up. It meant they were gaining momentum, and their influence was spreading further across the city. The implications of this were immediate and unsettling. More work for the officers, longer shifts, heightened vigilance, and an overall increase in the danger the city faced. The logistical headache of coordinating extra patrols and extended shifts loomed over her.

   "Was anyone inside the warehouse?" she asked, trying to keep her tone steady.

    "No, Chief," Mako answered quickly, though the exhaustion in his voice was unmistakable. The dark bags under his eyes told a story of sleepless nights. "It was an old warehouse- no toxic supplies there, just some outdated construction equipment. We were able to get the fire under control without any difficulties and keep the injuries to a minimum."

     "Fantastic. Thank you, Mako. I’ll start on this first thing. Go ahead and notify the rest of the officers. Everyone needs to be prepared for extra patrol shifts, and their patrol areas will be expanded. We need to cover more ground."

    "Yes, Chief," Mako responded with a weary nod, already heading off to relay the orders.

    Lin gritted her teeth, her jaw tightening as she gripped the report so hard the paper crinkled under the pressure. She halted in the middle of her stride toward her office, feeling the weight of the moment. With a heavy exhale, she pushed open the door and immediately noticed the towering stack of papers on her desk, a mountain of work waiting to be tackled. The urge to scream and throw every last one of them out the window to watch them flutter in the wind flashed through her mind, but instead, she let out a frustrated sigh and slammed the door shut behind her.

     Her footsteps were slow and deliberate as she made her way to the desk, her legs feeling like lead, weighed down by exhaustion and the daunting tasks ahead. She knew she’d be chained to her chair for hours, sifting through each document with care, calculating the best strategies to counteract the ever-encroaching threat of the triads. Already, the station had discovered graffiti in some of the more dangerous parts of town, messages threatening the president, some even directed at Korra. Who knew how long it would be before they started targeting the station itself- or worse, her employees?

    Her mind flicked to Mako and Bolin, two young men she considered almost like family. Both had worked for one of the triads in the past, and though they were now loyal to her, she couldn’t shake the fear that their pasts would make them prime targets. Their former affiliation with the triads would paint a massive target on their backs, and Lin couldn’t help but worry about the danger they faced. She could try cutting back on their hours, but she suspected Mako would notice and call her out on it. The idea didn’t seem wise, though, because if they were at the station, at least she could keep an eye on them. Maybe she could convince them to take some time to rest and recover at Air Temple Island with Tenzin and his family. It would be a safer option for all of them.

    Lin skimmed the stack of papers Mako had handed her once again. The report on the fire was straightforward, but its simplicity was unsettling. The fire had started without anyone noticing, and by the time anyone realized what was happening, the building was already engulfed in flames, lighting up the streets for miles. The only clue pointing to the Agni Kai Triad was a defiant message painted on a nearby building boldy signed by them: "We will not give in." Lin could admire their determination, but their approach was misguided. There had to be a better way, didn’t there? Was there even a right way to handle this? The real question lingered- when was the last time anyone in power listened to the poor and homeless of the city? President Raiko had refused to listen to Korra, the Avatar, and had completely ignored her as well- the chief of police, the very person who was supposed to protect his city.

    Lin bit her lip as her mind reeled, her officers would be spread thin, along with her. The teams she'd distribute out would be further away from any other officers if she expanded their jurisdiction. What if back up was needed? It would take longer for any other team to reach the group in need. Her mind flicked to tenzin, she could ask him to spare some of his airbenders, but then she thought of Jinora and Opal. With Opal, came her sister, Su. She could send a correspondence to her to send some of her metal benders. Maybe She could even ask Korra. These were options, ones that calmed her nerves down a bit, but the pulse of an incoming head ache still loomed over her.

    She set the report aside and focused on the pile of work stacked in front of her. She had options, and at this moment, that was all she needed. The mountain of paperwork demanded her attention- if she could just review, sign off on, and file it away quickly, she’d be free to get back out into the field where she belonged. Lunch with Koko slipped to the back of her mind, swallowed by the mounting tasks before her. The steady rhythm of picking up papers, reading through them, jotting down quick notes, and filing them into their designated folders gradually settled her into a quiet routine. Like a machine on autopilot, Lin methodically worked through the stack, watching it dwindle smaller and smaller with each passing hour.

    Before she knew it, a soft knock on the door broke her focus. Her hand stilled over a report as she heard familiar voices outside- the low tones of Mako and Bolin, and then... 

Koko!

   Panic surged through her, and she shot up from her seat, her gaze darting to the clock on the wall. She’d completely lost track of time. Five whole hours had slipped by without her noticing, and lunch had come and gone. But in her disoriented state, she realized that someone had noticed. Her heart raced as she quickly moved around her desk, stumbling toward the door. Her fingers fumbled with the knob, finally yanking it open with a loud creak. The sound echoed through the office, drawing the attention of everyone inside. Lin’s eyes immediately locked onto Koko, who stood in front of her boys' desk, an almost imperceptible tension in her posture.

   Koko's expression was a mix of mild disappointment and quiet relief as she looked at Lin, as if both of them knew the unspoken truth about how the day had gotten away from her. Lin felt a flush creep up her neck as she took in Koko’s appearance, the events of the previous night rushing to the forefront of her mind. Koko had certainly kept her promise, wearing something special with a low neckline that captured the attention of the other officers nearby.

    Koko was dressed in a simple, elegant wine red silk dress that reached her ankles, its soft fabric draping effortlessly over her frame. The dress featured a deep V-neckline that accentuated her collarbones, while the fabric clung to every curve, subtly highlighting the contours of her body. The smooth material allowed the definition of her muscles to show through, giving a glimpse of the strength beneath her graceful appearance. She wore plain red short-heeled shoes that added a touch of simplicity to the ensemble. The delicate bones of her ankles were visible just above the edge of the shoes, the hem of the dress brushing against them as she moved. Her hair was swept into an elegant low bun, the sleek style accentuating the graceful lines of her neck, while a few loose strands softly framed her angular face, adding a touch of softness to her otherwise sharp features. Her red lips were slightly pursed, a hint of contemplation in her expression, as her eyes slowly and deliberately swept over Lin, taking in every detail with quiet intensity.

   No one dared to make a move, their eyes darting nervously between the chief and the tall, enigmatic woman standing before them. Her presence loomed over the room, reminding them of her arrest just a little over a week ago- an incident they had only vaguely heard about. Mako and Bolin exchanged a glance, the discomfort in the air palpable as they both silently wished the awkwardness of the moment would end. Koko, standing beside their desk, wasn’t threatening in her demeanor, but her towering height made it seem that way. The boys couldn’t help but notice how poised and composed she appeared, and they exchanged knowing looks as they saw the Chief’s subtle shift in expression. It didn’t take long for them to piece together the situation- Koko and Lin had a lunch date planned, one Lin had clearly forgotten or been too busy to attend. Bolin's lips curled into a mischievous grin, while Mako’s frown exaggerated dramatically, his frustration clear.

     The tension hung in the room like a thick fog until Lin finally cleared her throat, the sound cutting through the silence with a force that seemed to dissipate the heaviness lingering in the air. “Himiko, I must apologize. It seems I’ve lost track of time,” she said, her voice firm but carrying an undercurrent of mild embarrassment.

    Koko’s face contorted at Lin’s overly formal tone. Her lips twitched slightly as she struggled to suppress a smile, clearly finding some amusement in the situation. “I understand, Chief,” she said, her voice smooth but with a hint of playfulness. “Are you free now?”

    Lin shook her head slightly, her expression hardening with resolve. “No, but we’re going anyway.” With a swift, almost exaggerated motion, she slammed her office door shut, the sound echoing in the otherwise quiet room. She then turned on her heel, striding toward Koko, her intent clear.

    Koko's posture stiffened for a moment, a quick twitch running through her arm as she noticed Lin’s firm movement. There was a brief pause before Koko straightened, her calm demeanor hiding the sudden realization of the Chief's command. Lin wrapped her arm around Koko’s elbow, gently guiding her toward the exit of the police quarters, with every officer's gaze following them. Once Lin pulled her past the threshold, Koko heard the soft murmur of whispers. A bunch of kids, she thought.

    Without breaking her pace, Lin asked, "You came into the office?"

    "I was standing outside for an hour." Koko shot back. "I thought something happened! I saw in the paper about the fire that took place last night."

   "You could've called one of the police lines to get transferred to me!"

    "Excuse me for being worried." Koko yanked her arm free, halting in the middle of the hall. She placed her hands on her hips, leaning forward to tower over Lin. "I went into the office to leave a message with the boys that if things got too hectic today, we could reschedule!"

    Lin let out an exasperated grunt, her frustration evident in her tone. "This is my workplace! Now all my officers are going to act like bumbling teenagers!" she snapped, her hands clenched at her sides. 

    Koko, seemingly unfazed, waved her left hand dismissively toward the far-off entrance of the officers' quarters, her expression cool and indifferent. "Who cares what they think?" she retorted with a shrug, as if the opinion of others couldn’t be further from her concern.

    The movement brought Lin's gaze down. She bit her lip as she stared at the low collar of her dress, completely distracted from her ire. Koko leaned forward with poise, her cleavage almost directly in Lin's line of sight. The silk and delicate fabric of the dress clung to her, as though it were molded to her body. Though Koko continued speaking, Lin's attention was fixed, her focus narrowing to the sight before her. The curve of her collar bone framed her chest, the divets highlighted by a golden chain that had a pendant of a dragon that laid snug between her breasts. With every heated breath Koko took, the soft tissue of her chest shifted, and Lin's eyes instinctively followed the subtle movement.

    Lin was completely absorbed in the sight before her when she suddenly felt two warm palms gently cup her face, lifting her head to meet Koko's eyes. The tall woman’s irritation was still evident, but there was a glimmer of amusement in her gaze. Her dark red lips twitched, a smile threatening to break through her serious expression. Lin blinked, still dazed, and stammered, "What did you say?"

    Koko let out a long, patient sigh. "You're lucky I find this entertaining," she began, her voice laced with mockery. "I said I’m sorry for intruding on your space, but I was worried and wanted to leave a message in case you were too busy to see me. I'm not mad at you for forgretting, I just wanted to make sure you were alright... and maybe pay one of your boys to pick up food for you to ensure that you ate something."

    Lin blinked again, trying to process the words. "Oh, right. That’s what I thought you said."

     Koko gave her cheek a playful pat twice before pulling her hands away, her tone shifting to teasing. "You didn’t hear a thing."

   "Right, I’m… sorry. For being late and for getting mad," Lin muttered, her voice quiet but sincere.

    Koko's lips curved into a gentle smile, the corners of her eyes crinkling with warmth. "You're just stressed, Lin," she said softly, her tone full of understanding.

    Lin cleared her throat, suddenly finding it difficult to meet Koko's gaze, her soft, affectionate expression making her feel oddly exposed. She awkwardly shifted her focus. "So... you look nice," she said, the words coming out a little too quickly as she tried to distract herself from the intensity of Koko's gaze.

    Koko’s smile widened as she playfully spun on her heel, the hem of her dress fluttering upward as the air shifted around her, the movement both elegant and carefree. After her brief twirl, she stopped and struck a dramatic pose, one hand on her hip, as she looked back at Lin. "Why thank you, darling. You're not so bad looking yourself," she said with a teasing grin, her voice dripping with charm.

    Lin’s eyes involuntarily followed her every movement, unable to tear away. Red was a stunning color on Koko- one that made her burn like a blazing forest fire. She marveled at how the silk of the dress clung to Koko’s body, like molten lava poured over her skin, yet the fabric appeared soft and luxurious, almost like it could melt under the slightest touch. Lin couldn’t help but admire how effortlessly beautiful she looked.

    Koko, sensing the lingering look, chuckled lightly and leaned forward, her voice warm with amusement. "Lin, you can stare at me all you want while we eat." She gave her a playful wink before adding, "You need some real food if you're going to have a busy afternoon!"

"R- right."

   Koko smiled softly, a subtle curve of her lips, before turning back around and continuing down the hall toward the building's front lobby. Lin, still a step behind, trailed closely, her eyes unable to resist drifting downward to follow the fluid movement of Koko’s dress. The silk shifted and swayed with each step Koko took, the fabric flowing back and forth as she moved gracefully, one leg stepping in front of the other. Lin couldn’t help but watch, her gaze lingering a little longer than she intended.

   A faint shiver ran through Lin, a mix of desire and self-consciousness. She felt a wave of guilt wash over her, ashamed of her wandering eyes, as though she was doing something wrong. But wasn’t that exactly what Koko wanted? Wasn’t this what she was subtly encouraging, this unspoken tension? Lin couldn’t deny the pull of it, even though a part of her felt conflicted, torn between the attraction and the unease of being so openly captivated.

     The fresh air hit Lin like a wave, the cool breeze washing over her and instantly refreshing her senses. She inhaled deeply, savoring the crispness as it filled her lungs, a sharp contrast to the stale, stuffy atmosphere of the office she had left behind. For a brief moment, she allowed herself to just be- nothing but the quiet, simple sensation of the air around her. She closed her eyes, letting the calm seep in before she opened them again and glanced at Koko.

    Koko was looking directly at her, her gaze intense, her expression unreadable. "What?" Lin asked, her voice a touch self-conscious.

    "Nothing," Koko replied with a smirk, "I just love a woman in uniform."

     Lin’s breath caught in her throat, a sudden flush creeping up her neck as she choked on the words. "Don’t flirt with me in front of the chief," she stammered, her voice a mix of embarrassment and playful admonishment.

     Koko raised an eyebrow, her grin widening mischievously. "Do you mean... the statue above us?"

     Lin blinked, not quite following her at first. "Yes!" she responded quickly, her eyes flicking nervously upward at the imposing figure overhead.

    Koko’s grin deepened, a glint of amusement flashing in her eyes. "Then... shall I make out with you infront of the chief?" she teased, her voice low and filled with playful intent.

Lin turned around, "I'm going back inside."

   Koko burst into laughter, her head tilting back as the sound echoed through the air. It was a rich, deep laugh, full of warmth and amusement. Before Lin could even reach for the door, Koko grabbed her by the elbow, effortlessly pulling her close. Lin stumbled back, caught off guard, and her body collided lightly with Koko’s. Her back pressed up against Koko’s front, the proximity sending a flutter of heat through her. Without hesitation, Koko slid her arms around Lin’s waist, pulling her even closer.

    Koko’s lips were mere inches from Lin’s ear as she spoke, her voice soft but teasing. The warmth of her breath brushed against the side of Lin’s face, sending a shiver down her spine. "You’re so fun to rile up," Koko murmured, her tone full of playful mischief.

    Lin, flustered and a little breathless, managed to stammer, "I- I thought you said you were going to behave."

    Koko’s grin widened, and she planted a quick, light kiss to the side of Lin’s head before releasing her, her hands lingering for just a moment longer than necessary. "Oh, I am," she said, her voice laced with heat, "This is mild in comparison, but we only have an hour. That means I only have an hour to drive you crazy!"

    Lin grumbled under her breath as she pulled away from Koko, stepping around her to head down the stairs. She could hear the sound of Koko’s playful giggle echoing behind her, followed by the rhythmic clicking of her heels as she quickly caught up. Koko’s long, graceful legs moved effortlessly, and she nudged Lin lightly with her arm as she fell into step beside her. Lin glanced up and met Koko’s gaze, seeing the soft smile on her face.

"You pick the place, and I’ll pay, okay?" Koko said.

    Lin turned her eyes away, trying to ignore the warmth in her chest. "You paid last time," she muttered, still not meeting her eyes.

    Koko let out a light laugh. "Yes, but one of us is working and deserves a treat!"

     "I’m not a pet," Lin replied firmly, her tone defensive.

      Koko’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she tapped her chin, pretending to think. "Oh ho, I wasn’t thinking that!" she said dramatically. "Would you like to be my pet?"

 Lin's face flushed, and she stammered, "No!"

   Koko’s smile grew wider, and she tilted her head slightly. "Then how about being my girlfriend?"

    Lin stopped dead in her tracks, her heart racing as the words hung in the air. Her eyes were glued onto Koko as she stopped and turned to look at her. Koko's smile dimmed slightly at the slight look of panic that seemed to have painted itself on the chief's face, "I'm sorry, was that too much?"

    Lin cleared her throat, her steps faltering slightly as she approached Koko to speak quietly, "No, no, it was just... unexpected."

"But it's not what you want at the moment?"

    "That's not true!" Lin blurted out, her pulse hammering in her ears as she spoke. "It's- it's what I want... I just... I can’t say it out loud right now."

    Koko hummed thoughtfully, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "What about 'partner'?"

    "Partner? Like Captain Saikhan?" Lin asked, her brow furrowing slightly.

    "If it makes you feel more comfortable," Koko replied with a soft, reassuring smile.

     Lin studied her for a moment, taking in Koko’s effortless resilience and natural ability to adapt. It was as if she could bend and reshape herself to fit whatever was needed in any given situation, effortlessly adjusting with a fluidity that was almost disarming. Koko seemed to move through the world with a quiet grace, making others feel seen and understood without even trying. The ease with which she navigated every encounter, no matter how complex, left Lin in awe. Koko's openness was something rare, and it felt like a breath of fresh air, so completely unguarded and welcoming.

    What struck Lin the most, though, was how Koko seemed to make a concerted effort to understand her- her quiet uncertainties, her hesitations- and how she always met them with patience and care. It was a kindness Lin wasn’t used to, but it was also one that made her feel deeply appreciated. The way Koko adapted to her, meeting her where she was, stirred a warmth in Lin’s chest that she hadn’t expected. It was a feeling that was both unfamiliar and strangely comforting, like something inside her finally found its place. It felt right in a way Lin couldn’t quite explain, but in that moment, she knew it was something she wanted to hold on to.

   Lin sighed, her breath wavering as she said, "Ok... partner."

    Koko sputtered, her laughter bubbling up uncontrollably as she doubled over in a fit of hysteria. The sound was so loud and unexpected that Lin felt her face flush with embarrassment. Koko’s shoulders shook violently with the intensity of her amusement, her eyes almost squinting shut as her crows' feet crinkled with every laugh. Lin crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for Koko to regain her composure. After a few more snorts and a particularly loud hiccup, Koko wiped the tears from her eyes, still chuckling.

    "I’m sorry, that was just so weird!" Koko finally managed to say, her grin wide enough to almost split her face in two.

   Lin rolled her eyes, her tone deadpan. "It was your idea!"

    "I know, and I’m so happy about it!" Koko responded with a beaming expression.

   Lin grunted in reply, though a flutter of warmth stirred in her chest at Koko’s enthusiasm. She continued walking, falling into step beside her as she led the way toward a nearby Water Tribe seaweed noodle shop called The Blubbering Penguin Seal.

    The shop was small and quaint, tucked between two larger buildings. When they reached the old, weathered door, Koko opened it with a flourish, holding it wide for Lin to pass through. Lin muttered a quiet thank you as she walked inside, surprised at how much she appreciated the unexpected act of chivalry that seemed to come naturally to Koko. It was a rare moment of being treated like royalty, and while she was not used to it, she couldn't deny the small, pleasant feeling it left her with.

    Inside, the shop was cozy but a little run-down, with faded wooden floors and walls that seemed to lean with age. Despite the shop’s humble appearance, a mouthwatering salty aroma filled the air, making Lin’s stomach growl. In the corner, a small kitchen was visible, where a few workers chatted and moved about, preparing the dishes. The few occupied tables were a mix of native Water Tribe residents and some of mixed origin, their casual conversations blending with the quiet atmosphere.

    The walls were adorned with black-and-white photographs and paintings, many of them showing the Southern Water Tribe during and after the war. The history of the region was preserved in these pictures, capturing moments of resilience and peace. Old weapons, pottery, and animal hides- likely from the arctic creatures of the South- were displayed on shelves, giving the place a sense of timelessness and cultural depth. It felt like stepping into a living museum, where the past was not just preserved, but celebrated.

    Lin confidently walked up to the counter, Koko following closely behind her, already knowing what she wanted. Koko, on the other hand, seemed a bit lost as she scanned the menu. She had never tried any Water Tribe cuisine before, having mostly stuck to Fire Tribe food or whatever meals the army provided. She nudged Lin gently and muttered, “Can you order for me? I have no idea what any of this tastes like.”

    Lin smiled at her and glanced back toward the elderly man behind the counter. “She’ll have a seaweed noodle bowl with crab and a side of seal jerky,” she said.

   Koko made a face at Lin’s order, but walked away with her to a table near the kitchen. As they sat down, Koko watched Lin carefully, her eyes scanning her up and down, almost as if searching for something.

“What?” Lin asked, noticing the scrutiny.

   “So, you come here often?” Koko asked, her curiosity evident.

   “Yes, this is my second favorite place to eat,” Lin replied casually.

    “Are you used to Water Tribe food?” Koko asked, her tone a bit more inquisitive now. She leaned forward over the table, resting her elbows ontop of the surface as she placed her chin in the palm of her hand.

    Lin’s face tightened for a moment before she spoke, her voice a little sharper. “Considering that Su and I spent a lot of time with Katara when we were kids, yeah, I guess I’m used to it.”

    Koko immediately pulled back, her eyes softening as she realized she’d touched a sensitive subject. “Sorry… I didn’t mean to bring up a sore topic.”

    Lin let out a heavy sigh, her expression softening as she relaxed her shoulders. “No, it’s alright. I’m sorry. I’m… trying to be less defensive about my past, you know? Trying to accept that there are things I can’t change.”

   Koko leaned forward again, her gaze sincere as she gently placed her hand over Lin’s. Her voice was soft and soothing as she spoke. “If you’re willing to share, I’d really like to hear about it. What was it like on the island?”

   Lin’s eyes drifted around the diner, taking in the scene. The other patrons and the workers were so absorbed in their own worlds, not even sparing them a passing glance. She gently intertwined her fingers with Koko’s, the soft touch of her hand settling on top of the table. Koko’s eyes glinted as she bit her lip, suppressing the wide grin that tugged at her lips at the simple, tender gesture.

     Lin, unaware of Koko’s reaction, spoke quietly, her voice barely louder than the hum of conversation in the diner. She absentmindedly began drawing shapes on the table with her other hand, her finger running over the worn solid surface. Her thoughts felt as if they were far away. "It wasn’t too bad, growing up. We got to see Bumi, Kya, and Tenzin. And Aunt Katara and Uncle Aang, of course. Even Uncle Sokka would pop by when he was in town. The house was always packed with people. It was loud and chaotic, full of life, which was the exact opposite of the chief's home. There, it was always so quiet, so lonely, but at the temple I sometimes just needed to be alone since there was always people there, so I’d sneak off to train by myself."

     She paused for a moment, her eyes flicking up briefly to catch Koko’s gaze. The other woman was watching her intently, her chin resting in the palm of her hand, a look of quiet curiosity on her face. Lin felt a small twinge of discomfort under the gaze, but she pushed through. "The island... it was my escape," Lin continued, her voice becoming softer as she allowed herself to recall the memories. "It was a place where I could throw as many rocks as I wanted. It's how I would release my frustrations against the chief and Su. The bigger, the more frustrated I was. Sometimes, Tenzin would join me. I’d throw the rocks at him, and he’d bend the air as hard as he could, trying to deflect them. It was always a challenge. Sometimes, he'd send the rocks flying right over my head or launch them so high that they'd land in the bay. He was always pushing himself, but he never seemed to realize his own strength."

    Koko’s voice broke through the silence, her words lingering in the air. "It sounds like you and Tenzin were really close."

     Lin’s eyes darted to Koko’s face, searching for any trace of judgment or mockery. But Koko’s expression remained neutral, her eyes wide with curiosity, not a hint of disdain or sarcasm. There was no distaste, no derision- just simple, unfiltered curiosity. Lin could feel the weight of the words hanging between them, but there was no malice, no hidden agenda.

    Lin swallowed, her chest tightening for a brief moment, before speaking again, her voice softer now, almost fragile. "He was… my best friend," she said, the words tinged with quiet sadness. "We grew up side by side. He was the one person who always understood me, even when I couldn’t understand myself. We always had each other's backs when it came to facing our parents legacy, being team Avatar's kids and all... or at least, that’s how it used to be."

    "Best friends have a knack for that, figuring you out before you can yourself," Koko chuckled, then snorted in amusement. "Jin and I practically share a brain. Since he's a non-bender, we’d always play games that didn’t involve bending. But, being homeless kids on the street, we didn’t have much. Most of the time, we’d play a good old game of Pai Sho. We’d just draw the board in the dirt and find small rocks or flat pieces of wood to use as tiles, carving the Pai Sho designs on them ourselves."

    Lin raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "You like Pai Sho?"

    "No, I suck at it," Koko said, her grin widening. "Where Jin lacks in strength, he more than makes up for in intelligence. He was always kicking my ass at Pai Sho. He had this knack for outthinking me, and I couldn’t keep up. Since he couldn’t do much labor, I’d use the little spare change I had to buy him books. It did him some good, it seems! He actually started to enjoy reading, and he’d teach me things from the books. I guess we made it work."

    "Yeah, that tracks..." Lin nodded, half-smiling, but was quickly cut off.

    "Hey!" Koko called out, her voice filled with mock indignation, giving Lin a playful glare.

    Lin mirrored Koko’s pose, resting her chin in the palm of her hand with a smirk of her own. "Tenzin and I used to play too. I’d say we were about equally matched in terms of strategy. But whenever we went up against Uncle Zuko, we’d always lose. That man’s unbeatable. Great Uncle Iroh taught him well."

     Before Koko could respond, a voice from the counter interrupted them. The older gentleman had arrived, carrying two trays with steaming bowls of seaweed noodles and a small basket of seal jerky. Koko stood up before Lin could react and, with a polite smile, took the trays from him. She set them down gently on the table, and the rich, salty aroma of the food immediately filled the air, making Koko’s mouth water. She wasn’t going to lie- it smelled heavenly.

    As Lin began stirring the noodles with her chopsticks, mixing the contents together, she glanced up at Koko and spoke, her voice carrying a sense of nostalgia. "This diner is the closest I’ve come to finding authentic Southern Water Tribe food in ages. Nothing will ever beat Aunt Katara’s cooking, but this place… it comes pretty damn close."

    Koko raised her hand, the green tendrils of seaweed dangling between her chopsticks, their color a dull green but the smell irresistible. Leaning forward, she slurped the noodles into her mouth, the salty, tangy flavor exploding on her tongue. A satisfied moan escaped her, and she relaxed back into her seat, letting the taste linger before giving a small, approving nod. "Yeah, this is really good. Almost like something from the old family recipe books. You’ve got a point there."

    Both of them fell into a comfortable rhythm, the quiet hum of the diner and the clinking of chopsticks blending with the warmth of the food, creating a peaceful atmosphere. With every bite, the simple, savory flavors seemed to pull Lin into a state of quiet nostalgia, evoking memories of simpler times. The familiar scents, the comforting presence of Koko, and the steady, soothing atmosphere of the diner wrapped around her, bringing a sense of calm. Overcome by the feeling, Lin blurted out, "We should play Pai Sho together," the words slipping out naturally, as if the moment had unlocked a part of her that longed for that familiar connection.

   Koko glanced up from her food, a small smile tugging at her lips before it blossomed into a mischievous smirk. "Are we going to put a stake on it?"

    Lin narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "What kind of stake?"

   Koko leaned in slightly, her voice playful and daring. "Oh, I don’t know, maybe after each game, the loser has to take off an article of clothing, and we keep going until one of us is completely bare."

    Lin’s eyebrows shot up, and she gave Koko an incredulous look. "From what you've told me, it sounds like you just want me to see you naked."

   Koko leaned forward, her gaze heating with intent, "I didn’t hear a no."

Lin scoffed, "You didn't hear a yes either."

   "Aw come on, you're going to deny the temptation? You know I'll lose!"

"I'm not a pervert."

"But I am!" Koko said jokingly.

    Lin felt her cheeks flush, warmth creeping across her face. Her heart raced, her mind swimming with the idea. She actually liked the twist on the game- it was new, bold, and definitely intriguing. She opened her mouth, ready to reply, when suddenly the sound of a chair scraping against the floor interrupted their conversation. A tall, beautiful waterbender slid into the seat that had been placed right between them.

     With an almost mischievous glint in her ocean-blue eyes, Kya greeted Lin with a teasing smile. "Well, well, Lin, fancy meeting you here!" Her gaze shifted to Koko, assessing her with interest. Then, leaning in slightly, Kya flashed a flirtatious smirk, batting her eyelashes at Koko as she spoke. "And who’s your lovely friend here?"

   Lin froze, her body going rigid as her eyes locked onto Kya with an intensity that seemed to root her to the spot. The tall, poised Water Tribe woman leaned effortlessly into Koko’s personal space, a move that was both casual and deliberate, as if she were completely at ease in the intimate proximity. Lin’s heart began to pound in her chest, the rhythmic thumping echoing in her ears as she watched Kya’s every movement with sharp focus. She had known Kya for years, but seeing her here, so unexpectedly seated right before her, made her breath catch in her throat.

    The usual composed exterior Lin carried now seemed to falter as she absorbed the sight of the familiar figure, a jolt of surprise shooting through her. She had known Koko would likely grab her attention, given the woman's natural charm, but she hadn’t expected her to be so openly flirtatious with her, so audacious in her approach. Kya’s posture was relaxed, but the way she tilted her head just slightly, the playful glint in her eyes, the confident way she leaned into Koko’s space- every gesture was charged with a subtle, yet undeniable boldness. Lin couldn’t look away, feeling both intrigued and unnerved by the way Kya was completely unrestrained in her actions, as if she were testing boundaries without a care in the world.

    "Hello, I'm Himiko," Koko said smoothly, delicately dabbing her mouth with a napkin, a calm smile on her lips. "And you are?"

    "Kya," came the reply, the name slipping from her lips effortlessly. 

     Koko smiled politely as she studied the woman before her- beautiful, with soft chocolate skin and piercing blue eyes that reminded her of the ocean's waves, always shifting, always changing and then she froze. Koko blinked, the name registering in her mind as she realized she was face-to-face with one of Avatar Aang’s children. A small wave of awkwardness washed over her, and she almost felt like she should bow- an instinctive gesture of respect- but quickly dismissed it as unnecessary and, frankly, a bit ridiculous. She glanced over at Lin, who sat frozen, her mouth slightly agape and her eyes wide, clearly taken aback by the sight of Kya and the closeness between the two women.

     Koko, sensing the tension, leaned back just a little, a nervous chuckle escaping her as the air around them seemed to grow heavier. “It’s nice to meet someone from Lin’s family!” she said, trying to break the stillness.

   Kya turned towards Lin with a sharp, teasing smile, her voice curious, "Oh, she calls you 'Lin'?" Without missing a beat, Kya leaned towards her, startling Lin with the sudden proximity. “She's not one of your officers?”

    Lin, caught completely off guard, sputtered, her words stumbling over each other. “No- ”

    Kya turned her attention back to Koko, her eyes narrowing as she took in every detail of the scene unfolding before her. She couldn’t help but notice Koko’s tall and athletic build, the way the contours of her muscles were subtly highlighted through the smooth, silken fabric of her dress. Her sharp, striking features and plump, red lips were impossible to ignore. The front sections of her hair softly framed her face, while the rest was gathered into an elegant low bun, her white strands shimmering in the dim light. As she leaned in a little closer, her gaze flickering to Lin's expression, she studied her reaction carefully, before asking Lin with a hint of curiosity, “Where did you meet this beautiful lady?”

"That's none of your business-"

"We met at a bar-"

    Both Lin and Koko stopped mid-sentence, their gazes locking in an unspoken exchange. Lin's lips pressed into a tight line, her posture rigid, while Koko furrowed her brow in confusion, clearly thrown off by Lin’s sudden defensiveness toward Kya. Kya, meanwhile, leaned back casually in her chair, her lips curling into a teasing grin as she observed the silent interaction between the two.

    After a moment, Lin let out a long sigh, her shoulders slumping as she reluctantly leaned back in her chair. Her voice held an undertone of resignation, the usual sharpness in her tone softened. "We met at a bar," she repeated, though the words felt heavier this time.

    Kya raised an eyebrow, her expression playful yet laced with mock disbelief. "Oh, Linny, I thought you gave up drinking years ago." Her frown deepened into a slight pout, as if she were genuinely disappointed in Lin’s choice. Without missing a beat, she reached over to Koko's plate and swiped a couple of pieces of seal jerky, popping one into her mouth as she relaxed further into her seat. Her eyes then drifted to Koko’s bowl of noodles, and she leaned forward to get a better look, her voice brightening with interest. "What’s this? It looks amazing!"

    "Do NOT touch her food, Kya!" Lin snapped, her voice rising with irritation. Her fists clenched tightly on the armrests of her chair, her nerves starting to fray under the weight of Kya's relentless teasing. "Where are your manners? And, better yet, why are you even in town?" Lin’s tone was sharp, the annoyance in her voice now unmistakable as she shot Kya an exasperated look.

    "I'm in town visiting Tenzin and my nieces and nephews, which, by the way, you haven't seen in awhile either. When are you coming by for dinner?" Kya gestured to Koko, "You can bring your hot date with you." 

   Koko flushed bright red, too intimidated to step in between the growing tension, and instead, she quietly slurped her noodles, hoping to stay out of the way. Is this what it's like to have a sister? she mused to herself, watching the exchange unfold.

     Lin crossed her arms tightly over her chest, her scowl deepening as she grumbled under her breath, "I've been busy."

     Kya rolled her eyes dramatically. "So have Mako and Bolin, and they still manage to make time to come over."

    "They're not the chief of police," Lin retorted, casting a quick glance at Koko. "And I've had other things to do with my free time."

     "Ooooh," Kya teased, her lips curling into a sly smirk as she turned her gaze to Koko, looking her up and down. "Are you... 'other things'?"

     Koko’s eyes widened in shock, and she nearly choked on a piece of crab. Dear Agni, she thought, struggling to keep herself from coughing. Lin’s face turned a furious shade of red, and Koko could practically see a vein throbbing in her forehead. Lin's entire posture shifted as her irritation boiled over, her chair trembling with the pressure. Koko could feel the tension rise as the lighthearted atmosphere rapidly evaporated, replaced by something far more uncomfortable.

    As much as Lin was glad to have Kya back in the city, she would’ve much preferred her unannounced visit had been at the police station instead of during her lunch with Koko. Lin leaned forward, her elbows planted firmly on the table as she rubbed her temples in exasperation. "Kya, please. Do you have to flirt with every pretty woman you see?"

"You think I'm pretty?" Koko blurted out.

    Lin deadpanned, her eyes narrowing slightly. "I've told you before that I do."

    Koko beamed, unable to resist the compliment. "It's still nice to hear!" she winked, trying to lighten the mood.

     Lin scoffed, rolling her eyes. "If I told you that all the time, you'd get full of yourself."

    Koko grinned mischievously. "I know what I want to get full of-"

    Before she could finish her thought, Lin, who had clearly had enough of Koko's teasing, swiped a piece of jerky from the table and tossed it straight into Koko's mouth, effectively silencing her with a near-choking fit. Koko gasped, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe, and Kya observed the exchange in silence, her eyebrows raised in surprised amusement. A small, amused smile crept onto her lips as she watched Lin’s flustered reaction.

     Lin was trying her hardest to look stern, scolding Koko silently for making such an inappropriate remark in front of her, but the blush creeping up her neck betrayed her. Lin’s shoulders were stiff, but Kya noticed the softening around her eyes, her tension beginning to ease as she fought to suppress a smile. Koko, meanwhile, was busy flipping Lin the finger in mock outrage, all while still recovering from the surprise jerky assault. Despite the awkwardness of the moment, the playful energy in the air hadn't completely dissipated, and Kya couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle, thoroughly entertained by the exchange.

   The faint sound made both women turn toward her, as if they had completely forgotten she was even there. Lin cleared her throat, feeling a tight knot form in her stomach as she tried to steady her breath. "Listen, Kya," she began, her voice a little shakier than she intended, "this is still new for me. I'm still trying to figure things out. I'd really appreciate it if... you didn't tell anyone."

    Kya’s lips curved into a soft smile, and she nodded reassuringly. "I won’t tell anyone, Lin. I promise. I’ll give you the time you need... for now." Her smile widened as she glanced over at Koko. "But you can’t keep her to yourself forever, you know. Everyone’s going to want to meet you eventually."

     Lin stiffened at the thought. The idea of her and Koko becoming serious enough to introduce her to the family felt like an enormous weight on her chest. She could already picture how it would go- her family, in all their overbearing, energetic glory, would likely drive Koko away. If Kya was this forceful, she could only imagine what Bumi would be like- loud, teasing, and relentless. Even Meelo, with his wild, unpredictable nature, might be too much for her. Lin could already see it: the chaos, the noise, and the overwhelming intensity of it all. Perhaps Ikki would be a little easier to handle, but still, she wasn’t sure she was ready for it.

    Lin’s thoughts briefly turned to her niece Opal. She hoped Opal’s calm demeanor might serve as a soothing balm amidst the storm of her family’s personalities. Just the thought of it made Lin feel dizzy, and she wondered if it was even possible. The idea seemed so unlikely, yet in this strange moment, it almost felt within reach as she watched Koko laugh at Kya’s teasing.

    "Thank you, Kya," Koko said gently, her voice warm. "But Lin and I are taking things slow. It might be a while before I come by the island."

    Kya dramatically sighed, as if the very thought of it was a personal tragedy. "What a shame," she said. "Guess I’ll have to keep being the only beautiful person on the island until then." She flashed a teasing grin at both of them.

    Lin rolled her eyes. "How humble of you," she muttered sarcastically. "Can you leave now? I only have 20 minutes left with Koko."

    Kya's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Oooh, you want her all to yourself, huh?"

"Kya!"

    Kya’s laughter filled the space between them, soft and melodic, like the sound of raindrops pattering gently on a rooftop. Koko couldn’t help but think of Master Katara and Avatar Aang- how their joy had always been a quiet, comforting presence. As Kya stood, her chair scraping against the floor, she flashed a knowing smile at the pair of them. "Alright, alright. I’ll get out of your hair," she said, her tone light but teasing. "But don’t think this is over, Lin. I’ll be calling you for all the details, or maybe I’ll just stop by the station!"

   Lin groaned, a small, exasperated sound escaping her lips as Kya spun on her heels, heading toward the door. The faint sound of her laughter lingered in the air even as she disappeared out of sight.

   Lin dragged her hand slowly down her face, the weight of the past moments lifting from her shoulders as the door clicked shut behind Kya. She exhaled a long, relieved sigh, letting the tension drain from her body. Koko, however, was watching her with a mischievous glint in her eyes, biting down on her lip to hold back a grin. Lin felt a spark of irritation but also found herself fighting a smile. Koko’s amusement was contagious, even though she was the last person Lin wanted to share a laugh with at that moment. They both exchanged a glance, their faces taut as they struggled to keep their laughter in check, the room thick with the effort of suppressing their amusement.

    "She seemed really nice," Koko said, her voice bubbling with lightheartedness as she giggled, clearly still amused by the whole encounter.

    Lin snorted, shaking her head as she crossed her arms. "Nice? She's a menace." Her lips curled into a reluctant smile. "But, honestly, not nearly as much of a menace as Bumi."

    Koko’s eyes sparkled with recognition, and she let out a knowing laugh. "Oh, trust me, I’ve encountered him a few times. Whenever the Fire Nation army and the United Forces would team up for missions, he was always there causing some sort of chaos. He's... quite the character."

    Lin's lips twitched upward, her expression softening as fond memories flooded in. "Character? That’s one way to put it," she said, shaking her head in amused disbelief. She paused for a moment before her voice dropped slightly, taking on a more nostalgic tone. "Have I ever told you about the time he tried to create a flying lemur army to terrorize the poor acolytes on the island?"

    Koko’s eyes widened instantly, her interest piqued. She leaned forward in her seat, her food forgotten, the last remnants of her grin now replaced by rapt attention. "No! You have to tell me this! I’ve got to hear it!"

    Lin chuckled softly, the memory vividly returning to her mind. "Well, I wanted some space from everyone at the time so I wandered down to the beach..."

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   Lin felt a quiet sense of contentment as she walked, her stomach warm and full from the meal they had shared. She and Koko were making their way back to the station, their steps in sync as their arms brushed against each other every now and then. Lin couldn’t help but glance at Koko, who still wore that wide, carefree grin- the kind of smile that made it seem like their lunch together had been the highlight of her day. Lin would be lying if she said she didn’t feel the same way. The simple act of sharing a meal had brought a sense of lightness back to her step, enough to make the mountain of paperwork waiting for her seem a little less daunting.

    Koko’s warmth seemed to radiate off her, like an invisible heat that seeped into the metal of Lin’s uniform. It spread across her arm, sending a cozy, almost comforting sensation through her entire body. She could feel Koko’s presence next to her, a reassuring steadiness, and for a moment, Lin wished she could slow down, stretch out this brief walk, extend the time they had together. But she knew she couldn’t- there was no hiding it, no escaping the truth that the closer they walked, the more obvious it would be.

   Lin felt a surge of longing, the kind that made her want to reach out, to take Koko’s hand in hers or wrap her arm around her waist and lean into her side. The idea was almost too tempting, the warmth of Koko’s body against hers would feel so right. But she knew it was far too risky, especially in a world where the triads were moving in, watching. The open streets weren’t a place for such gestures- at least not while the danger of discovery hung over them. 

   Lin let out a soft sigh, a quiet, almost imperceptible sound that made Koko glance down at her.

   "Is something wrong, darling?" Koko’s deep, velvety voice seemed to linger in Lin’s mind, carrying an undertone of concern.

    "No," Lin answered quickly, though her voice betrayed a hint of wistfulness. "Just... wishing this could last a little longer." Her eyes flickered to the ground, avoiding Koko’s gaze for a moment.

    Koko leaned in slightly, their shoulders brushing together in a subtle, comforting gesture. "We can do this again tomorrow," she said with a playful tone. "I was hoping we could make it part of your routine, actually."

    Lin’s feet stumbled slightly as she processed the words, her heart skipping a beat. "You want to- do this again? Tomorrow? So soon?" She sputtered, a mixture of surprise and warmth flooding through her that frightened her a little.

    Koko let out a quiet snort of amusement, clearly unbothered by Lin’s reaction. "Yes, I was going to ask if we could make this a regular thing. I don’t want to go days without seeing you again." Her voice was light, but there was an unmistakable sincerity in it.

    Lin's face flushed crimson, and she felt a sudden rush of heat spread through her chest. Her heart pounded faster, and she stumbled slightly, trying to regain her balance. "Don’t say that!" she blurted, her voice higher than usual as she fought to keep herself steady.

    "Why not?" Koko asked, her tone playful, yet soft. "I told you I’d make sure you knew you were cared for, that you were wanted."

    Lin opened her mouth to respond, but the words caught in her throat. She flushed even deeper, feeling both embarrassed and oddly flattered. "Well, yes, you did say that..." she began, then hesitated, feeling the weight of Koko’s gaze on her. "But you don’t have to say it so... so sweetly."

    Koko smiled, the corner of her lips curling up in a mischievous yet affectionate way. "Oh, I can be even sweeter, Lin."

"Right-"

    "You're very cute when you blush, did you know that?"

   Lin turned completely away from her, "Don't point it out!"

    Koko’s laughter reverberated through Lin, sinking deeply into her chest and filling her with warmth, the sound echoing like a melody that wrapped around her in a deep, comforting embrace. It was as if the world outside them didn’t exist, and all that mattered was the shared moment between them. Lin felt the heat of Koko’s palm pressed against her lower back, the touch seeping through the layers of her uniform, sending a pleasant warmth spreading across her skin. The contact wasn’t just physical- it felt like an anchor, drawing her closer, making her feel alive and seen in a way she hadn’t realized she was craving. There was something magnetic about Koko’s presence, something that seemed to make Lin forget about the rest of the universe.

    In that brief, powerful instant, Lin became aware that they had arrived at the station. She turned, and her gaze landed on the sleek structure just in front of them. It was a striking, almost stark contrast to the warmth of Koko’s touch, but before she could fully process the shift, Koko’s hand on her back gave a gentle but insistent pull, urging her closer. Lin’s body instinctively obeyed, her feet moving without her conscious thought. She felt the space between them close, felt Koko’s hand guide her even closer, and the connection between them deepened. Then, without warning, Koko leaned forward, her lips brushing lightly against Lin’s forehead in a soft, tender kiss. It was a fleeting gesture, but it held a weight that Lin could feel in her bones. The warmth and tenderness of Koko’s touch lingered, far more meaningful than any words could express, and for a moment, the world around them seemed to dissolve entirely.

    Lin froze, her heart racing in her chest, every muscle in her body momentarily suspended as the intensity of the moment washed over her. Her breath caught, her chest tight with the mixture of emotions rushing through her. There was panic in her chest, the vulnerability of the moment feeling almost overwhelming. But there was also a deep sense of relief, a quiet joy in knowing that Koko wasn’t afraid to show her affection, even in public, even when the world could see them. It was rare- perhaps too rare- that Lin allowed herself to be this open, and yet, there was something about Koko that made it feel natural, like it was the most natural thing in the world to let herself fall into this kind of moment, this kind of connection. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but it was one Lin couldn’t seem to shake, nor did she want to.

    Koko pulled back just slightly, her eyes soft, and she offered Lin a warm, genuine smile. “I’m glad I got to see you today,” she said, the words a balm, soothing the knots in Lin’s chest. It was the kind of smile that spoke volumes- of affection, of shared moments, of unspoken understanding. Lin found herself looking up at her, the depth of Koko’s eyes making her heart ache in a way she wasn’t prepared for.

    Lin swallowed hard, struggling to find her voice amidst the overwhelming emotions coursing through her. Her throat was dry, her chest tight, but she managed a light, slightly breathless laugh. “It was only an hour. You can’t possibly be so happy about that,” she said, trying to deflect the intensity of the moment with teasing.

    But Koko didn’t waver. Her smile remained steady, the sincerity in her eyes unwavering. “I’ve never been happier,” she replied softly, her voice low, every word carrying a weight that Lin felt deep within her.

    Lin let out a short laugh, her expression a mix of disbelief and affection. “Now you’re just buttering me up,” she teased, her hands sliding up to rest on Koko’s shoulders. She felt a sense of grounding in the touch, as though nothing else mattered except for this moment, this connection. All the noise of the outside world faded away, and the only thing Lin could focus on was Koko- Koko’s golden eyes, the way her lips curved upward, the way she stood before Lin, steady and strong.

    Her hands began to explore Koko’s shoulders, tracing the smooth silk of her outfit, feeling the subtle power beneath the fabric. The material was soft, luxurious to the touch, yet Lin could feel the taut muscles of Koko’s body beneath it- muscles honed by years of strength and experience. Her fingers glided upward, tracing the lines of Koko’s neck, the soft skin of her throat, and the slight tension that ran through her. Lin’s touch was light, gentle, as if she were savoring every second of this connection. Lin felt the tendons shift beneath her thumb, Koko’s pulse thudding against the delicate skin. She traced the curve of her throat, her nail grazing the surface with a faint, almost imperceptible catch. Koko swallowed, the motion causing Lin’s thumb to press a little deeper into the soft flesh.

   Her fingers followed the natural curve of Koko’s jaw, exploring the softness of her skin, and then slowly traveled to Koko’s cheeks. There, Lin felt the faint lines of age- the gentle creases that spoke of years lived, experiences had, a life shaped by both hardships and joy. It was a face that had seen the passage of time, and Lin found herself mesmerized by the subtle traces of it. She wanted to memorize every detail, every feature, every nuance.

    With a deep sense of reverence, Lin gently cupped Koko’s face in both of her hands, her fingers softly tracing the smooth, warm curve of her cheeks. The heat radiated from Koko’s flushed skin, a palpable warmth that made Lin’s chest tighten with something she couldn’t quite name. She lingered there for a moment, taking in every detail of Koko’s face- the way her golden eyes seemed to shimmer under the soft light, the subtle tremor in her jaw as she held herself so still, allowing Lin to study her so thoroughly. Koko didn’t shy away from her gaze. Instead, she allowed Lin to observe her with the intensity of someone who was trying to remember every little detail before time and duty once again stole her attention. It was as if Lin was trying to memorize the very essence of her, to lock away this fleeting moment in her mind before work and endless reports consumed her once more.

    In that space, Koko felt strangely exposed. She could feel her emotions all over her face, unguarded and raw. She wasn’t one to hide what she felt- never had been, except when it came to her time in the army, where control had been paramount. In that world, emotions were weaknesses, easily exploited. But here, now, with Lin, it felt different. Her vulnerability was no longer a burden; it felt natural, even comforting, to allow herself to be seen so completely, so honestly.

    Koko, seeming to sense a shift in Lin’s demeanor, tilted her head slightly, the corner of her lips curving into a soft, knowing smile. Without warning, she turned her face slightly, pressing a delicate kiss to the center of Lin’s palm. It was a tender gesture, full of intimacy, and as her lips brushed against the callused skin of Lin’s hand, Lin couldn’t help but shiver. Lin’s other hand slid into Koko's hair, her fingers threading through the strands with a quiet confidence, as though she was anchoring Koko in place.

   "We’re right in front of the chief, darling," Koko murmured, her voice playful but also laced with an underlying tease, as though she were reminding Lin of the boundaries they both knew they were skirting.

   Lin sighed, a deep, almost reluctant sound, and let her hands drop just a fraction, though she didn’t pull away. "We’re in front of everyone," she said, her voice tinged with the weariness of someone caught between two worlds. There was a faint edge to her tone, as if she knew what this moment meant, and yet part of her didn’t want to let go of it.

    Koko, however, seemed unbothered by the context, her lips still grazing against Lin’s palm, each kiss soft and lingering as she spoke. "There aren’t many people around the station right now," she pointed out, her voice a low murmur, almost intimate in its quietness. 

"At least, not from what we can see." Lin retorted.

     Koko's words hung in the air, both playful and full of promise, as if to reassure Lin that the present moment was theirs, that no one else could interrupt the space they’d carved out for themselves, even if it was just for a few fleeting seconds. Lin found herself holding her breath, as if afraid to move too quickly, worried that something so delicate would break. But Koko wasn’t finished yet, and Lin could feel the shift in her, the glint in her eyes deepening.

    Koko's grin grew wider, her eyes softening with affection, though her words remained teasing, layered with admiration. "I see a breathtaking woman in uniform," she began, each word deliberate, every syllable meant to linger in the air. "With the most captivating eyes I’ve ever seen, and lips that are downright tantalizing. Lips that I can’t stop thinking about- lips I desperately want to kiss, but I won’t… out of respect for her job."

    The words hung between them like an unspoken promise, a longing that neither of them fully expressed, yet both felt undeniably. Lin’s heart fluttered in her chest, her breath catching at the intensity of Koko’s gaze. She didn’t speak immediately. Instead, she allowed herself a moment to soak in Koko’s words, feeling a warmth rise within her that had nothing to do with the physical heat radiating from their bodies.

     Slowly, Lin’s thumb traced the outline of Koko’s stained lips, her touch gentle and lingering, as though she were savoring the moment, the intimate connection between them. The feel of Koko’s lips, warm and soft under her touch, made Lin’s pulse quicken. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible, thick with emotion. She didn’t quite know what she was thanking Koko for- perhaps for the compliment, for the respect, for the understanding that had always passed between them- but it felt right, even in its quiet simplicity.

    Koko responded by pressing a light kiss to the pad of her thumb, her words muffled my the appendage, "Whatever makes you comfortable, darling."

   "What makes you comfortable, Koko?" Lin rushed out.

  Koko's eyes flashed to her, her lips tracing the flesh of Lin's thumb. She opened her mouth and gently wrapped her lips around the appendage, her tongue pressing against it as she sucked. No words were needed; her actions alone spoke of her longing for affection, the one thing she craved most from Lin.

   Lin shuddered, a soft tremor running through her body as she reluctantly pulled her hand away from Koko, the cool air brushing against her now spit covered thumb. Her mind began to drift back to the reality of her responsibilities, and she could feel the weight of time pressing on her. She knew she was already running late, a fact that gnawed at her as she took a reluctant step backward. The looming presence of the building where she worked stood like a cold, distant shadow, a stark reminder of the duties and obligations awaiting her inside. It felt as if the towering structure was silently reminding her of the tasks she couldn’t avoid, the reports, the meetings, the work that never seemed to end.

    Koko remained standing there, unmoving, her smile unwavering and gentle. Her presence, calm and reassuring, grounded Lin in a way she hadn’t realized she needed. As Lin began to walk toward the entrance, her steps slow and reluctant, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of comfort in the quiet, steady confidence Koko exuded. There was an unspoken promise in the way Koko watched her, her eyes warm and filled with quiet understanding. It was a promise that no matter how much time passed, no matter how many days of work and stress lay ahead, Koko would be there. Tomorrow, and the day after that, and the one after that. She would always be there, waiting for Lin, as if nothing in the world could pull them apart.

    The thought settled heavily in Lin’s chest, pulling a small, bittersweet smile onto her lips as she glanced back at Koko one last time. Despite the responsibilities that weighed on her, the obligations waiting for her inside the building, her heart felt strangely full, warmed by the quiet connection they shared. But then, as she watched Koko’s figure standing there, a sudden flash of memory hit her- an image of Tenzin, so vivid and unexpected. The memory blurred with the present, a jagged spike of cold dread shooting through her chest. It was a feeling she couldn’t shake, as though a familiar pattern was about to repeat itself. She worried that, eventually, Koko might grow tired of the distance, of the waiting, of the uncertainty that came with being with someone so consumed by duty. That fear lingered for a fleeting moment before it was swept away.

   Koko, sensing Lin’s lingering hesitation, gave a small wave, her hand moving gently through the air, clearing away Lin’s doubts with each motion. "I’ll see you tomorrow," she said, her voice soft but certain. It was a promise- one that Lin clung to, even as she turned her back on the woman she didn’t want to leave.

    Lin swallowed hard, feeling a knot tighten in her throat. The words echoed in her mind as she nodded, though the movement felt heavy. She turned away, heading toward the door, the weight of the moment pulling at her as she reached for the doorknob. Her hand wrapped around the cool metal, and with a soft pull, the noise of the bustling station flooded the street, the world outside pressing in as the door swung open. She stepped through it, the quiet click of the door closing behind her feeling like a seal on the moment they had shared.

    But the brief sense of solitude didn’t last. No sooner had she stepped into the street than one of her administrative staff, Luna, approached her, a small note in hand. "Chief, you had a call a few minutes ago… from Master Kya."

     Lin groaned, the sound escaping her lips without thought as she leaned back against the doorframe. The familiar weight of her responsibilities settled in, and she could already feel the questions, the criticisms, the never-ending demands that were bound to follow. She knew she wasn’t going to get a moment to herself for a while. "Thank you, Luna," Lin muttered, the edge of frustration in her voice, as she braced herself for the inevitable flood of tasks and inquiries that would follow the call.

    Lin stormed through the station, her boots pounding loudly against the hard, polished tiles, each step echoing through the empty hallway. The sharp, rhythmic clicks of her boots resonated like a drumbeat, betraying the frustration and tension that simmered beneath her composed exterior. She walked with purpose, ignoring the quiet murmurs that followed her- whispers about her unusual late arrival, the hushed speculation that had begun to stir among the officers. It was something they've never seen before.

     Bolin and Mako, who had been standing nearby, exchanged glances as Lin’s presence seemed to command the room. They watched as she reached her office door, her movements sharp and decisive. Without a second’s hesitation, she wrenched the door open with a force that rattled the frame, the harsh sound of it reverberating through the station. The door slammed shut behind her with a deafening crash, the impact causing the walls to tremble slightly, as though the very building had felt the weight of her frustration. The sudden silence that followed was thick with the tension she left in her wake.

   "Do you think the lunch went bad?" Bolin asked, glancing at Mako.

"Yeah, bro... I think it did," Mako replied with a sigh. 

"Should we go check on her?"

   "No," Mako said after a pause, shaking his head. "I think we should give her some space this time."

    "...Should we find Koko then?" Bolin suggested, looking at Mako curiously.

    Mako opened his mouth to respond, then hesitated, taking a moment to consider the possibility. "No, I don't think Koko was the one who ruined lunch," he said slowly.

    Bolin raised an eyebrow, clearly confused. "How can you tell?"

"I just can," Mako said with a shrug, his tone firm.

    "Oookaaay, bro. If you're sure," Bolin said, still skeptical but trusting his brother's judgment.

   Lin sat at her desk, leaning back in her chair with a long, weary sigh. The reports piled up in front of her, but she knew there was no avoiding the conversation that had been looming over her for the last hour. She had to get it over with before diving into the paperwork that was already threatening to consume her entire day. With a resigned motion, she reached for the phone, her fingers brushing against the cold surface of the receiver as she picked it up. Glancing at the note she had been handed earlier, she quickly dialed the number scrawled on it. The dial tone buzzed steadily in her ear, a quiet reminder of the task ahead. Then, after two rings, she heard the familiar sound of the phone connecting.

    By the third ring, the receiver was picked up, and a loud, booming voice broke through the silence on the other end.

"Linny!"

    Lin’s grip on the phone tightened as she pinched the bridge of her nose, her patience already thin. She’d hoped for a more professional approach, but of course, it was the same as always. She rolled her eyes, annoyance creeping into her voice as she snapped back, “You called my workplace just to gossip? You couldn't wait until I was off?”

   "Well, considering the triads are still running wild and you're the chief, as you like to put it, I wasn’t sure when you'd be off duty," Kya said with a snarky tone. "I could've called you."

    "And wake me up at the crack of dawn?" Kya laughed lightly. "I need my beauty sleep, Lin."

    "At your age, sleep won’t do much to help you anymore."

   "Rude!" Kya screeched, her laughter echoing through the line.

    Lin couldn't help but crack a smile at the banter, so familiar and easy, just like old times. She leaned back in her seat, the weight on her shoulders easing just a little as Kya's laughter slowly faded. It brought her back to simpler days- the nights when they'd stay up late together after Lin’s breakup with Tenzin. She’d lay in Kya's arms for comfort, even though, in hindsight, it had been a mistake and only made things more complicated. At the time, though, it had been a much-needed source of solace. Kya’s presence, her gentle care, had done nothing to fix the ache in Lin’s heart, but it had eased the exhaustion in her mind.

    "Himiko seems like a lovely lady," Kya’s voice broke through Lin’s thoughts, and she could hear the teasing in it.

    Lin felt a flush rise in her cheeks, and her finger tapped nervously on the desk as she tried to keep her tone steady. "Alright, enough with the formalities. What do you actually want to know?"

    "Aw, Lin, you never let me have any fun. No buildup, no suspense- nothing!" Kya chuckled, her voice light before turning serious. "I want to know how you feel about her."

    Lin choked on her breath, taken off guard by the question. "Why is that any of your business?!" she blurted out, her voice sharper than she intended.

    Kya's voice came through the phone, soft yet sincere, "I’ve never seen or heard you talk about being with anyone else. Not since Tenzin, and not since me. You’ve always buried yourself in work, and over time, we drifted apart. No one really knew what you were doing, other than protecting the city- "

"That's all I’ve ever done," Lin cut in, her voice tight.

    "Exactly, Lin," Kya said, her tone gentle but unwavering. "Even after we all reconnected after the Equalists a few years back, you still kept everyone at arm's length. And now, I come back from the south after visiting Mom, and I see you with a woman. I saw the way you were looking at her."

    Lin felt her stomach tighten, her throat going dry as she swallowed hard. "How was I looking at her?" she asked, her voice almost hesitant.

    "Like you wanted to kiss her." Kya’s voice rang clearly through the phone, the words so vivid they felt like they were echoing in Lin's mind. "Like she was the only person in the room. I literally stood by you for five whole minutes before I finally went and grabbed a chair!"

  Lin let out an exasperated groan, pressing her palm to her forehead as Kya’s words swirled in her head. She hated the way it made her feel exposed, as though her every emotion had been on display for Kya to see. She had been so careful, so guarded, but apparently not careful enough. She realized that she really needed to stop having these crucial conversations over the phone- and maybe, just maybe, work on her poker face again. She was mortified, and the realization of being so open, so vulnerable, especially when she knew how dangerous it could be, made her feel uncomfortably exposed.

   "Lin? It’s okay," Kya’s voice was softer now, laced with warmth and understanding. "I’m actually really happy for you."

    Lin lifted her head, surprise flickering across her features. "Y- you are?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

    "Yeah," Kya replied, her voice filled with a tenderness that surprised Lin. "I remember how vulnerable you were after you and Tenzin broke up. I remember how you used to shake in my arms, crying when you thought I had fallen asleep right next to you."

"Kya-"

    "I knew I was just there to comfort you, to be a shoulder for you," Kya continued, her voice thick with emotion. "And I was more than willing to be that for you, because I’m your family, Lin. But it hurt to see you so... fragile. I’ve seen you angry, I’ve seen you devastated, but I’ve never seen you so completely broken."

    Lin closed her eyes, a deep sigh escaping her as the memories came flooding back. The cold of that night, and many after that, felt fresh, as though it had just happened. She could still feel the chill in the air, even though Kya had been right there beside her, her naked body pressed against her. The heart-wrenching pain had torn through her chest- sharp, like a knife, but at the same time, dull, as if it were something that would never go away. The tears that had seemed endless that night, each one heavier than the last. Her eyes had been swollen, her nose running as she lay curled up on her side, the sheet tangled around her bare hips. The weight of that grief, that deep ache in her heart, had been suffocating, and even Kya’s presence, warm and comforting, hadn’t been enough to take it away. But Kya had stayed. And Lin, though she never let on, had needed her more than she realized.

"You were a good friend." Lin choked out.

   "You didn’t deserve the pain, Lin. I’ve been on your side from the very beginning, and I’m still here now," Kya said, her tone soft yet steady, full of understanding. "Hold onto her, and don’t let go. I can tell from the way she carries herself, from her aura, that she’s good for you."

    "Her aura?" Lin chuckled, the sound wet and unsure. "I don't think I deserve someone like her…"

    "Why would you say that?" Kya asked, her voice gently pressing for the truth.

    Lin hesitated, feeling a lump form in her throat. She took a shaky breath before continuing, her words tumbling out in fragments. "Well... I mean, you saw her. She's so sweet, so affectionate... she actually cares about me." Lin’s voice faltered as she tried to gather her thoughts. "And with everything going on, with all my responsibilities and how busy I am, I just… I don’t want to neglect her, you know? I don’t want to let her down."

    Kya’s voice grew more pointed, though still gentle. "Like you did with Tenzin?"

    Lin’s heart dropped, and she let out a heavy sigh. There was no denying the truth in Kya’s words. "Yes. Exactly," Lin admitted quietly, feeling the weight of her past mistakes wash over her.

     Kya’s voice turned serious, a shift in tone that made Lin sit up straighter. "Lin, what I’m about to say might make you mad, but I think you need to hear it," she said, her words slow and measured. "You’re an amazing chief, no doubt about it, but you’re replaceable to the city. Your job title? It’s just that- a title. A temporary position. You need to understand, from someone who’s always been a wanderer, that there’s more to life than just duty and work. There’s more than what’s in front of you right now. And Himiko... she might just be part of that bigger picture."

     Lin groaned, rolling her eyes in exasperation. She could already hear Kya’s familiar tone, and it made her feel like she was being backed into a corner. "You sound just like Su," she muttered, not sure if she was amused or frustrated by the comparison.

    Kya’s voice suddenly rose, loud and playful, but with a hint of seriousness beneath it. "And Su is right! Do you need a third person to tell you? I can call Izumi right now and make it third time’s the charm!"

    Lin’s groan deepened as she fought to suppress a laugh. "No-"

   "Then tell me how you feel about her!" Kya pressed, her tone insistent and teasing, but also full of genuine concern. "Don’t hold back, Lin. What’s really going on in your heart?"

    Lin bit her lip, her heart feeling both overwhelmingly full and yet strangely empty at the same time. Words came to her in waves, constantly slipping away just as she thought she had a hold of them. Her voice trembled, as if she were learning to speak for the first time, "She makes me want to try, Kya. She makes me want to fight for what we have, could have, to work for it... and I’m afraid of how off-kilter she makes me feel. With Tenzin, I always felt centered, but with Koko- she throws me off balance. In a good way, but... it’s different. Spirits, I’ve only known her for a few weeks, and it all started as some fling, but it feels like she completely changed my life that night."

    "Tui and La," Kya whispered softly, "That’s a good way of saying she rocked your world."

    "KYA!" Lin’s voice shot back, a mix of exasperation and something else she couldn’t quite name.

   Kya chuckled, light and airy, "I'm so happy, Lin. She seemed like she really wanted to try too. I meant it when I said we'd all love to meet her, when you're ready of course."

   "Don't get a head of yourself there, it's still so new." Lin muttered, "We've got a lot of navigating to do- to try to...make it work."

   Kya laughed, her grin wide, "I know it will, I'm never wrong when it comes to reading people's aruas."

   Lin bit her lip, the image of the island flashing vividly in her mind, accompanied by the haunting memory of Amon towering over her through the misty rain. The memory was so clear, so sharp, it felt as if she could reach out and touch it. She hesitated, torn between wanting to keep the pain locked away and the urge to finally release it. The island haunted her dreams, and every time she thought of it, she could almost feel the ground slipping out from under her, as if she were falling. Her voice came out soft, almost hesitant, as she spoke, "There’s one more thing."

   Kya shifted, the sound of it amplifying in the silence between them. Lin’s voice trembled as she made her confession, the vulnerability in her words impossible to hide. "What is it?" Kya asked, her tone filled with curiosity and concern.

    Lin took a deep breath, fighting the overwhelming rush of emotions that the memory stirred in her. Her heart sank as the images came flooding back- the cold, damp concrete that seeped into her skin like the dampness of a nightmare, the thunder cracking in her ears, and the suffocating weight of Amon standing right in front of her as she struggled to steady herself. Her chest tightened as she continued, "The reason I haven’t joined you for dinner on the island..." She faltered, and for a moment, the weight of it all nearly broke her. "It’s because... that island is where I lost my bending. Right there, in the courtyard."

    The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy. Lin’s heart ached as she heard the soft hitch in Kya's breath, her own pulse loud in her ears. The truth was out now, exposed and raw, just as Koko had suggested. She had said it- she had told someone. And for the first time in so long, Lin felt a fleeting sense of relief, a small ember of pride flickering within her. She imagined Koko would be proud, too, for her courage in finally speaking up.

    But the silence didn’t last long. Kya’s voice cracked with disbelief and concern, her words spilling out in a rush. "Lin... I- why haven’t you told Tenzin? Or anyone?" Kya’s tone was frantic, her shock palpable. "Spirits! I know they’ve been pressing you about it for years! They would’ve given you space if you had just told them. Oh, Lin, I’m so sorry

    "I never said anything. It's not their fault they didn’t know," Lin responded, her voice quiet, though there was an edge to it.

    Kya’s tone softened, but there was a firm undercurrent. "Yes, but... they do know the sacrifices you’ve made for them. They should have respected those choices enough to give you the space you needed, especially after everything you’ve been through. It was a traumatic event, Lin. They should’ve understood that."

    Lin sighed, leaning back in her chair as she let Kya’s words settle. "I know, and I’m not saying you’re wrong. But... I know Tenzin was happy when we reconciled, in his own way. And Meelo has been asking about me." Her voice trailed off, a hint of bittersweetness to it. "It’s just... I don’t think I can go back yet. Not... not by myself, anyway."

    Kya’s tone softened further, her voice taking on a more gentle and understanding quality. "But maybe… with Koko?"

    Lin’s breath caught in her throat, and she shuddered involuntarily at the thought. The memory of Koko’s lips still lingered on her skin, the warmth and the softness of her touch imprinted on her senses. The way her heated breath had cascaded over Lin, the closeness of their bodies, the way time had seemed to slow in that moment. "Yes... with Koko," she murmured, a warmth blossoming in her chest.

   "I think I like the sound of that," Kya said, a teasing lilt in her voice. "Lin and Himiko."

    Lin scoffed, a small, reluctant smile tugging at her lips. The warmth Kya had brought flared in her chest, momentarily pushing aside the shadow of dread that had been hovering. "Yeah, okay," Lin said, her voice back to its usual dry tone. "Are we done here? Because I’ve got a mountain of reports staring me down, and they’re not going to read themselves."

    "Okay, okay, I’ll let you go," Kya replied, her voice faltering slightly as she hesitated. "But... I just want you to know- I'm really happy for you, Lin. I mean it. You deserve all the happiness you can find. Hold on to Koko, take all the time you need, and don’t let anyone rush you. And I’m here for you- always will be."

    Lin closed her eyes, the warmth of Kya’s words washing over her, but it only made the tears she had been holding back threaten to spill. She could feel the weight of her emotions pressing down on her, and the familiar sting of tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She hadn’t expected to have an emotional breakthrough at work (again)- not during a phone call, not with everything going on- but here she was. Maybe she should stop taking calls during office hours if this was going to keep happening.

    But despite the inconvenient timing, just like the other calls that had caught her off guard, Lin was grateful for it. She let out a long, shaky laugh, and the tension that had been coiling inside her finally started to loosen. She slumped into her chair, feeling the weight of it all ease just a little. "Thank you, Kya," she said softly. "I’m here too. Maybe I haven’t always been... but I’m here."

   She heard the soft click of the dial tone followed by a long, drawn-out beep, signaling that the call had ended. Lin gently placed the phone back into its receiver, the weight of the conversation still lingering in her chest. Her shoulders, which had been tight with tension, finally relaxed, and for the first time in what felt like ages, she could breathe a little easier.

    Her gaze drifted to the stack of papers just an arm’s length away, a mountain of reports and cases waiting for her attention. For a fleeting moment, she entertained the thought of unplugging the phone completely, cutting off any further distractions. If she did that, though, she knew her employees would start knocking on her door, eager to pile even more work onto her already overflowing plate. The mere thought of it made her sigh deeply. She couldn’t think of anything worse at the moment- being bombarded with requests she just didn’t have the energy to deal with.

    Instead, Lin leaned forward and grabbed the top sheet from the stack. Another minor triad-related crime, a mugging of some sort. She glanced over the report, her eyes scanning the details, but her mind was clear, unfettered by the usual weight of overwhelming responsibility. For the first time in years, she didn’t feel like she was suffocating under an avalanche of paperwork. No, this time, she felt like she was taking charge of it- conquering it. The once-insurmountable pile of reports no longer loomed over her, threatening to crush her with its sheer volume. Instead, she moved through each one with a sense of purpose, signing off and making notes with an ease that felt almost foreign, but incredibly satisfying.

    A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she continued, the steady rhythm of her work grounding her. Her heart was lighter than it had been in ages, and her mind began to drift to tomorrow- the possibilities, the opportunities. She felt a sense of hope she hadn’t allowed herself to feel in a long time. Maybe things were finally beginning to shift.

    What she didn’t notice, however, was the pair of eyes watching her intently through her window on a near by buidling roof top. Eyes that had been fixed on her from the moment she sat down at her desk that morning, following her every movement. They never wavered, never blinked, staying locked on her figure the entire day, waiting. Unseen, unnoticed- like a shadow that had been quietly creeping closer, lingering just beyond the edges of her awareness.

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