Korrasami Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Moving Again

"Asami let's go," my father, the famous Hiroshi Sato, called to me as our plane number was called. We were going on a five hour plane ride back to Republic city for the first time since my mother had died. When she died my father dove into his work, and dragged me around with him all over the world. I was alwaysed home schooled by a personal tutor my father hired. I never minded it. My father and I were like best friends, and I loved him, but now this move was going to be different. We were going to live here for now on because he wanted to settle down, but still continue his work, and Republic City was his home.

"Coming!" I yelled to him as I struggled with all my red luggage bags. I just had changed into sweat pants and still wore my formal top, a red sweater over a white and black plaid shirt. "Crap," my sweat pants had got caught in the wheel of my luggage. I quickly seperated myself from it, and jogged to the entrance. I showed my ticket to the gate keeper personal, and on my way in he winked back at me. I hated when guys did that, and it made me uncomfortable. I mean I knew I was pretty, but that doesn't mean every guy I make eye contace with has the right to call me out or something.

I took my seat next to my father and let out an exasperated sigh. He looked at me worried, and patted my shoulder. "I'm so proud of you Asami," he said. I looked back confused. I didn't necessarily do something extravagent... did I?
"Um- for what dad?" I asked him. He looked at me for a long time with a smile on his face, and seeing hime smile made me smile too.

"I just love you," he said, and looked out the window, ending the conversation.

My dad did this often, and I could tell he was remembering my mother. He always looked longingly as if he wanted to bring her back some how. I felt really bad for my father, and I did whatever I could to bring up his mood.

The five hours on the plane went by pretty quickly. My father and I spent about an hour playing pi sho, and we watched some shows the plane aired. We ate, and slept for most of it though.

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We made our way through to airport to the open air. "Oh wow," I breathed as I took in the scenery. It was beautiful. There were tall skyscraper, and roads full of Satomobiles. I could see the harbor from here, and the bridge connecting the other side of the city. The sun was resting on the horizen, causing the buildings and water to be a beautiful shade of gold.

"It's beautiful isn't it, Asami?" my father set a hand on my shoulder. I nodded in awe with my mouth still open. My father chuckeled at this, and made me laugh too.

My father called up a taxi, and we rode to our old estate we still owned here. The driver welcomed us back to the city, and dropped us off at our old estate.

It was huge, and stood on a hill on the edge of the city, but was still close enough to be in the heart of the city in about ten minutes. It was white, with a dark brown-red outlining. When we entered the house it was still fully furnished, and the memories came rushing back. I remembered how my family and I had large gatherings, and played pi sho on quiet nights. Tears itched my eyes, and poured out. I wiped them away, and faced my father with a sad smile. He gave a sad smile back, and gave me a reasuring hug. "We're home," he whispered into my hair, "For real this time."

After we seperated I walked to my old room, to find it exactly like I left it. My bed's red, and gold spread was still messed and wrinkled from when I clung to it not wanting to leave, but my father had dragged me away. I smirked remembering how young I was. My dark brown-red dresser was in front of my bed, and my old jewelry still sat there with a good layer of dust on it. I opened the curtains to let the light in, and went to get a duster to clean up my room. After cleaning off the dust, I made my bed, and unpacked my stuff.

"Asami," my father called. I had fallen asleep after unpacking, and laid lazily on my bed. He walked in and laughed at the sight of myself almost falling off the bed. "We're going out for dinner tonight. So hury up and get ready sleepy head," He walked out laughing to himself.

I got up still grogy, and went to shower. I changed into a black cardigan, a goldish polo, and jeans. I waited for my dad downstairs near the entrance. "Let's go dad!" I yelled up the stairs.

He came down twirling a set of keys around his finger, and smiled mishchievously. "Who's ready to ride?" he grinned.

"We're gonna ride the car?!" I exclaimed. The car was our favorite because it was the one that I helped him design. It was sleek in a dark red that looked like black in the dark, but a shining red in the light.

"Yup, so hury up." I smiled and we made our way outside. As we rode it I could feel the wind pass through my raven black hair, and I felt so good. We joked around about who's car it should be after I would graduate, and I was elated.

He stopped and parked in a pretty packed parking lot. I guessed where we were eating was a pretty famous place. The restaurant took my breath away. It had tranquilizing fountain in the corner, and had a calming color scheme of a warm brown, dark red, and soothing baige. We took our seats and picked out what we wanted to eat, and waited for our waiter. He seemed about my age, with bright amber eyes, and sharp raven black hair.

"It's an honor serving the Sato's on their return to Republic City. I'm Mako, and I will be your waiter for tonight. What will you two be ordering?" We ordered our food and waited patiently. My dad got his phone and was probably doing work stuff.

"So-um I was wondering how school is going to be now?" I asked. He looked up.

"If you want to stay home schooled you can if you want," he said worried that I wasn't comforatable here.

"No," I stepped in before he could say anything else. "I actually wanted to go to public highschool. So, you know, I could make friends, and stuff." I never really had a really good friend besides my dad since we moved so much, and I never really interacted with other people besides the servants.

"That's good to hear, Asami," he proudly smiled.

"Mako!," a colored girl about my age yelled, coming out from the back. She had sparkling blue eyes, and wore a matching uniform as Mako. She's probably a waitress here too I thought. She whispered something to him causing him to go wide eyed, and she gave a forreal face back to him. He yelled something back into the kitchen and sprinted out of the restaurant. That was weird I thought. We waited a bit longer when the same girl came with our order. This time I got a better look at her. She had dark brown hair in a ponytail, and her eyes contrasted her hair and skin.

"Sorry for the longer wait. Mako had a family emergancy to take care of. I'm Korra, and I'll be helping you the rest of the night. Just call me out if you need anything. She nodded and walked away.

My father and I ate mostly in silence, only talking about how things are going to be now that we aren't going to move anymore. I would be starting school on Monday, in two days at Republic Highschool, and I was actually really excited to meet new people, and to learn like a normal teenager.