AN: The Legend of Korra and the characters therein are the property and ingenious creations of Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko. Publishing rights belong to Nicklodeon. I hold no ownership rights to this title whatsoever, and I never will, sadly, or this pairing would be canon. I am simply writing this story as a leisurely past time, and because I am a humble fan of this title simply telling a story.

Okay, the legal stuff's out of the way, let's get on with the show then, shall we? This particular drabble was inspired by something simple, yet so very profound: a sunny day. When you've had nothing but rain and cold winds for weeks on end, a warm spring day with nary a cloud in sight is a beautiful thing. And, when you have the song that added further inspiration playing on your iPod while you drink it all in, it makes it even better. The specific song that helped with the inspiration for this story is "The Light Before We Land" by the Delgados, the opening theme for the anime Gunslinger Girl. For some reason, whenever I hear it now, this chapter always come to mind, and I smile a little.

Anyhow, I hope you guys enjoy it!

Chapter Four: Blue Skies.

Asami sighed contentedly as she rested her head against the tree she found herself seated beneath, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear as the gentle breeze that came and went at its own leisure blew it into her field of vision. She couldn't help but chuckle at that, for reasons unknown even to her. How quaint, the Heiress thought bemusedly, that such a naturally whimsical thing could invoke such a reaction.

It was a pleasant spring afternoon in Republic City, and not just the kind that looks pretty with the occasional cloud to list aimlessly overhead. The kind that set the mind and body alight in a peculiar longing for the outdoors, drawing people of all walks of life to find their way out into the streets and the parks and the cafe's, looking for some excuse to enjoy the beautiful weather forecast that day.

All throughout the city, the various greenery that dotted window-sills and floral stands was in full bloom. Flowers of all shapes and species eagerly opened their petals to soak up the generous sun's life-giving rays like multi-hued sponges; butterflies flitted through the air in a playful dance of color; and here in Republic City Park, it was all on display in a spectacular scene that oozed with a sort of romance all its own. And inspired a romance or two as well.

Kites soared high overhead, pushed along in the breeze as their young puppeteers laughed and shrieked in gleeful amusement. Every now and again, a couple on a romantic, mid-day rendezvous would pass by the tree on the footpath, arm in arm as the dapper gentleman conversed with his sweetheart, a coquettish giggle rising demurely from the girl at his boyish attempts to make conversation as she indulged him. In the distance, a family and their pet kitten could be seen picnicking in the grass, smirking as the cat batted at the air in a futile effort to ground a passing insect drifting lazily along it's merry way to nowhere in particular. Somewhere, just out of sight, Asami could almost swear she heard the melodic tone of a flutist at practice, his music carried to hear ear on the wind that drifted through the trees.

Smiling to herself at the fanciful display of merriment about her, Asami returned her attentions to the book she'd been perusing, her free hand drifting down to run her fingers through Korra's silky smooth hair absentmindedly, the Avatar resting her head on the older girl's lap as she lounged in the warm, tender embrace of the sunlight. A blissful sigh crossed the girl's lips in her slumber, the corners of her mouth turning up to form a gladdened smile as she shifted her head slightly, allowing Asami's fingers to work their strange, soothing magic.

The heiress was all too happy to oblige, stroking her girlfriend's head lovingly as the two reclined in the soft afternoon light.

Somewhere overhead, a pair of lovebirds twitted a cheery tune as they weaved through the air. A ballet of green, red, and blue that spun about the cerulean, cloudless blanket of sky above them.

Asami broke her gaze from the line she had been reading at a stirring in her lap, glancing down between her book and chest at a waking Korra, smiling weakly in a half-asleep sort of manner the heiress found surprisingly cute. Blinking a few times in the bring afternoon sunlight streaming down in an ad hoc pattern through the leaves, Korra's loving grin widened goofily when Asami's face came into focus, the rest of the world an amorphous blur of color and sound as far as she was concerned. By comparison, she outshone the radiance of spring that surrounded them, hands down.

"Mmmm, Hey Pretty-Lady," Korra managed to mumble out in a tired, yet affectionate manner as she grinned up at her beloved happily, arms folded neatly over her toned stomach, feeling the grass tickle her exposed skin as the wind blew through the park.

"Hey yourself, Sleepy-head," Asami replied with an amused chuckle, moving the book out of the way slightly as she leaned down to plant a kiss on Korra's forehead. Her girlfriend's smile only deepened at that small gesture of affection, her insides churning about like a whole flock of butterflies were flying around in there.

"Nice day, huh?" queried the Avatar after propping herself up to a seated position next to her girlfriend, scooting in close to rest her head on the older girl's shoulder lovingly.

Asami looked down at the Avatar, who gazed up at her with those big, beautiful blue eyes as they danced dazzlingly in the light, warm fuzzies filling her up inside. Nodding in agreement, she set her book down on the grass- her thumb wedged between the pages for the moment to save her place- and rested her head atop Korra's, snaking an arm around her waist possessively as she pulled her in close, taking in the scene before them: a world alive and full of wonder that shone brilliantly in the new light of spring.

And here they were, seated beneath a shady oak tree in the park, sunlight warming them in the soft wind, perfectly at home in each other's arms, love bursting at the seams as they watched it all go by. After all they had been through, now, they could enjoy moments like these without having to worry about the next crisis, or whatever crazy escapade awaited them up ahead. If only for these fleeting, ephemeral, wonderful moments, they could sit there, enjoying the feeling of being in one another's arms...

With nothing but blue skies overhead.

"Yeah," Asami agreed whole-heartedly, before meeting her girlfriend's lips with her own for a deep, amorous kiss. "It sure is."

AN: (Singing) "And when I feel, like I can feel once again, let me stay awhile... Soak it in a while. If we can hold on, we can face what is wrong... Buy a little time, for this head of mine... Haven for us." (Sigh) You know, I can't help it. I'm just crazy about these two. As much as I ship Borra, I'd have to say that Korrasami is one of my absolute favorite ships from this show. Anyhow, I hope you've enjoyed the fluffy fourth installment of these Korrasami drabbles, because there's more to come, I assure you. Please remember to leave a review if you feel so inclined (constructive criticism is welcome, flames are doused, and trolls are crushed by their own bridges), and I'll see you guys next time. Take care out there! EXCELSIOR!