Okay guys, I actually made a couple of changes because most of you suggested it and now that I think about it, it only makes sense, plus now I have a way better story-line for this. So I made Bolin a lot younger, 4, almost 5. And Mako 18. So Mako found Bolin approximately 3 and a half years ago and mako's been homeless for 7 years. Thanks!

"Every bridge that keeps on burning
every leaf that you keep on turning
every road that you find uncertain
pray for you now
baby let you figure it out
cause' you keep chasing to light"

-Matt Kearney, Chasing the Light

"Well," Korra said, "Home again, home again." She said with a lopsided smile. Bolin and Mako silently gaped at the huge penthouse. The landscape was very open, the front door opening to a wide foyer, the kitchen right in front of it. After getting past the short foyer wall, there was a huge den complete with flat-screen TV and sectional. On one side of the room were floor to ceiling windows, just like the ones in the tower. On the other side were the same type of windows, except this one had a deck with a…

"POOL?! APARTMENTS CAN HAVE POOLS?!" Bolin yells in awe. Mako lets out a confused and disbelieving laugh.

I laughed too, ducking my head, "Guess so…" She said quietly. Personally, I always thought this apartment was too big, even for 3 people. Bolin scampered over to the windows, opening the doors slowly after making sure Korra was ok with it.

"Woah…" he said and I could see Mako getting as nervous as I was when he neared the edge of the deck, which was guarded by a thick glass barrier, but the drop to the infinity pool was still way too close. "It looks like the water would just fall out!" He said in awe. I laughed as Mako jogged over and picked him up, making Bolin guffaw. I watched with a smile growing on my face. This was right. These two were right. Maybe they can even fix me.

As the boys calmed down I showed them to the upstairs. Once we were on the cat-walk I took them to the first door, which had two pathways to choose from. One went up a few soft-carpeted stairs and led into a large room with the same floor to ceiling windows… only this one had toys covering it. "Oh my god." Mako breathed when he saw the playroom. "I don't think he'll ever leave this place." He said to me jokingly and I laughed.

"Well you guys can thank Asami for that. She's my 'best-friend-turned-designer'." I said.

"She just goes out and pays for all this stuff… and puts it in your house?" Mako asked, obviously really confused.

I gave him a small laugh as I said, "No, she basically takes my credit card buys whatever the hell she wants and puts it in my house," I say "But I love her and she's got a good sense with these things. Plus, she didn't even ask when I told her I needed her to equip two rooms with 5 year old and an 18 year old." But she will ask questions eventually, like when she comes over to watch the bachelorette and a little boy is running around playing with a toy airplane and a broody teenager is playing Xbox.

When we finally drag Bolin out of the playroom I took them to the other pathway that came from the same door that we went through before. This one stayed at the same height, though. The room was painted a cornflower blue (which had been that color ever since… well, for a while) and had deep mahogany floor boards. This room was… well Asami went crazy with this one. On the loft, which was also mahogany, she had put a mattress that perfectly fit in it, covered in a soft blue duvet with trains and cars and airplanes (oh my!) covering it. The amounts of stuffed animals, quilts and blankets underneath the loft, thee was a large sheet that spread out and swooped down, pegging to the floor, making a tent-like fort underneath the loft. Underneath there were undoubtedly more toys.

As Bolin had died and gone to heaven, I dragged a reluctant Mako over to his room. "You really don't have to-"

"But Mako, I already have!" I say, pouting and giving him my puppy dog face. Which no one… no one can resist.

"Not you too! I'm never going to be able to say no to either of you, now!" Mako says dejectedly and I squeal.

"Come on!"

Mako's room is impressively… well, Mako. The walls are a grey-blue and there's a huge futon bed covered in blue and grey plaid sheets. There are, of course two walls of complete floor to ceiling windows that overlooks the Chicago River. The floor had a giant circle carpet that was blue also. And a giant TV faced the bed, multiple different game systems ready to be connected into it.

I gave his gaped face a smirk, "Will this do, Captain?" I asked with a laugh.

He glared and gave me a shrug, "I guess, it'll do." After showing them to their newly-filled closets and the conjoined bathroom I went downstairs and told them to wear something comfy cause it's take-out Tuesday (though, lately, every day has been 'take-out Tuesday' for me)

"So… what'd you guys like- no LOVE- to eat?" I ask excitedly.

Bolin looks thoughtful for a moment before his face lights up, "Steak!" I let out a short laugh and nod my head thoughtfully.

"Now that answer is why you and I are going to get along great." I say, tapping his nose.

"What about you, Mako? You're not a vegetarian, right?" I ask jokingly.

He shakes his head, smiling lightly, "Nope, total carnivore here."

I laugh again and sigh, "Good, I'll call…." I think for a moment and end up saying, "Brio. I don't think they usually do deliveries, but I'm sure they'll make an exception." I say as I dial the number.

I order basically everything from the menu, actually having someone to eat leftovers. The woman on the phone seems miffed, but after consulting with her manager she told me that they would find someone to deliver all the food.

My phone rang, blarring the intrumental of Slow Dancing in a Burning Room (hehehe totally not my favorite song right now(which means it totally is)) I jumped a little and scrambled to answer it. "Uh- h-hello?" I stutter, straightening back up and fixing my hair.

"You mind explaining to me why I just decorated two rooms in your apartment for a little boy- and a teenaged boy?! I mean what? You disappeared last night and ended up adopting kids?" Asami asks, judgment filling her tone.

"Oh, uh- Asami-" I start, but she cuts me off.

"And does your family know about this? I mean, how is your dad okay with this? Does Tahno know? Because once he hears that you have kids-"

"Asami!" I say sternly. "One. Tahno has no control over my life anymore. Two. My dad knows… some of the story. And Three. They're not my kids!" I say, quieter than I usually talked, my eyes trailing up to the visible catwalk where their rooms resided. "They're my friends. And thank you for decorating their rooms on such short notice. I hope you haven't bankrupted my parents yet?" I ask teasingly.

"Honey, It would take about a hundred thousand more bedrooms to bankrupt your parents." She retorted. "Anyway when do I get to meet them? The little one? Is he adorable? Oh my god I bet he is. How old is he?"

My stomach dropped a little and I answered quietly, "Almost 5" There was a stunned silence on the other end and I knew what she was thinking, "I'm not- this isn't me trying to- to replace-"

"No, no. Sweetie, I never thought that. I just- I want to make sure that this is what you want. I don't want you rushing into something because of your guilt." She said softly, obviously tip-toeing around the subject.

"I'm not doing this out of guilt." I sighed. "They- Asami they're amazing. The older one's just been taking care of this little boy since practically birth and don't even get me started on that little guy. They're going to help me, 'sam. They already are." I said rubbing my hand against my forehead.

"Hey, you don't have to tell me twice. I just want to meet them. How about lunch tomorrow? You know that little place off Kings Street? With the amazing fries?" She asked excitedly.

"Totally, Asami, I'm sure they'd love that." I answer with a smile

Maybe this will be okay.

My question of the day is probably… have you guys seen the K-Mart back to school commercial? I have too and they make me want to punch a giraffe. In the neck.

In the fucking neck.

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