Neko


borra AU in which korra is on the fire ferrets and bolin is a metalbending cop

     His eyes were transfixed on her. The way she moved around the arena was as graceful as a swangazelle. Her way of moving lightly on the very tips of her toes made her look so delicate and fragile. However, her methods of precise aiming and blasting jets of water straight at her enemies’ faces showed she was a force to be reckoned with. Her teammates, Mako and Nata were in the drink now, and depended on Korra to pull off a victory. This happened a surprising amount of times, with Korra losing very rarely.        

     People said it was because she’s the Avatar, but Bolin knew that even if she hadn’t been a reincarnation of Aang, she would’ve been amazing on her own. Not to mention the Avatar spirit wasn’t to thank for her undeniable beauty.

     He was envious of the other members of Korra’s team for getting to spend so much time with her. Mako, his brother, had shared tales of his annoyance with her, and only putting up with her for her skill, but he thought she’d make a great friend… or more. From what he had heard on the radio, he gathered she was fun-loving and adventurous, much like himself. What he would give to spend only a few moments with her. He could easily charm a lot of interesting, pretty girls, but he knew they would never be as good as Korra. She was unique, she was different. She was made for him.

     But, as Korra (to no one’s surprise) knocked out the last of her opponents, Bolin slowly stood up. He had a job to get to, which means going to sleep earlier than he was used to. This metalbending stuff had been rough to learn. Whoever this ‘Toph’ woman was, Bolin certainly admired her for being able to create and master such a difficult bending technique. That wasn’t to say that he couldn’t do it at all, he was just a bit slower when releasing the metal chain to apprehend criminals. Working alone proved to be too much of a task for him, so he was assigned a partner. His name was Hataro, and metalbending seemed to come naturally to him. He wasn’t the greatest, obviously, or else he would’ve had a higher ranking position than street cop, but he was good nevertheless.

     Images of Bolin being as good as his partner floated in his head as he drove home in his beat up Satomobile. Actually, it wasn’t his. He’d been borrowing the thing from a high-ranking officer with a few to spare until he got his own. Officer Myo was very kind, despite his gruff exterior. Bolin was sure to keep an eye out for any bumps or small animals that might be in his way. The thought of small animals reminded him of Pabu, his fire ferret back home. He had a knack for getting into tight situations, and the thought of him wedged between the road and a tire made Bolin grimace.

     He tried to think happier thoughts, for instance, any thought involving his object of affection, the legendary Korra. Maybe she could teach him something about metalbending. He definitely wouldn’t mind those private lessons. He wondered if she even knew metalbending.

     Something in the distance suddenly halted his train of thought. Bolin could make out two shadowy figures, making their way to the dark building down the street. He knew that building, it was the restaurant that sold noodles to go, great for eating on his missions. It was also run by a family that made all their money through sales, and he wouldn’t let anything happen to it. As he slowly pulled up, he could see a bright flash of fire burn the shoddy wooden door down. Bolin jumped out of his vehicle and rushed to the store.

    “Stop right there, criminals! The law is here to put an end to your ways!” A metal wire shot out of the canister he always kept around his waist and looped around the firebender’s hand.

     “You don’t even have your police uniform on! How do you expect to fight me while you’re so vulnerable?” He launched a fireball at Bolin with his other hand. It flew through the air and burst upon impact with Bolin’s stomach. He howled in pain. I should’ve just radioed in… Hataro could’ve handled these punks…, he thought, laying helplessly on the ground.

     “Don’t even try to get up, fool.” The firebender’s accomplice hissed. Nearby, a gutter rattled as the sewer water inside slithered out and looped around the amateur cop’s hand and froze him in place.

     “H-HELP!” Bolin shrieked, knowing that he could do nothing but call for attention.  

      “Stop that.” the waterbender said coolly. “I suppose I’ll need to shut up not only your bending, but your whiny voice as well.” The leftover water droplets rose up and covered Bolin’s mouth, freezing in place. “Suck on that, greenhorn.” He turned to face his partner. “Now let’s go, Mako.” Bolin would’ve gasped if he wasn’t gagged with ice. It was dark outside this time of night, and he couldn’t make out a face, but he was worried it was his brother that was trying to rob the store. Thinking back, he tried to remember if his voice had matched that of his brother’s, but he couldn’t do it. The criminal’s shouts had sounded muffled, as if he was wearing a mask, and Bolin could barely even make out his words.

     “Ha, though I’m the firebender, you’re the hotheaded one, Kav.”

     “I told you not to call me that! Now let’s just get going, okay?” A fire lit up in “Mako”’s hand. Bolin was near tears, feeling so worthless. He turned away as they proceeded to enter. Footsteps behind him became louder as they neared.

     “What’s going on? Are you okay?” The runner questioned. Bolin made a delighted, yet very muffled noise at the familiar voice. “Oh, looks like you aren’t!” Bolin felt the ice melt, freeing him from restraints. “What happened to you?” Bolin choked, partly from the large amount of water that just unfroze in his mouth, and partly from hearing Korra speak to him.

     After a violent spit, he replied. “In there!” He pointed. “Two wrongdoers! Firebender! Waterbender! Evil!!!”

     “Ha, those chumps will be down in no time!” Korra ran to the entrance of the store, her Water Tribe boots thumping against the smoothly paved road. Bolin stood up and ran after her, not wanting her to leave him so suddenly. His pace was no match to hers, and by the time he got to the door, she was walking back out.

     “D-did you get ‘em?” Bolin was in awe of her talent, being able to stop them so quickly.

     “No! They were too scared to fight me, so they just ran! I made sure they won’t come back here for a while, though, so I’ll be able to keep eating the great noodles!” She likes noodles too! Bolin thought. We are perfect for each other!

     “Why didn’t you go after them? I’m sure you could’ve caught them, what with your terrific speed and all.”

     “Well, uh, actually,” Korra hesitated. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

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