The Wedding Planner Part 4

"Today is Mako's bachelor party." Bolin stated as he sat down on the bed getting ready, "You know what that means."

Korra was still under the covers. He was implying that Korra would finally have the space she needed, the time she needed to compose herself for the horrific event that would be occurring in three days.

"I know," she muttered, sticking her head out of the cover, furrowing her eyebrows, "but I don't think I can handle being alone." She looked at him as he was getting ready. She could see him humming and being excited about everything that he planned out for them.

"You could come along, you know." Bolin said sounding ecstatic that Korra would be going.

"I wouldn't want to ruin anything, and I think not talking to Mako before the wedding would be the best way to go." Korra said covering her face with the blanket again.

"I have an idea!" Bolin stood up grabbing the blankets and pulling it off of Korra. She curled up like an Armadillo lion.

"What?!" She yelled acting like one too. Bolin went through her clothes messing everything up and pulled out a disguise outfit.

"You can drink with us, I'll pay for your drinks, pretend to be one of the people I invited." He said smiling, pulling out a fake mustache.

"But you did invite me." Korra said holding up the large black coat, smiling at the idea.

"One of the guys that I invited." He said taking out a wig and boots, "At least I didn't invite you as one of the girls."

"Shut up." She said. Korra liked the idea, so she grabbed all the clothes, ran to the bathroom, and started getting changed.

"Hurry up! Mako will be here in five minutes." Bolin said looking out of the window, seeing the boat draw nearer and nearer.

After a few minutes, Korra came out of the bathroom and Bolin's jaw dropped and his eyes fixated on her, amazed.

"You, you," Bolin paused, "look like a man!" He started laughing, extremely loud.

"Isn't that the point!?!" Korra said throwing the mustache at him, laughing.

They were both laughing, until they heard the boat get to the docks. They both stood up, Korra put the mustache back on and Bolin went to get something in his bag.

"Here." He said holding a case, "They're something I made, they're called contacts, I made them out of the water tribe noodles. Your eyes are the things that show that you really are Korra, so wear them. You'll look just like an earthbender with green eyes."

She put them in her eyes, possibly poking and compromising her eyesight. After a few ows, she finally got them in and Mako was calling them.

"I'll go down first because he might get suspicious if we both go down." Bolin said, "Just wait for me to say BIG DUMP."

"Lovely. Just, lovely." Korra said. Hearing Mako yell Bolin's name over and over again. Bolin left.

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"What took you so long?" Mako stated placing a hand on his hip.

Bolin walked towards him, "I was fixing everything for this day. Oh and by the way I invited someone else, because it looked like a dumb bachelor party if it was only us two."

Mako look troubled, he worried about who this person is and how he could be associated with him. He thought it could be one of the triple threats.

He shook his head at the thought, "Well where is he?"

"Well he just came here about 10 minutes before you came so, he needs to get ready, and also he just recently broke up with his girlfriend. He might be crying a bit. Hiding his face because she looks like a big dump."

"She?" Mako questioned.

"'He' sorry." Bolin quickly replied and scratched the back of his nape.

"Speaking of she's, where's Korra?" Mako said looking up at her closed window, "I needed to talk with her."

"I don't think you should." Bolin stuttered, "She's really in a bad place. Because you told me to tell her, and you made her the wedding planner of a person she is still in love with. Leave her alone until the wedding, bro."

"But I didn't-"

"Hey man!" An overly manly voice interrupts Mako, "Let's go! Need some drinks to get over my terrible girlfriend!" Korra puts both her arm around their shoulders and pulls them towards the docks. Her heart beats fast when she touches Mako again. Last time she touched him was when she slapped him across the face for breaking up with her. She quickly shook her head to get rid of the thought and let go of her grip of him.

Mako looked at Korra, closely, he examined her face.

He looks familiar Mako looks at the fake mustache. Fake. Mako looks at the wig. The wig is distorted. Fake. And he looks at the 'man''s eyes. This can't be Korra, I know her blue eyes, when I see them. But, who is he?

Bolin interrupts before Mako discovers that it's Korra, or before Korra punches him in the face. He clears his throat, "Let's get on the boat. I have so much in plan!" Clasping his hands together then rubbing them.

They all get on the boat, barely talking, Bolin in between Korra and Mako. Mako steals glances at Korra fixing her wig. He is confused about how Bolin got to know this person, and who this person really is. So his curiosity gets the best of him.

"Hey, I didn't catch your name." Mako questioned Korra. Korra surprised by his voice.

She coughed, "Oh. Uhm. The name's-"

Spirits! I didn't think this through. What's an earthbender name? Think. This must be the longest by mouth has been open. Speak!

"Kha!" She states abruptly, and her deep voice slightly hinting her true identity.

"Kha?" Mako suspiciously asks.

"Uhm. Yes, it transcends by family, all the men were named Kha. So really I'm the 23 Kha!" Korra lets out a small but awkward laugh.

"Yup! I met him when I was on the streets searching for money, when we needed it for the probending match. Kha was the first one who thought Pabu was amazing." Bolin remarks, slightly pronouncing the alias wrong.

"Oh. Well thank you for helping us, before." Mako said turning to Korra, "I have to go to the bathroom."

As Mako walks towards the bathroom, Bolin and Korra let out a sigh of relief.

"Kha?!" Bolin says interrogating the name, "Kha?! That's the best you can do?"

"Under the circumstances of the situation, yes! Yes, it is!" Korra yells back. They both look at each other and laugh.

"Let's just enjoy this day, okay?" Bolin says looking at Korra.

"Okay." She replies.

Hopefully without complications.

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The all arrived at the bar. Bolin picked the bar named 'Non Bender Bender'. Bright lights, music filled the rooms. They all started drinking and Korra joined them in sitting around a table, she included some of her fake scenarios, of how she 'recently broke up with her girlfriend' and 'how devastated she is'. Then she drifted off somewhere, still sober. She somehow ended up in a chair next to the bathroom. Even though the bar was extremely loud, somehow the place where Korra was sitting ended up being the most quiet area. She liked it as she was holding a cup of cactus juice. She closed her eyes, hoping that the wedding would just pass her mind. Until it almost seemed as though she was sleeping. She opened her eyes and saw that Mako was dancing with a girl, obviously drunk. Without thinking she stood up, went up and went in between the girl and Mako. And Korra danced with Mako. They danced and danced, Mako was just looking intently at her, not even phased by the fact that she was dressed like a man. He probably saw right through the disguise because he was looking at her the way he looked at her before. His eyes half-lidded and sparkling with love. Until he slowly closed his eyes, and perched his lips towards her.

And Korra was awakened by this false reality, by Mako himself, shaking her. He is obviously still drunk, and Korra and Mako were the last people in the club.

"Bolin, told me to wait for you." He hiccups, face red, and breathe stinking of cactus juice.

It's useless talking to him in this state. Korra thought, so she stood up and walked with Mako, in the best way she can walk without being awkward. They just walk underneath the moonlight. A romantic scenery, if they were walking as lovers. But, no. They're walking as strangers, and nothing more. Mako puts his arm around Korra for support.

"Thank." He smiles at her.

"Sure." Korra says no longer in her deep voice.

"Woah." Mako stops walking, yielding Korra as well, "You sound like a person I know."

Korra's heart beats, she doesn't know if it's the feeling that he still remember her voice or if it's the nervousness that he might find out that it's her.

"Who?" Korra asks barely audible, continuing to walk again, with him on his shoulder.

"Just this girl." Mako says nonchalantly.

This stings Korra's chest, from everything that happened between them, she was just a girl to him.

"She's the avatar."

The sting digs deeper.

"She's the wedding planner."

The stinging hurts so bad that it feels as though Korra is vibrating. She doesn't know if it's through anger or pain. She does know one thing, her eyes are on the verge of crying.

"I loved her."

Everything goes silent. Korra loosens her grip on him, and grips it again regaining her focus.

"Oh." Korra says walking again, "Then why did you make her your wedding planner? Your wife must be furious for making a person you used to love a part of the wedding."

"Actually," he hiccups, "I was the one who was furious, I didn't want Korra to be the wedding planner, my wife did. I was against it so much that I told my brother to tell her because I knew that if I told her, I would be admitting I agreed to this. I guess that made it worse because now she thinks I'm a coward."

Korra continues walking, trying not to let her feelings show. So she thought best to be quiet, until Mako falls asleep and Korra ended up carrying him. Sometimes he would mumble drunk nothings. Korra is still phased by what he said, so many emotions fill her up, and today she is emotionally and physically drained for today. She sees the docks, and she realizes that tomorrow, she will have to face what happened today, she will have to keep it bottled up, because tomorrow is rest day. Mako suddenly fidgets.

"I hope Korra sees my eyes." Mako stutters.

Korra just smiles until they both get on the boat on the way to Korra's house.

She lays Mako down on the boat, "You loved me, but that's what makes us different. I still do."

And she looks toward the air temple.

Two more days.

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So I lied. This isn't the last one. Sorry.

Also sorry for taking so long. Almost a year, it just slipped my mind.

My apologies. The last one will be the next one. I promise.