((Hey guys!! I don't have any ideas for the final part of The Rink, but I am trying to work on it. I'm accepting requests, and really need them in general, for everything. Thanks for reading, and I'm out!))

Korra laid in the red bed, staring at the ceiling. Asami was next to her, the taller girls' arms wrapped around her waist. She was sweating, but Asami was using Korra as warmth. Korra never had this feeling before. She felt like she wanted to die, which she did.

Korra sniffed, having to blow her nose. "What the hell," she mumbled to herself, groaning quietly. Asami mumbled something, snuggling into her girlfriends warmth. 'Did we do it last night?' Korra thought. "No..... Asami has a meeting. She wouldn't let me," she mumbled.

Korra glanced at the clock. It was only 11:39. Pm. At night. Korra groaned again. What the heck was this feeling?!

A maid, Rita, walked in. She smiled at Korra. "I heard you were awake," she said quietly, bowing.

Korra nodded a little, sitting up.

Asami frowned, holding onto her girlfriend. She was still asleep, snuggled into Korra's stomach at the side.

Rita smiled softly as she walked to the bed. "You seem a little distressed," she told Korra, standing on Korra's side of the bed.

"No duh," Korra sighed, sniffling once again and sneezing, some snot coming out. It would've ruined the sheets if Rita wasn't there with a tissue to catch the foul thing. This was a new feeling for the girl, and she hated it. She took the tissue and thanked the woman, blowing her nose.

"You seem to be sick," Rita giggled quietly, pulling out a box of tissues. "Usually it's Miss Sato who's sick around this time," she smiled, turning on a bedside lamp.

"Good to know what she suffers through," Korra groaned, leaning back. "Can I get some ice to chew on or something?" She whined, not knowing what the actual thing was.

"That's not going to help," Rita giggled once again. "You need things like soup and tea," she said with a smile, making Rita frown.

Beside her, Asami was starting to wake up. Korra could tell by the way the woman was scratching her side, trying to get her to lay back down. Korra didn't comply.

"So, what you're saying is...... I'm sick?" Korra asked, and that got Asami's attention real fast.

Sitting up quickly, Asami straddled Korea's lap, feeling her forehead with one hand and putting the other on the back of Korra's neck. Korra was never a morning person, but it was truly amazing to everyone how quickly Asami could get up and do things. Sighing, the girl stood, half naked. Rita didn't seem to mind, but Korra did. She blushed darkly, wondering if they actually did do it last night. "Rita, cancel work today for everyone. I'm taking care of Korra," she said quickly, walking to her walk-in closet and pulling out pillows and blankets.

Korra, confused, watched as Rita left the room. "Wait, what? You shouldn't cancel work just for me. I'm fi-"

"No you aren't Korra. We don't know if this is just a cold or the flu, so I'm taking care of it immediately," came Asami's quick response, cutting Korra off.