She could never recall a time in her life when she really wished that her glances could burn.

Until now. She stared Tahno down, willing his body to just spontaneously combust- he deserved it, after all.

Who was he? What made him think that it was OKAY to get into strangers' faces, asking for sex with immature sexual innuendos? And where did he get the idea that having, not one girl but, two girls hanging off of his arms was okay? It just pushed a whole lot of disrespect to her gender's name, and that was the only reason she was so mad about it- she reasoned.

Which all led to a fateful confrontation in the hallway of the Pro-Bending Arena.

"What are you doing here?" she demanded from him when she saw him a few feet away, just down the hall. A person could almost literally smell him from a mile away - she had told herself, multiple times, that she didn't like the smell of his cologne.

"My my, wake up on the wrong side of the bed today, did we?" he quipped as the corner of his mouth pulled up into a brooked smile. "No worries, Avatar," he said with that infuriating accent and horrible pronunciation, "My offer for those private lessons still stand. I'm sure they will relieve some of that tension in your back." His eyes trailed over her body for a few moments, "And other places."

Korra let out an irritated huff. "Screw you Tahno!" she exclaimed.

"That's what I've been offering, Avatar," He said with a jilted smile, amusement laced through his voice, "But tell me, when, where, and how?"

Her eye twitched involuntarily before she lurched forward and grabbed the collar of his coat. She pushed him up against the wall and glared at him.

Before any threats and curses could come out of her mouth, Tahno spoke. "Why, I didn't know you liked it sorough." His arm came around and pushed her body flush against his own, "But that's okay, because I do too."

His free hand moved to tilt her chin up, and before she knew it, his lips were against hers. What in the spirits was happ- why in the Avatar's name were his lips so soft? She, by no means, was kissing back. People just tended to notice those things like that while kissing. Like how he closed his eyes while doing said action. Should she close her eyes too? Wait, no…

Korra was literally kissed into a stupor- though she'd never admit it.

Somebody cleared their throat from behind.

It's not what it looks like, she wanted to say, but Tahno pulled away, leaving her temporarily confused.

Tahno looked up and gave the person a lopsided smile- his form of polite - "And what a great day it is, ref," he said, keeping his arm tight around Korra's waist.

The referee gave the two a pointed look. He had seen the girl from the Fire Ferrets push the Wolfbat boy against the wall. He came over with the belief that he would be disqualifying a team from the championship finals. Apparently not.

"Next time, find a room you two," he said before he turned to leave. What was with kids these days? Shoving each other against walls was a turn-on now? He'd have to keep that in mind.

When the referee's footsteps stopped echoing through the halls and our of hearing range, Tahno released his hold on her and patted off his clothing.

Korra may have been in a stupor, but she could still piece two-and-two together. She was about to get disqualified from the finals… so why did he… he would have won then and-

"There's no point in winning by default," he said, glancing at her still disheveled form. "And there would be nothing fun about that, right Korra?" Her name tolled off of his tongue so naturally… she didn't even realize he had left until she snapped out of her daze and found herself alone in the hall.