The Girl in the Street

7.

A/N: Funny thing, I didn't name chapters from chapter 7 to chapter 11... Until then, I have translated the names from the French version, because for whatever reason I had back then, I started naming the first chapters of the French version. So, I'll keep the numbers for now. I don't feel like naming them. Editing them for Wattpad is already taking me a hell lot of time.

Enjoy!

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When Asami woke up, Korra was already gone and Naga was not in Isolina's bedroom anymore. However, the young girl was still peacefully asleep. The young woman smiled a little and let her sleep.

She prepared herself a coffee, wondering about what they should do that day. She stared at nothing, the cup in her hand, while her thoughts drifted to Isolina's parents. Where were they? How to find them?

She had no idea how to. She had no way to find them except counting on the police. But they were too slow! She needed to find them the soonest possible. She could not wait. She definitely could not wait.

But the way things were, it could take months, because Isolina was not on Beifong's priority list. Lin knew that Asami would do anything to take care of the little, blue-eyed girl, but the police were struggling with the other children.

So, the CEO had to find them on her own. And for that, she needed more information. To have more information, she had to question Isolina, and in order to succeed she'd have to spend time with her, which would plunge her even more in the depths of affection...

Asami sighed.

Maybe she should just stop fighting and accept being hurt. It was not as if it had never happened to her before. But it had never happened with a child. She didn't know how it was to hand the object of your affection to some complete stranger. She didn't want to know.

"Why are you making strange faces?" a little voice said, startling the young woman.

"Isolina," Asami sighed, laying her eyes on the source of the voice. "Spirits, you scared me."

The girl came to the green-eyed woman, who was sitting on a long-legged chair. Asami left her cup on the table and lifted Isolina up in her lap. The little girl immediately put her arms around Asami's neck to hug her, before leaving an innocent, little kiss on the young woman's cheek.

Asami smiled lightly, rubbing quickly her nose against Isolina's, which earned a chuckle from the young girl.

"Your parents are so lucky to have you," Asami sighed with melancholy, her eyes closed.

"Why don't you have children?" Isolina asked, suddenly.

"Why do you ask?" Asami responded, taken aback.

"You're nice to me. You would be a good mom. Why don't you have children?"

"It's complicated, sweetie," Asami answered at the repeated question.

She didn't want to say much about it, she already didn't like this discussion with Korra, so with Isolina...

"Why?" the girl asked, with a childish curiosity.

"Because..."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that I don't really want to talk about it."

"Why?"

"Isolina..." Asami warned, with a bit of authority, indicating that she didn't want her to keep asking questions.

"It's not fair," the little girl pouted, crossing her arms.

"What's not fair?" the green-eyed woman asked, not understanding.