Naruto hears her disappear beneath the water, can even track her by sounds for some time after, long enough to know she's somewhere below. Quickly dusting away the snow and shining the ice below him to clarity, he crouches low over it, staring through his window at Korra in the water. They're facing each other, but Naruto doesn't make a move yet, simply staring down at her, out of his reach, like a fox after a field mouse down a deep hole.
He can think of only one thing to do to get at her down there, at least, one thing that will let him do it without entering the water. The water is her territory. Up here, in the open air, it's his. It would be as foolish as going after Gaara on a beach, or Yamato-sensei in a forest.
He could reach out with a shroud of chakra and snatch her. But he's worried. It's the first time he's worried, actually. That he might do something that will honestly disturb Korra. If she freaks, he finally decides, she'll either get over it or she won't.
Without further hesitation, he pulls one arm back, pounding it forward until it breaks through the thick ice and into the crisp water below. Immediately, the arm keeps reaching out, his reach extended by the dull red glow of a limb made entirely out of Kurama's chakra.
It grasps the small of Korra's waist, intent to reel her in as Naruto's free hand works to tear away chunks of surrounding ice to widen the hole.
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Date: 2013-12-05 02:06 am (UTC)He can think of only one thing to do to get at her down there, at least, one thing that will let him do it without entering the water. The water is her territory. Up here, in the open air, it's his. It would be as foolish as going after Gaara on a beach, or Yamato-sensei in a forest.
He could reach out with a shroud of chakra and snatch her. But he's worried. It's the first time he's worried, actually. That he might do something that will honestly disturb Korra. If she freaks, he finally decides, she'll either get over it or she won't.
Without further hesitation, he pulls one arm back, pounding it forward until it breaks through the thick ice and into the crisp water below. Immediately, the arm keeps reaching out, his reach extended by the dull red glow of a limb made entirely out of Kurama's chakra.
It grasps the small of Korra's waist, intent to reel her in as Naruto's free hand works to tear away chunks of surrounding ice to widen the hole.
"Sorry," he mouths, honestly a little apologetic.