Was watching some football game yesterday and this came in my mind.
Basically Emma is a famous football player, was playing in europe and now came back to America for the world cup. - Regina's her manager, so she has to deal with a kind of cocky, troublemaker, famous Emma.
So yeah this is totally AU, no Storybrooke, no magic, and maybe no Henry, I am still debating about that.
Also since I am from Europe, I say football and not soccer. Just clearing that out, because I know few call it soccer.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Is our player playing?!
Emma Swan, had a lovely life. Who wouldn't be satisfied when you are the best female football player of the world? Obviously there's still those big differences between the appreciation of male and female football, but Emma was pretty satisfied with what she had so far. She had enough money to buy a big ass house like she calls it, then parties whenever she has time for it, and obviously has the ladies she wants.
And the proof of that is the naked lady that is sharing the sheets with her, or Emma at least thought that the woman from last night was still there till she heard a familiar voice, that wasn't seducing her, nor waking her up on the best way.
"Miss Swan, get up right on this instant and get ready!" Regina shouted as she slapped Emma's bare leg, not hard to leave a mark.
Emma groaned at the sound of the voice of her manager. She quickly grabbed her pillow and put it over her head to cover her ears and her eyes. "Just five more minutes..." Emma mumbled as she moved slightly under the silk white sheets, they were only covering the necessary of her naked body.
"Not five more minutes, not even one minute more. Get up and get yourself dressed, we have a plane to catch." Regina hated being like Emma's babysitter, she was only her manager, she didn't need to do this kind of stuff; but Emma was also her golden mine, so there was no way she was going to let the blonde ruin the business. Right now she was picking up some tracksuit for Emma, gosh, she was like her mother or what? When she picked some dark/blue tracksuit, she turned around with it on her hands and still saw Emma sleeping.
Regina sighed out and used all her strength to not hurt the other woman. She threw the tracksuit over the bed and went up to the bathroom, she came back with a glass of water and snatched the pillow off Emma's grip and poured all the cold water from the glass over Emma's head.
"Regina, what the hell?!" Emma gasped as she quickly rose her upper body by using her palms, since she was laying on her tummy. "That's cold as fuck!" Emma cursed out and groaned before turn around and use the sheets to dry her face.
"Get. Dressed." Regina told her as she pointed down at the tracksuit. "We have a plane to catch. We have to be in NYC at seven."
Emma rubbed her head as she felt her hair wet from Regina's lovely idea of waking her up. "Ugh, fine, fine." Now that Emma paid more attention to her surroundings she noticed that the lady from last night wasn't with her on the bed, well that's a shame, she was thinking about another round, if Regina didn't had the wonderful idea of interrupting her sleep like that.
"If you are looking for your toy, I've already dismissed her long ago." Regina warned her as she turned around to leave the room. "Hurry up." And with that Regina left the bedroom.
Emma huffed out and rolled her eyes. This is what she gets for having the most bad ass manager out there, there as even presidents that feared her, like what the hell?! But Regina was the best out there and Emma needed the best. She had to admit it was thanks to Regina, Emma managed to be where she is now. But that doesn't give the brunette the right to wake her up like that!
"Better hurry up or she will have my head.." Emma mumbled as she kicked the sheets away and went get dressed.
London Airport
Emma used the trip from her house to the airport to sleep. She was at the back of the nissan qashqai, sleeping with her dark/blue tracksuit on and some yellow football boots, that Regina said it looked horrendous with that tracksuit, but it was Emma's favorite boots, so there was no way she was going to change.
Regina took that time to keep up with the all emails she was getting on her phone, the woman was so used on answering emails through her phone, that she could write some pretty long ones and be quick typing; something that Emma found fascinating.
But when they arrived the airport and after Regina shake Emma out of her sleep again, they both left the car, and there was already three bodyguards waiting for them, and as well few photographers. They took a couple photos of her because she just waved and smiled at them with her sunglasses on and a cap covering her still slight wet hair, all thanks to Regina.
When they did the check in and passed through that annoying machines that Emma hates so much hearing the annoying beep every time somebody passed, because there was always somebody who forget the earrings or belt, or even shoes! But Emma had no issue with that, she just removed the small silver earrings from her both ears and went through without any beep, but Regina...oh that woman had everything on her that could alert the machines. - So at some point, Emma watched Regina removing her bracelets, necklace, earrings, sunglasses, belt and shoes. It was such hilarious thing to watch, because now Regina approached her without the high heels on, and basically with just a dark tight skirt and a white blouse tucked in. "If you come in a tracksuit, you wouldn't have that problem." Emma commented as she put on the glasses back on and the cap as well, while picking up her backpack and drop it over her shoulder.
"There's no way, I am going to wear one of those horrible clothes." Regina mumbled as she began to put on her shoes, then her belt, her bracelets and her sunglasses back on top of her head to hold back the side hair bands. Now she was looking for her necklace and when she looked at Emma the blonde had it in her hands and was approaching her. "Let me." Emma mumbled as she stepped behind Regina and slowly put on the necklace back around the brunette's neck, and Emma took that chance to inhale Regina's scent, god that woman smelled like apples and cinnamon, and Emma loved that smell. - But now the necklace was back and Emma still had her fingertips touching slightly the back of Regina's neck, the brunette rolled her eyes and cleared her throat, she knew what the blonde was doing; obviously Emma didn't know how to keep it in her pants for long. "Let's go." Regina told her as she picked up her louis vitton purse and quickly removed her phone to finish an email.
Emma pressed her lips together and shrugged as she went after Regina with one hand holding the handle of her backpack over her shoulder and the other hand inside the pocket of the pants of her tracksuit. Emma had already tried seduce Regina, but she was never able to get Regina in her bed and do all the pleasant things she fantasies somehow. Who can judge her? Regina's drop gorgeous! And her hard ass bitch personality makes her more sexy, at least that's what Emma thinks.
When they were waiting for the plane, Emma said she'd go buy some snack, because even if they were flying first class, Emma knew what food to expect, it'd be better than usual, but she wanted something sweet. Regina after telling her no bunch of times, Emma end up leaving anyway to get her snack.
"I don't know why I even try." Regina mumbled under her breath as she kept busy on her emails.
But soon the emails came to a stop and Emma wasn't back, so Regina looked around to find a sight of the blonde, how hard could it be to find some tall, blonde with a horrible tracksuit and horrendous football boots? And obviously it wasn't that hard because she easily found Emma surrounded by four woman, some younger than each other, but all in their teen and early twenties; they were taking pictures with Emma, and also taking that chance to give her a kiss on the cheek and hug her, since the blonde never seemed to care with public affection with her fans, she allowed that to happen, and Regina is sure the main reason is because they were good looking young ladies.
At some point the fuss stopped and Emma was back with a pack of skittles, and another two hidden inside the pockets of her tracksuit, but Regina already caught sight of that. "So how much longer?"
"Almost." Regina replayed as she folded her arms in front of her chest. "Does your coach knows the kind of junk you are eating?" Regina perked up an eyebrow.
"Hey! It's skittles, not junk. It's like candy from the gay goddess." Emma chuckled at her own joke as she dropped on a seat besides Regina and started eating her skittles.
"It's bad for your teeth and also bad for your body. It's junk."
"Regina, come on. Have you ever ate one of these?"
"Yes." Regina lied.
Emma perked up an eyebrow and quickly caught her lying. "You do know I know when you lie, right?"
"Oh do you?" Regina rolled her eyes and looked away.
"Yeah its like my special super power." Emma grinned.
"Ridiculous and childish."
"Somebody woke up cranky this morning."
"No, I am just not looking forward of eight hours flying."
"Oh...eight hours?!"
"Yes, eight or seven hours, let's hope the weather is on our side and we don't have to wait more than necessary, because we got to be at NYC at seven sharp for an interview."
Emma looked down at Regina's watch and tilted her head to the side to try see the hours better. "It's like ten in the morning, we will be there in time."
"Hope so."
"Now eat one skittle."
"I am not gonna eat that."
"Come on, Regina. You will feel lot better."
"I will not."
"Yes, you will. This is like an explosion of sweet flavor in your mouth!"
"Miss Swan, stop it. If you want to ruin your teeth, then do it on your own; don't drag anymore victims."
"Okay now you being dramatic. Just eat one freaking skittle. Just one, and I will stop bothering you."
"No."
"Come on."
"No."
"Come onnnnnn"
"No."
"Pleaaaaaseeee, come on, come on, come on."
"Fine! But you will have to promise me you will shut up the entire eight hours of our flight and not even bother me with your presence, got it?!" Regina was so annoyed, she didn't know why she keep up with this.
Emma grinned in victory and took out one red skittle from the all colorful ones. "This ones tasty." She approached it to Regina's lips.
But obviously the brunette wasn't going let the blonde feed her, so she just took it from Emma's fingers and put it in her mouth, at first refusing the chew, but then slowly began chewing on it; and she had to admit those skittles were indeed a sweet explosion of flavor in her mouth, but there was no way she was going to let Emma know that. "This is horrible." Regina made a face as she swallowed the skittle.
Emma pressed her lips together and frowned, she knew Regina was lying again, but she wasn't going to nag the brunette. "If you say so." Then Emma went back to eat her skittles silently as Regina ended up taking some calls.
Plane to NYC from England
On the plane, Emma wouldn't stop quiet, she kept removing the magazines then putting it back on its place, then getting them again, then watching TV, or playing games, or listening to music. It was driving Regina insane, even if the blonde didn't say a word on the first three hours of the flight, her presence was bothering Regina a lot, and the brunette was trying to read some magazine calmly without having an annoying Emma besides her.
Then obviously a young, attractive host realized who Emma was and time to time would pass by to keep a small chat with her and that's when Emma spoke and Regina's eyes twitched.
The hours slowly passed and on the six hour of their flight, Emma fell asleep, and Regina sighed out looking up, thankful that the blonde finally stopped and fell asleep. Regina leaned her head back on the seat and turned her head to look at the blonde; now she looked all peaceful and calm while sleeping, why couldn't she be like that all the time? Shaking her head, Regina closed her eyes and took that chance to take a peaceful nap as well.
NYC – Interview
After the horrible eight hours of flying, they managed to escape the airport easily and not have to be too long with the fans or the journalists.
Both Emma and Regina were exhausted and Emma showed that tiredness, but Regina kept flawless as ever.
Now Emma was sitting behind some table with four other people beside her on the table as well; they were about to do some interview on how she was back, how she thought the world cup was going to be, what were her thoughts about the team, about the couch, about the trains, blah blah blah, all that bunch of crap Emma needs to pretend she cares about and has always a talk with Regina, because her manager basically controls what she was going to say.
"Emma Swan, may you tell us your experience back in Europe? Do you expect the same results you obtained there in this world cup?"
Emma listened carefully to the journalist as she put her hands over her legs and decided to make a joke. "Well what I can tell you is that I loved the European women." She chuckled at her own joke as did bunch of other people in the room. "But yeah, Europe is a wonderful place, I have learned lots of new techniques that I am hoping to use on this world cup to come. I can't wait to see some of my old teammates and also the new ones." Emma finished her words with a smile, she knew at the back, Regina would probably be facepalming herself after the joke Emma made, but then she used the same words Regina wrote down for her to say if any journalist asked her anything similar.
"Emma Swan, Emma Swan! Is it true that you're having a romantic bond with your manager?"
And Emma just rose her eyebrows and looked shocked and surprised at the journalist. "What?" Emma chuckled, still trying to process the information in her brain, how was she going to respond to this. Obviously the answer would be no, right? "What is this? Questions about football or about my love life?" Emma always kept that chuckle and cheerful personality.
Everybody else chuckled as well, that poor journalist probably was going to get fired after asking such dumb question. There was rumors about her being with Regina or what? Because this is the first time she hears such thing.
NYC – Hotel
After that boring interview, Regina and Emma were back in the hotel and Emma was laying over the large bed as she spread her legs and arms, enjoying the lovely bed. "Finally."
Regina was there as well but only to look through the schedule and warn Emma what they were going to do the tomorrow. "Tomorrow you will have to be up at eight, you got practice at ten." Regina warned her as she saw Emma already having her eyes closed and with a happy smile over her face. "You heard me?"
"Yes, yes. No worries, up at eight, got it." Emma told her as she sat back up on the bed and turned on the TV, the first channel showing up was the sports one and there was Emma on the same interview; and that was on the part the damn journalist was asking her if she was in a relationship with Regina. "Can you believe this turd asked me such thing?" Emma perked up an eyebrow as she removed the last pack of skittles she had in her pocket and started eating them.
Regina frowned at the TV, she remembered wanting to throw something at the wall on the back room while waiting for Emma to finish the interview. "I do not know where he got such fool idea." Regina commented as she went through the gossip news in her phone and guess what, one of the first news was Emma and Regina back in the English airport, there was a picture of Emma right behind Regina, putting on her necklace and obviously the title would be. 'Is our player playing with her manager?' Okay that was just a stupid title. "Now I know where, and this is all your fault." Regina said as she pinched the bridge of her noise and tried to keep her cool.
Emma looked up confused at Regina with her mouth full of skittles. "What did I do?" She managed to speak while chewing and when Regina showed her the screen of her phone, Emma gasped and chuckled at the same time. "Oh shit!"
"What's so funny about this situation, Miss Swan?!"
"The title is hilarious, Regina." Emma laughed as she took Regina's phone and kept reading the new. "So in here it says that I am either playing with you like I usually do with other woman….Whoa that's harsh, I don't do that." Emma frowned, she knew she slept around but she wasn't playing around with anybody's feelings. "Or if I am settling down with my manager." And Emma couldn't help but laugh again. "Okay, this journalists are just dumb. I am just putting on the necklace! Now all of sudden that's like a proposal or what!?"
"Either way, this is your fault." Regina snatched her phone back. "And if anybody else asks you anything about this, I hope you deny such rumors."
Emma was still trying to hold back her chuckle from the title. "Yes, boss. No worries."
"Now, turn off that TV and have a good sleep. You will have to look sharp at your practice." Regina told her as she turned around and left the room.
"Mhm." Emma told her and when Regina left, she mumbled. "I don't need no sleep."
"Go to sleep!" Regina shouted from outside, which made Emma jump on the bed. That woman had bunny ears or what!?
Emma huffed out and turned off the TV as she went change to sleep.
And done. Want me to continue it or nah?