Asami smiled to herself as she sat at her vanity to brush her hair. Her fingers traveled to the faint hickey on her collarbone. After they had put Shila to bed on Tuesday, she and Korra had spent the next several hours making out like hormonal teenagers. Much to her relief, it had faded enough so she could easily conceal it with makeup.

She glanced over at the gown that had been delivered. She stood and ran her fingers over the crimson silk. Her phone chirped and she smiled when she saw it was Korra.

"Hey." She said as she picked up.

"Hey. Mako just picked Shila up and I'm ready." Korra said a hint of nerves in her voice.

"I thought Mako was staying there?"

"No. He took Shila back to his place for the night. He wanted us to have a place 'available.'" Korra said, clearing her throat.

"Oh," Asami said softly.

"Yeah. So…I'll see you soon?"

"My hair and make up are done, so I just need to slip on my dress," Asami said. "I'll see you soon."

Korra locked her door and glanced down at the flowers in her hands. "She should like these." She mumbled to herself as she moved down the hall. "Yeah, come on, Korra you put criminals away on a daily basis. You can handle a date with a beautiful woman."

She moved quickly down the apartment building stairs and inhaled deeply as she met the cool night air. She shifted when she saw a car turn down the street.

Her mouth fell open as a highly expensive car pulled up in front of her building. She was rooted to the ground as Asami, clad in a crimson silk dress with black heels, got out and swaggered over to her.

"You look great," Asami whispered looking down at Korra in her black suit.

"Thanks. Um, these are for you!" Korra said quickly, thrusting the flowers at Asami.

"Fire lilies are my favorite," Asami said bashfully. "Shall we?"

"Uncle Mako?"

"Yes, Shila," Mako asked as he seasoned the meat on the stove.

"Will Miss Sato be my new mama?" She asked from her seat on the counter.

"After tonight, she just might." Mako turned to Shila and smiled. "Do you like her?"

"I love her. I really want her to be my mama. I feel like a family when she's around. Tuesday was a lot of fun." Shila said excitedly. "I got up to use the bathroom and saw Miss Sato and Mommy kissing on the couch."

Mako chuckled and ruffled Shila's hair. "You little sneak."

"This is an amazing table," Korra said in amazement as they were seated. "This is the best table in the restaurant."

"I mentioned it before, but my father gave Kwong the start up money for this place. We always have this table." Asami said as Korra pulled her seat out for her.

"Trying to impress me?" Korra asked with a sly grin, seating herself.

"What if I am?"

"I'm already on the hook," Korra whispered with a wink.

Asami chuckled and motioned for a waiter. "Bring us a bottle of Earth Kingdom Rice Wine, the Kuei Edition

"Yes, Miss Sato, right away." He bowed. "Would you ladies like the usual House Special?"

"House Special?" Korra asked.

"Steamed dumplings over rice noodles with a tangy sauce," Asami said.

Korra grinned. "Sounds great."

"Miss Sato?"

"We'll take two."

The waiter bowed again as disappeared.

"Wow, you have influence," Korra said playfully.

"Having rich parents does have its perks," Asami said with a chuckle.

Korra leaned forward on the table. "Do you work with your dad at all?"

"Actually, I do," Asami said. "I've submitted several designs that are in research and development right now."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I have a doctorate in engineering, so it comes with the territory."

Korra's eyes widened. "Why are you teaching kindergarten?"

"I wanted to. I've always loved children and loved teaching, so it seemed like a natural choice. I have a whole list of projects to help encourage math and science in my students." Asami said.

The detective leaned forward with her chin in her hand. She was hanging on Asami's every word. The teacher blushed and looked away. Korra slipped her hand in Asami's and grinned.

"Go on. I'm curious to know everything about you." Korra said softly. "You're just amazing."

"Oh, stop," Asami said as she squeezed Korra's hand. "Tell me about you."

"Well, I moved to Republic City when I was seventeen to make my own way in the world. Stayed with some friends of the family and got busted for street fighting." Korra chuckled. "It's how I met Chief Bei Fong. Instead of throwing me in a cell, she sat me down and beat that crap out of my head. I enrolled in the police academy after I turned eighteen."

"Beat it out of you?"

"Yelling mostly," Korra said with a smirk. "I was a beat cop for four years. I was labeled a hero cop after literally running into a firefight to save someone."

"You ran into a firefight? As in people shooting guns at each other?"

Korra nodded. "Yeah, I even got shot."

"You're kidding."

"Nope. Once in the left shoulder and again in the right thigh, but I got the hostage out unharmed." Korra sighed. "I was promoted to detective and stuck on behind a desk."

"You don't like the cushy desk job?" Asami asked.

Korra sighed. "I mean I do, but I miss being on the streets, making a difference."

The waiter returned to the table and placed two glasses down. "Ladies, your wine." He opened the bottle and filled the glasses. He set the bottle on the table. "Your meals will be here shortly."

He bowed and retreated from the table. Korra pulled her hand away from Asami's and took a sip of the wine.

"Wow. That's the good stuff."

Asami smiled. "It's called the Kuei Edition because the manufacturers use the same practices that were used for the Earth Kingdom royal family. That's why it's the best."

"Wow. Sparing no expense on me?" Korra smirked.

"I guess I just like you." Asami grinned and took a sip. "A lot."

"Well, it's a good thing I like you as well," Korra said with a wink. "A lot."

Asami bit her lip. "I really love Shila." She said suddenly.

"I know you do," Korra said softly. "Look, Asami, I need to be honest with you."

"Oh?"

"I'm so enthralled in you. I can't stop thinking about you." Korra said with a sigh. "But I can't do this if we're not serious about this. Shila deserves stability and I'm not taking her through relationship bullshit."

"Can you explain what you mean by serious?" Asami asked anxiously.

Korra glanced away. "If we're not seriously thinking about a life together, I can't do that to Shila. I know it's soon, but I need to know."

"Shila deserves better than some touch and go relationship," Asami said softly. "Korra, I've never met anyone like you. You've been in my thoughts since that first day. I'm serious about this. I love your daughter as if she were my own."

Korra smiled. "Don't tell her that or she'll demand a wedding."

Asami slipped her hand in Korra's. "Give it enough time and I might be too."

"Sounds good to me."

"Hey, Uncle Mako?"

"What's up?" Mako asked as he set his newspaper down.

Shila crawled into his lap and sighed. "I'm worried Mommy and Miss Sato won't want to be together anymore because of me."

"Korra just wants what's best for you, honey," Mako said quietly. "But, no, we're not going to let that happen. I'll talk to her when I drop you off."

Shila leaned up and kissed Mako's cheek. "Thank you, Uncle Mako."

"So, I put away a few hundred yuans a month," Korra said. "I'm hoping that we won't have to dip into it at some point."

"I think you can set it up with the bank that you can't," Asami said taking a bite of a dumpling.

"I'll need to look into that. I never was able to go to college, so I want Shila to have the best education." Korra shrugged. "That's why I sent her to Kyoshi Academy. I just don't know how much longer I can afford it."

Asami raised her eyebrows. "What do you mean? You can't pull her out, she's doing so well."

"I've cut all the expenses I can," Korra said with a heavy sigh. "The tuition is just so expensive."

Asami shook her head. "Let me write a check."

"I'm not asking for help."

"I'm offering," Asami said. She bit her lip. "I'm not letting money take my Shila away."

"Asami…"

"No, I'll pay off her tuition for as long as she's there. She's doing so well and Kyoshi Academy is the private primary school in Republic City." Asami spoke with determination. "It's what's best for her."

"You're right," Korra said softly. "Thank you, Asami."

Asami shifted in her seat. "I guess asking to set up a college fund would be too much."

"Maybe not right now," Korra said softly.

"I love her, Korra." Asami said tenderly, taking Korra's hand.

"I know you do," Korra said as she squeezed Asami's hand. "You're amazing, Asami Sato. You love my daughter and you'll do what's best for her. Regardless of cost."

"I have the money," Asami said with a soft chuckle. She looked at Korra and blushed. "I want your daughter to be mine. I want your family to be mine."

"Shila wants you," Korra said softly. "And so do I."

"Hey, Shila?"

Shila glanced up at Mako. "What?"

"Why did you never ask for me to be Daddy?" He asked quietly.

"You and Mommy wouldn't work well." Shila said. "She likes you, but not like that."

Mako chuckled softly. "You're a perceptive little girl."

"Mommy says that, too."

Korra and Asami burst through the front door in a tangle of limbs and passionate kisses. Korra kicked the door shut and broke the kiss to lock it. Asami's lips latched to Korra's neck as she did this.

"I want you," Asami whispered.

The detective turned and smiled. "I want you, too."

Korra moved to Asami and captured her lips again. The women slowly moved towards the bedroom. Asami broke the kiss.

"I think I stepped on something." She lifted her foot and frowned. "Oh dear."

Her high heel had speared one of Shila's toy cars. Korra rolled her eyes.

"Of course, she didn't put her toys away," Korra mumbled. She knelt down and pulled the toy car off of her heel. "I'm sorry."

"I'll buy her a new one," Asami mumbled, bringing Korra to her lips.

Korra scooped Asami in her arms and carried her back into the bedroom. Asami grinned and Korra laid her down on the bed. She pulled Korra down to her.

"I'm falling in love with you," Asami whispered against Korra's lips.

Korra smiled softly and felt her eyes well with tears. "Me too."

Asami stretched as she opened her eyes slowly. She rolled her head over and frowned at the empty space next to her. She sat up and pulled the blanket to her and her eyes fell on a neatly folded shirt and a pair of shorts. She smiled and slipped the clothes on before stepping out of Korra's bedroom.

She sniffed the air and made her way to the kitchen. She smiled when she saw Korra at the stove. The detective turned and smiled brightly.

"Morning," Korra said as she set her spatula down.

Asami moved to her and slipped into her arms, kissing her tenderly.

"Good morning." The teacher purred. "Last night was incredible."

"It really was." She motioned with her head to the stove. "Figured you'd be hungry after all of that activity."

Asami chuckled as Korra wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Breakfast sounds amazing." She accepted the cup of coffee Korra handed her. "When is Shila due back?"

"Sometime in the afternoon," Korra said. "We still have plenty of time alone."

"That's not it, I mean I'm glad we still have some alone time, but I was thinking I could take the two of you out for the day. Movers, shopping, toy stores, whatever." Asami said gently before leaning down to kiss Korra. "I'm in a spoiling mood."

"That's not necessary," Korra said as she turned back to the stove.

Asami leaned against the counter. "I know it's not, but I still want to."

"You have that much disposable income."

"Korra, I'm a billionaire heiress." Asami deadpanned. "I just pick up the phone and call my father. He would actually prefer it if I actually tapped into my inheritance."

"Billionaire?"

Asami smiled and nodded. "I stand to inherit a multinational corporation and about six billion dollars."

Korra's gaped at Asami who shrugged her shoulders uncomfortably. "You have all the money in the world and you spent the night with a lower middle class single parent?"

"I'm more than money, Korra."

"You're high society."

"Oh, forget high society," Asami said with a wave of her hand. "I would rather spend my nights rolling around on the floor with you and your daughter in a tickle fight."

Korra shut off the stove and moved the food to a different burner. "Well, looks like the omelets became Breakfast Mash." She mumbled. "Sorry."

"I don't care," Asami said walking into Korra's arms. She pressed her lips to Korra's and the detective relaxed into the kiss.

Korra wrapped her arms around Asami's hips and pulled her closer. Asami pulled away and rested her forehead against Korra's.

"So, may I spend today spoiling my two favorite girls?" Asami asked slipping her arms around Korra's neck.

"Only if you spoil yourself as well," Korra said with a smile.

An urgent knocking at the door interrupted the women; Korra frowned and pulled away from Asami. She moved to the door and opened it. Her eyes widened when she saw Mako, smiling softly, while holding Shila's hand.

"Korra, I hate to do this, but I just got a panicked call from Bolin." He said quickly. "His car broke down on the side of the highway and he needs me to go get him."

"That's alright. Thank you for taking Shila for the night," Korra asked as she knelt down to pick up Shila.

Mako nodded. "I don't mind. I just hope it was worth it."

"Oh, it was," Korra said with a wink. "I'll tell you about it later."

"Alright." Mako said. "Have a good one and tell Asami I said hi."

He leaned in a kissed Shila's forehead. Korra chuckled and hugged him with her free arm.

"Bye Uncle Mako!" Shila said. "I had fun!"

Mako winked as walked away from the door and Korra shut the door behind him. She kissed Shila's cheek.

"Did you have fun?" She asked.

"I did!" Shila said excitedly. "We watched movers and he let me stay up late."

"Of course he did."

"Did you have fun with Miss Sato?"

"I did." Korra set her down. "She's actually in the kitchen."

Before Korra could continue, Shila ran into the kitchen.

Asami set the last plate on the table and cracked her neck.

"Miss Sato!"

She turned and smiled brightly as the five-year-old ran to her. "Well, hi sweetie!"

"Did you and Mommy have a sleepover?" Shila asked.

Asami cleared her throat. "We did. Your mommy and I really got to know each other last night."

"You could say that," Korra said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Hush." Asami scolded before turning back to Shila. "Well, Mommy made enough breakfast for all of us, but after that how do you feel about a day out with us?"

"What do you mean?"

"A family day out," Korra said with a meaningful smile.

"With Miss Sato?" Shila asked.

Korra nodded and Shila hugged Asami tightly. Asami chuckled and scooped the girl up in her arms.

Asami held Shila close and kissed her forehead. "I love you, sweetie."

"I love you, too, Mama."