A/N: Mistakes are all mine. I hope the 'date' will come close to your expectations. :)

Chapter 11

At Emma's side:

Once Henry was home, he kept on rambling about his day at school but every now and then he mentioned the brunette. If he talked about anyone else than Regina, Emma either didn't notice or didn't care but every time he said Regina or Gina, the blonde's heart raced a little faster.

At around six o'clock, Neal came home and was rewarded with a hug from the little man and a kiss from his wife. After a round of the same old small talk that they had almost every day, Emma finally mentioned what had been on her mind since this morning: the thing that she didn't want to call a date with Regina.

"I'm going out with the flower lady tonight. What was her name again?" The blonde said, pretending to not have a huge crush on the older woman but she nevertheless blushed slightly.

"Regina. Well, cool. Then, it's going to be boys' night." Neal replied with a sheepish smile on his face as he kneeled down to tackle Henry lightly.

The dark-haired boy giggled and tried to push the other man, bringing all of his weight down on him. Neal took Henry in his arms as he rolled on his back, laughing throatily before he hissed through gritted teeth.

"I'm beaten. You've won!"

Emma smiled broadly as she eyed her two favorite boys just being boys. They were so weird at times but she loved them so much.

At Regina's side:

The brunette stood in front of her mirror, smirking at her reflection and being quite confident with her look. The Savior would probably jump her right away if she just blinked seductively. Regina looked at the clock and at seven o'clock sharp she heard a knock that made her grin widely. She couldn't even remember the last time that she had felt so freaking happy.

Regina opened the door and was smiling at the blonde-haired woman who wore a leather jacket that ignited something inside of the brunette. That color by itself somehow set a fire inside of her and it definitely fitted to Emma.

The blonde was totally taken aback once she took in the attire of the older woman. She never had seen someone look as perfect, as seductive and as beautiful as Regina. Her heart jumped into her throat and butterflies filled her whole stomach. Emma searched for appropriate words to say to the breathtaking woman in front of her but her head felt slightly mushy and she couldn't come up with anything. She kept on staring at the brunette just as Regina kept on gazing at the blonde.

No words were necessary to display their emotions, their feelings in that moment. To any bystander, it would have been crystal clear that they were in love; they had been from the first time they had seen each other. However, they were still pretty clueless about it.

"Miss Swan, am I overdressed for the occasion?" Regina purred and Emma felt as if the brunette's voice was pulling on her heartstrings.

The blonde blinked a few times, trying to regain conscience and spoke up shyly, her eyes finding dark orbs.

"No. You look perfect, Regina."

Regina looked down for a moment, feeling overwhelmed because of the compliment and not knowing why. People had called her beautiful, sexy, perfect so many times before and it had never mattered to her. The words coming from this woman, though felt too good to be true and she even blushed a little.

The brunette brushed over her tight and short black dress that accented her curves and looked back up again. Regina instantly stared into green-blue eyes.

"Well, you ready to go?" Emma spoke up after a comfortable while of silence, trying to avoid any weird situations.

"Yes, I am."

They walked out of the house in quiet, both absentmindedly brushing each other's shoulders every now and then, both shuddering at the touch. One way or another, they were too shy to mention it or even act on it. They just shut their feelings and thoughts away quickly.

"What is that?" Regina asked, her eyes nearly falling out of her head as she eyed the yellow bug that belonged to Emma.

"My car." Emma replied, smiling at the brunette and opening the car's door.

"Oh, no. I'm not driving in a deathtrap." Regina spoke up and shook her head slightly.

"Did you just call my car a deathtrap?" The blonde said, chuckling a little.

"Yes I did, dear."

"Okay well, then, let's walk. It's not that far away anyway." Emma suggested, shrugging shoulders.

"Where are you taking me?"

"We're going to do a triathlon."

"Excuse me?" Regina crinkled her forehead as she intensively eyed Emma who again shrugged shoulders.

The blonde spoke up, grinning broadly and linked their arms in order to drag the brunette with her.

"You'll like it. Come on, now."

After a while of quiet walking, they stood in front of an arcade and Emma suddenly stopped. Regina eyed her for a second before she took in the place in front of her. She quickly looked back at Emma and back at the arcade and back at Emma again. When she seemed to be finished looking back and forth, she spoke up.

"I'm not going in there."

"Seriously? You don't even know what we're doing yet."

Regina rolled her eyes as she gazed into emerald orbs and smirked seductively.

"A triathlon."

"Well, yeah smarty pants. You still don't know what that is."

"Believe me I know what a triathlon is."

"Yeah, whatever." Emma said and took Regina's hand, dragging her inside. The latter shivered at the touch and didn't want to let go and neither did Emma. However, this went unspoken as well.

Once they were inside, the blonde led them to a table that Regina had never seen before. There were little persons on sticks and a ball in the middle of it. She knew something like football apparently existed but she had never once watched it.

When Emma took in the confused look of the brunette, she chuckled lightly and spoke up.

"This is foosball or table football. Have you ever played this?"

"I most certainly have not."

"I think today's your lucky day. You're going to learn from one of the best players." Emma boasted, grinning broadly.

"Well, dear don't overestimate yourself. I've got some skills, too." Regina replied teasingly, licking her lips.

"Then let the games begin." Emma said as she leaned forward, gripping two rods. She stared into the brunette's eyes right away.

Regina did the same and smiled wickedly at the other woman. Emma definitely was a challenge that she gladly accepted and that she would hopefully win over one day.

...to be continued

A/N: Thanks for reading. :)