"Mommy! We're going to be late!"

Korra frowned as she zipped Shila's backpack. "Shila, sweetie, we're not going to be late. Just relax."

"It's my first day of school, we can't be late." Shila said adjusting her shoes. "Look! All by myself."

Korra grinned and sat down on the floor and pulled her daughter into a hug. "You're so smart. Now, how do you want your hair? Up or down?"

"Down is ok." Shila said. "Is my bag ready?"

"Yes. I even packed you're favorite lunch." Korra said. She stood and brushed off her pants. She helped Shila put her backpack on and then took her daughter's hand.

"Let's go, baby."

Asami Sato smiled brightly as she finished putting her last poster up. She stepped back and admired her little classroom. She was excited to start the new school year. Last year, which had been her first, had been very successful.

She checked the clock, a half an hour before class was supposed to start. Students would be arriving soon. She raised her eyebrows as the door to the classroom opened.

Her breath caught in her throat when a tribal woman entered holding the hand of a little girl. She was absolutely stunning. The woman glanced up and smiled.

"Hey, I'm Korra and this is Shila." The little girl stepped forward and waved shyly. "I'll probably have to drop her off early some days. Is that alright?"

"Oh, that's fine. I'm usually here at about seven every morning." Asami stepped closer to Korra and offered her hand. "I'm Asami Sato."

Korra took her hand and smiled warmly. "Any relation to Hiroshi Sato?" She asked jokingly.

"Actually, yes." Asami said uncomfortably. "He's my father."

"Oh." Korra said in surprise. "I was just joking. I mean, I'm a huge fan of Future Industries. I love my toaster."

Asami chuckled softly. "We do make a fine toaster."

"Oh, and my coffee maker? Out of this world!" Korra said animatedly.

She smiled as Asami tucked some hair behind her ear and chuckled softly. Asami certainly was beautiful, hers was the kind of beauty that put a smile on your face and kept it there.

Asami knelt down to Shila. "Hi, I'm Miss Sato. I'm going to be your teacher this year."

"Hi, Miss Sato, I'm Shila! This is my mommy." Shila said with a bright smile. "You're really pretty, Miss Sato."

"Why, thank you." Asami said with a graceful smile. A smile that made Korra's heart jump. "I think you're very pretty, too. In fact, you look just like your mommy."

"How?" Shila asked with a slight frowned.

Asami raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Um, well…"

"I adopted her when she was about two." Korra said quickly. "Her parents were killed in a car accident."

"Oh. She knows?" Asami asked standing up.

Korra nodded. "I've been honest with her."

"I respect that." Asami said with an even smile. "Would you and Shila like a quick tour?"

Korra looked down at Shila who nodded excitedly. Korra took Shila's hand and they followed Asami around the room.

Korra couldn't help but get distracted by the passion with which Asami spoke. One could easily see that she loved what she did. Korra watched as Asami won Shila's heart with just a few words. Korra chuckled quietly to herself; she knew that look on Shila's face. She was enthralled.

"Miss Sato, are you married?" Shila asked out of the blue.

"No. I'm not."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No."

"Girlfriend?"

Asami chuckled. "No."

"Do you like girls?"

"Shila!" Korra scolded. "That's enough."

"I like everyone, Shila." Asami said diplomatically. "I don't mind if someone is a boy, or a girl, or anything else. It's who they are on the inside that matters to me."

"So, you like girls?" Shila asked again, more insistently.

"Yes, I like girls." Asami said with an amused smile.

Shila grinned and tugged on Korra's hand. "Then you should marry Mommy! She likes girls and isn't married!"

Korra's face flushed and Asami chuckled softly. "Shila, your mommy and I just met."

"Shila! That's enough!" Korra scolded again. "Do you still want to go to the park after school?"

"Yes."

"Then enough." Korra frowned as she glanced back to Asami. "I'm really sorry."

"It's no problem. She's just a little girl." Asami said waving it off. "Probably just worried about you."

Korra shifted. "Still. Anyway, I need to head out. I have to head back home to get changed for work."

"What do you do?"

"I'm a police officer." Korra said with a smile.

Asami crossed her arms and smiled. "Maybe you'll have to come in and talk to the class one day."

"Maybe."

Asami let her eyes slid over Korra's fit form. This woman was well put together and that smiled stirred something in her, but it was the other woman's humor that caught her attention.

She watched as Korra knelt down to give Shila a hug. Asami could easily see that Shila was the most important thing in Korra's world. She smiled when the other woman straightened up.

"If she misbehaves, give me a call." Korra said handing Asami a business card.

"Somehow I doubt she'll be a problem."

Korra stepped out of the classroom and wiped away a stray tear. "They said the first day of school would be rough." She mumbled to herself. A smooth smile found it's way to her face when she thought about Shila's teacher. "Asami…rolls of the tongue nicely."

She certainly was beautiful, but Korra didn't have the opportunity to get distracted by things like romance. She had a child to feed and a roof to keep over their heads. Yes, she got lonely from time to time, but at the end of the day Shila's happiness was all that mattered to her.

Asami glanced out the window and caught the last glimpse of Korra. She smiled softly. She seemed like an amazing person, Asami secretly hoped they would get to know more about each other as the year progressed.

"Miss Sato?"

She looked down at Shila, who was tugging on the hem of he skirt. Asami knelt down to her. "Yes?"

"Mommy will pick me up right?" She asked looking away. "I miss her already."

Asami said and cupped Shila's cheek. "Well, don't worry. We'll have so much fun today that the time will just fly by and before you know it she'll be here to pick you up."

Shila smiled brightly and threw her arms around Asami's neck. "Thank you, Miss Sato."

"You're welcome, dear."

"Hey, you." Mako called not looking up from his computer.

Korra set the coffee down on his desk and stretched. "You will never believe who Shila's kindergarten teacher is."

"Who's that?" He asked glancing up.

"Asami Sato."

Mako's eyes widened. "Asami Sato is Shila's teacher? The daughter of famed industrialist Hiroshi Sato?"

"The one and only."

Mako leaned back in his chair and snagged his coffee cup, taking a sip. "She as beautiful as they say?"

"And then some." Korra said, taking her seat in the desk across from Mako's.

He grinned. "Think you could introduce me?"

Korra chuckled. Mako had been her partner for six years now. They had their moments of strife, but they worked well together. Even after their failed romantic relationship in the academy. If anything it strengthened their bond when they became partners.

"You going to be ok?" Mako asked suddenly. "First day of school is a big deal."

She shrugged. "I'll be ok. She's five so I have time to freak out before she's out off to college."

Mako chuckled. "You need to settle down, Korra. Man, woman, I don't care. You need to settle down for that kid."

"Shila and I are perfectly happy as we are. I'm not going to start bringing boyfriends or girlfriends around her." Korra shook her head. "She needs stability, that wouldn't be right."

The amber-eyed man shrugged. "If you say so, come on, Chief is waving us over."

Asami held up a slip of paper. "Can anyone tell me what shape this is?"

Shila's hand was the first to go up. Asami nodded in her direction and Shila cleared her throat.

"That's a circle!"

Asami grinned. "Very good!" Asami switched sheets of paper. "Gan, can you tell me what shape this is?"

The green-eyed boy stuttered a bit. "Um, a square?"

"No, it's a triangle." Asami corrected gently.

The boy frowned and put his head down on his desk. Asami bit her lip but Shila patted him on the shoulder. He peaked up and she smiled brightly at him.

"Don't worry. You only missed it by one side. Mommy says that 'these things happen, but now you know better.' I can help you remember it!"

"You will?" He asked quietly.

Shila nodded again. He returned her smile and his cheeks flushed slightly.

Asami smiled in wonder at Shila's behavior. She had seen well-behaved children, but none like Shila. She smiled fondly as her thoughts drifted to Korra. Something about that woman stuck with her all day.

"You two aren't leaving until the paperwork is filed!" Chief Bei Fong shouted at Mako and Korra. "You screwed up the whole system last time so now you have to stay and fix it!"

Korra swore under breath and Mako raised an eyebrow. "What?" He whispered as the Chief left earshot.

"I had to pick up Shila fifteen minutes ago!" Korra hissed back at him. "Bei Fong will never let me leave and we have hours of paperwork."

Mako looked around and saw that the coast was clear. "You get out of here. I'll handle this stuff."

"Mako?"

"Pick your kid up, Korra. You just owe me breakfast tomorrow."

Korra smiled appreciatively and grabbed her keys. "You're a life saver."

Shila sat at her desk with a sad frown and Asami pursed her lips. All of the other children had been picked up but Korra was nowhere to be found. Asami had even tried calling the number on the card Korra had given her but no one picked up.

"Miss Sato, is my mommy still coming?" Shila asked in a sullen tone.

Asami forced a smiled and knelt down next to Shila's desk. "Of course she is. She probably just had some bad guys to put away."

Shila perked up a little. "You think?"

"Yeah, I do. I bet she caught a bunch of bad guys to keep you safe. She knows you're ok with me, so she took little extra time to make sure they never ever get out."

The five year old clapped excitedly. "That sounds like Mommy!"

"Do you have your pictures to show her?" Asami asked.

Shila nodded and retrieved the sheet of paper from her backpack. She handed it to Asami who cooed over it immediately.

"That's me and Mommy with our doggy Naga." Shila pointed to the picture. "I drew a sun, too."

"I bet your mommy will love it!" Asami said with a smile while handing it back.

"I like you a lot, Miss Sato." Shila said as she put the picture away. "Are you sure you won't marry my mommy?"

"Sweetheart, I just met her this morning." Asami said gently.

Shila frowned. "But she smiled real pretty at you and she doesn't do that. I want another Mommy, but she says it wouldn't be fair to me. I liked the way you two looked at each other. It was nice. Mommy looked happy." She rubbed her eyes. "I just want her to be happy, too."

Before Asami could speak the door burst open and Korra stepped in quickly.

"Shila!" She moved to her daughter. "I am so sorry."

"It's ok, Mommy." Shila said with a smile. "Miss Sato told me about all the bad guys you had to put away. She said you knew I was ok with her so you took extra time to make sure they never got out!"

Korra glanced at Asami, who smiled sheepishly. "Exactly." Korra said quickly, smiling her thanks to Asami. "They're never ever going to get out and hurt anyone ever again. Thank you, Miss Sato, for watching over Miss Shila." She saluted Asami comically.

Asami chuckled and saluted back at Korra. "Anything for you, Officer Korra."

"Detective!" Shila corrected quickly.

The teacher clasped a hand to her cheek. "Oh, well excuse me, Detective Korra."

Korra winked at Asami. "I'll let you off with a warning this time."

Asami grinned as Korra winked playfully. She couldn't stop the blush from dancing across her cheeks. Korra saw this and ducked her head down hiding her own blush.

"Thank you, Miss Sato." Korra said softly. "I was so panicked."

"It's not an issue. Shila is a delight." Asami smiled. "Please, call me Asami."

"Well, thank you, Asami." Korra said with a smile as she scooped Shila up. "Come on, baby, let's go to the park."

"Bye Miss Sato!" Shila called, waving excitedly.

"Bye Shila." Asami called back with a wave of her own.

She leaned against the doorframe as Korra carried Shila down the hallway. Something about Korra's smile just stuck with her, not to mention Shila was an incredible child.

Asami smiled fondly before retreating back into the classroom.

Korra buckled Shila into her car seat in the back of the car. Shila looked at Korra expectantly.

"What?" Korra asked.

"Miss Sato is really nice." Shila said flatly. "You like her."

"She's your teacher, I should like her." Korra said defensively.

"She's really happy and she smiles a lot."

Korra eyes widened and she shook her head. "My five year old daughter is trying to hook me up with someone. Have you been listening to Uncle Mako again?"

"He said that you're sad and that I need another parent." Shila crossed her arms. "I want another mommy and I want it to be Miss Sato."

Korra sighed heavily. "We'll talk about this later. Let's go get Naga and go to the park."

The detective shook her head as she shut the door to the backseat and got in the driver's seat. Asami Sato was a beauty and had a smile that could light up a room. Shila loved her after just one day, but then again Shila loved everything.

Korra shook the thought of the beautiful and charming Asami Sato out of her head before she started the car.