Collaboration between YoshiSkittlez and Ghost Shadow 
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It didn't take long to...convince Dr. Hopper that she was entitled to taking Dr. Stevenson's client file from his office. She couldn't stop to read it now though, she was still a bit shaken by the days events but she had enough of a head on her shoulders to find Henry at the school without looking like she was about to pass out.

She walked into the room just as the bell rang, using her hand to gently push the children that filed past her away lest she stomp them down in her rage. One boy in particular, possibly the smallest in the class bumped into her harshly, causing him to stumble back a few paces as he looked up at her with wide, terrified eyes.

"I'm...I'm so sorry Madam Mayor!" The boy squeaked. Regina just pushed forward, ignoring the boy's apology and pressed on to Henry towards the front of the room.

Henry, in the meantime, had begun to erase the writing from the chalkboard; whistling a small tune to himself as he did so, obviously not paying attention to his surroundings - or so it seemed. 

"What an unexpected pleasure, Madam Mayor! What might I do for you?" He greeted suddenly, putting down the eraser as he turned to look at her. 

"I-" Regina stopped. She had been so focused on getting here, to confront Henry, that she hadn't even paused to think about what she wanted to say. "I had heard you voulenteered to fill in here..." She decided on, at least trying to sound civil in the same way she had spoken with him just last night. "...without consulting me." She added on. It wasn't anger or annoyance in her voice, more like a mother scolding her child for forgetting to pick up his shoes.

"Yes, and I do hope you'll pardon me for that. But, I was made aware of the lack of help you had here and took it upon myself to...lend a hand. The rest of the faculty was...quite welcoming, actually." He added, placing odd spaces in his words, yet still maintaining a cheery smile and easy posture. 

"Of course they were." Regina replied bitterly under her breath, shifting her focus to a notepad that had been left on one of the desks by one of the students. She picked it up, whiped away the eraser marks left on the page and then brought it up to Henry.

Henry pushed his glasses up on his face as Regina handed him the notepad. "Ah, someone misplaced this. Thank you." He answered with a warm smile, grabbing the pad and placing it on his desk. "Again, I do apologize for not informing you first. But I will gladly allow any background checks you wish to run." He offered friendlily. 

"That won't be necissary." Regina said, giving him a polite smile. She walked around Henry to sit on the edge of his desk, far enough to hold her weight but not so much that her feet dangled above the ground. The position pulled Regina's black slacks tight, showing off the curvatures of her thighs all the way down to her calves before they 'ballooned' out at her ankles. 

"I'll just need to ask you a few questions. Consider it an interview." Regina neatly folded her hands into her lap. "Have you a teaching degree?"

Henry raised his eyebrows in interest at the mention of an interview. He grabbed a chair from a nearby desk and sat down neatly in it, making sure to catch a glancing look at the mayor's curves before focusing on her face. 

"I have a Bachelor's degree in English, but no teaching degree." He responded simply, tapping his left foot rhythmically. 

Regina's full lips pressed into a thin line, looking almost disappointed in his answer.

"Well now, that [i]is[/i] a problem..." Regina hummed, moving a hand from her lap to tap at her lower lip in thought. "You understand of course, that I can't allow you to teach here without a degree..."

Henry slowly reached up and took off his glasses. "Problems can be solved, as I so often like to think. So...why don't we solve it, then? You could always come in and watch me teach one day, if you'd like. Then, if you're impressed - you could [i]skip[/i] over that little detail." He offered with a grin. 

Regina tilted her head to the side just a bit, looking at him thoughtfully for a moment.

"Awful lot of work to do for someone who's just...passing through." Regina commented, a smile playing at her lips.

"Oh?" Henry noised, eyes catching her small smile. "Then what would you have in mind?" He asked in an almost coy manner. 

"Storybrooke..." Regina began, sitting up just a bit from her relaxed position on the edge of the desk. "...is a very small place, as you well know by now. But...the city doesn't come without it's dangers. Hardly anything compared to New York I'm sure, but still dangerous."

Regina felt her hand instinctively move to her neck where the red hot burn around her throat still lingered, but she let her hand immediately fall back into her lap.

"In fact, I had the pleasure of meeting with one of our prisoners this morning. I had every intention of releasing her-" Regina patted the pocket of her suit jacket where the keys were located hearing them clink together a few times. "-however she attacked me, and thus her fate is set." She paused to clear her throat.

"My point, Mr. Carlyle, is that you truly don't know someone until you give them a chance. You are new here, and I do not know you, nor what sort of influence you will have on the children here at the school if I allow you to continue teaching and yes, even the dangers you might pocess to my city. However...I'm all about giving chances." Regina stood up off the desk completely and walked a few paces towards Henry. "So...Mr. Carlyle, all I ask is that you give me a reason; [i]one reason[/i] that I should allow you to teach here."

Henry could barely contain a smirk when she spoke of him being a 'danger to the city'. [i]'Why, yes, your majesty. I'm the biggest threat to your city you'll ever see.'[/i] He thought to himself, not letting his expression change from its general mirth. 

"One reason, eh? Well, I'd hate to use this card so early but, with all due respect, who else do you have? Everyone else in the town is either employed or lacks the necessary skills. I don't have a teaching degree in itself; but I am teaching a subject I studied on a college-grade level for four years." He finally answered with a small shrug of his shoulders. He wasn't sure if the answer would convince Regina or not...but worst come to worst, he just doesn't get the job - that's not his problem. 

Regina, who would have normally glared at the way that Henry spoke to her, instead smiled and placed her hands on either side of the desk Henry was sitting behind, bending over the desk so that her face was almost too close to Henry's.

"I like you Henry. I wasn't so sure yesterday when you first came into town, but I can now see that you'll do well here in Storybrooke, provided of course...you'll stay..." She purred, her dark browns flickering for just a split second to the stranger's lips.

Henry caught her glance, returning with a sultry smile. Inwardly, he wasn't sure whether or not this was a trick (which, it most likely was), but he didn't care; instead letting himself fall into the enticement. 

"I'd love to." He replied, voice as smooth as silk. Nothing else had to be said. 

The implications were there, they [i]had[/i] been there ever since Regina caught Henry looking her over just last night when she met him for the first time. It was a look she wasn't unfamiliar with, a look he seemed to carry around with him wherever he went; desire. It could have been for Regina solely; she knew she wasn't hard to look at, or it could have been for someone else he had met along the way but it was there now, and their conversation had a completely different implication unknown to anyone that was unable to see the way they looked at one another.

Regina took a single breath as she bent her head forward and crashed her lips against Henry's. There was nothing remotely tentative or timid about the kiss, but neither seemed to mind as they veritably devoured each other whole; tongues eagerly exploring and meeting in frenzied bliss, like this is why they had them in the first place and they were both just finding that out.

Henry found himsef lost in passion. Any sense of logic or judgement tossed aside the moment their lips touched. A sense of dread seemed to pang in him when they first started, as though his body was signaling a final warning to think his decision through. But it was soon ignored. 

Henry abruptly, but not ungently, stood up, using a single hand to push the small desk separating them to the side; allowing them both to narrow the distance between them. Henry, in an almost ferocious manner, began to push Regina back, not letting their lips part in the process until she was pushed onto his larger desk getting no complaint from Regina; random items falling off in his haste. 

He let his hands fall to her, admittedly curvy hips, letting them linger for more than a moment as he let one rational thought enter his head: get the key. Regina's hands went to his chest, bracing herself against him as she continued to kiss him, refusing to let herself part to breathe.Parting his lips only to catch a small breath of air, Henry let two deft fingers go into her coat pocket, quickly swiping the key before pulling his hand out; letting it rest on her hip once more. If Regina noticed, she didn't show it. She was immensly engrossed into Henry at that point, her hands running up and down his chest and over his shoulders, unable to decide where she wanted to keep them.

Henry let himself pull back to catch more than a gasp of breath, though his eyes were alight with a passionate fire, a hunger for more. "No...no, not here." He said breathlessly. "But tonight..." he added on, stopping in mid-sentence to let Regina put two and two together. 

Regina looked up at him with a breathy smile, sweat beading at her forehead and her chest heaving as she as well tried to catch her breath. She patted him where her hands had stopped their roaming on his shoulders as if to say 'alright' unable to do it herself.

"Dinner." She reminded him simply, moving to sit up, her body seeming to be out of sorts as she did but she still somehow managed to keep an air of authority in the way she got off of the desk. Once standing tall again, Regina fixed up her suit jacket and gave Henry a curt nod, running a hand through her black hair to ensure that it was still in place and walked towards the exit, making a point to sway her hips a bit more than necessary.

Henry straightened up his outfit as Regina did, leaving his hair be as it was *always* in some sort of chaotic mess. "6:30, I won't forget." He reassured with that same friendly smile, though that seductiveness still remained in it. He paid close attention to her as she walked out, raising his eyebrows before nodding in approval. 

As soon as Regina was out of sight, out of the classroom and into the hallway, Regina her fingers into her coat pocket feeling only one key, the missing one being the one that opened up the cell. Without even so much as flinching, or looking at the remaining key just to be sure...she smiled and hurried on her way, finally in the right mood to read over Dr. Stevenson's files.