•Mi Amore• Inazuma Eleven x Reader Oneshots

•{Kira Hiroto} ARES!•

:This one-shot is requested by _mitsueries_! I won't make the introduction much longer like before-So, let's go on with the story.

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Like the usual Monday it is, {Name} found herself sitting on her usual spot in her boss' office-who happens to be a former colleague of hers before. She was just chilling around, happy at the fact that there are no papers to sort for the day-or so she thought.

The sudden thud from her table made her look up, only to meet a pair of familiar teal orbs. Ah, it was no other than Kiyama Tatsuya-the adoptive brother of her boss, at the same time, the sole person who would bring her the papers that are needed to be sorted, in order for the boss to sign them with ease.

"{Last Name}-san, Gomen, did I scare you?", Kiyama nervously chuckled, while scratching the back of his neck. As for {Name}, she just sat there, with eyes that haven't seemed to recover from the early shock, that the red-head had caused.

It took her a full minutebefore gaining composure, while slightly glaring at the former Inazuma Japan representative. Kiyama merely chuckled at this, finding her reaction rather cute. Don't get it wrong, he doesn't like the {hair color}-nette beneath his gaze. Well, he guessed he do like her, but that was way back then.

"Don't chuckle at me like that! It's not funny", {Name} snorted, whilst pouting at the guy. Though, her statement was soon followed by a faint shriek when she noticed the amount of papers on her table. No wonder it gave a hard thud a while ago.

' I'll have to sort these?! It's so many. . .' , she thought, slumping back on her chair in utter defeat.

Kiyama only gave her an apologetic look. Apparently, he never thought that Hiroto would go as far as giving {Name} these papers to be sorted out. Based on their previous conversations, Hiroto couldn't bear the thought of making the woman of his dreams stressed out. But that thought immediately made Kiyama confused, when Hiroto called him a while ago, only to deliver these papers.

He had no idea about Hiroto's current thoughts as of now. And since, his gray haired adoptive brother is the boss, then all he could do is to follow whatever orders he would give. Note: He did tried to knock some senses in Hiroto's mind. Then again, there is that keyword-tried.

"I'm really sorry {Last name}-san. I tried to defend you, claiming that these papers. . .", He then motioned his right hand on the stack.

". . . Are a bit too much", he finished.

{Name}'s face contorted into different expressions, so it wasn't readable as of now. But there are two things that shimmered in those pools of {eye color} jewels-confusion and dismay.

"It's alright Kiyama-san. Well, I guess I'll have to start now, in order to finish early. god forbid! My brother would kill me if I go home late", she mumbled, only loud enough for him to hear. As a response, Kiyama placed his hand on top of her head, giving her a reassuring-apologetic head pat.

"Ganbatte ne? I'll head out now, I also need to do a lot of work. Ja", and thats is where he took his leave. Unknown to him, that a pair of pink orbs were watching them interact in a far distance. The owner of such mesmerizing jewels, emitted a scoff with a clear scowl plastered on his face.

. . .

Lunch time have already started, but {Name} couldn't find the opportunity to leave her work. Some employees had already told her to stop and take at least an hour to eat and relax, but to their dismay the {hair color}-nette would just kindly decline their offers.