"BE MINE" 💞 INAZUMA ELEVEN/GO X READER [ONE SHOTS] - [CLOSED]

Tsurugi Kyousuke x Katsuragi Kimiko (OC) ~ Awkward Date

Gin: It's your turn Kyou! This is one of my favorite ships!~

Tsurugi: hn -_-

Gin: I am so honored to make this request by ishadas . Though she told me that I could treat this like a History project... I'm not quite sure if she knows that History is apparently one of my favorite subjects... Anyway, Go check out her books guys! She makes awesome Tsurugi Kyousuke x OC fanfic and others. Enjoy~!

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OC details:

Name: Katsuragi Kimiko

Nickname: Emi/Emybeth/Emy

Age: 14 years old

Gender: Female

Ethnicity: American-Japanese

(Check out Isha's book for more details of this wonderful OC!)

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Little did the young American-Japanese girl know about the situation she's currently in. It's just like what Bruno Mars said in his song, Marry You, "Is it the look in your eyes? Or is it this dancing juice?" Only that the singer didn't really care whether it's the alcoholic drink or simply the interesting look in the girl's eyes.

Right now the young girl might want to go for the latter. She's not sure if it's only her imagination or the pair of apricot eyes are just doing their normal thing. Not that it actually mattered, but a corner of her mind made it so.

She sat across the pale-skinned, blue-haired male. His eyes piercing into her very soul, like twin demons wanting to devour her whole. Or at least that's what only she had thought. She looked back at him, occasionally averting her gaze to her untouched food. Her body leaned slightly forward and both her feet pushing the floor. From an angle across the table, she looked either she might fall backwards or she might stoop forward.

Emi made a series of total recall to how this happened. It was only yesterday when Tsurugi asked her to meet at the cafe. Her eyes blinked in confusion. She remembered thinking that this might actually turn out like a date but her mind could not recall how she was able to say yes. But that is not important. The only thing that mattered to her at this moment is how she could find an acceptable excuse she could give the ace striker for leaving so soon so she can let go of the chaos her mind is experiencing, at the same time, without offending the young forward's feelings.

"Are you alright?"

Tsurugi's voice startled the hell out of her, making her involuntarily let go of the force she exerted on both feet and almost making her fall from the chair.

"Don't you like the food?" the forward asked worriedly. His cold eyes slightly showed a hint of worry as he narrowed his eyelids a bit and raised a brow.

Emi tried to open her mouth to respond but all the reaction she gave was an obvious gulp. A lot of questions flooded her mind at the same time. Did she disappoint Tsurugi? Did he sense her nervousness? Does her posture seem embarrassing? What is she going to do? She can't just be rude and leave without saying a word to Tsurugi. No, not someone like him who holds a special place in her heart.

"I'm sorry," Emi finally said quietly as she looked at the floor, feeling defeated by her archenemy---her low self-esteem.

"Why are you even apologizing?" Tsurugi flatly said as he sliced a piece of his food with a knife then brought it to his mouth with a fork.

Another wave of embarrassment washed over Emi. She wanted the floor to break open and hide her from further embarrassment, now that Tsurugi sounded annoyed by her unresponsiveness and awkward impulses.