Kitsuna bit her tongue to hold back an eye roll as Inori continued with his comments.
How did she get to be here again? She asked herself, oh yeah. Hajime was way too concerned with cell 13 escaping again that she got stuck bringing these papers to building 5 so Samon didn’t have a spas about them being late.
It wasn’t that she didn’t like visiting the building and getting a chance to see her boyfriend. His second in command just made some really stupid remarks to her. And, for some reason, he decided that today would be the day that he unloads all of them onto the weary red head standing before him.
“You look tired, Foxy.” Inori smirked, “I would imagine you would be considering you’ve been running through my mind all day.”
An invisible sigh left her nostrils as she gauged about how much time she could possibly have at the moment to kill him and hide the body, before reasoning there was no way she could do that and not have someone walk in on her.
“You know Foxy. As pretty as you are there is something about you I would like to change if I could.” Inori continued, “Your last name.”
He loosened his tie before adding to the berate.
“It is hot in here or is it just you?”
At that comment an audible sigh erupted from Kitsuna’s lips and she reached up to pinch the bridge of her nose.
“Inori,” She began with a frustrated growl.
“I’m fighting the urge to make you the happiest woman on earth tonight.” He grinned staring into her blood red eyes.
“If Samon where to over hear the banter you’ve just unleashed, not only would you be working overtime you would need to swim back.” The red head started with a hiss, “Now while these ridiculous pick up lines you drop for me cause a lot a laughs back at my office, when actual work needs to get done I have issues. Now, either tell me where Samon is or I’ll be forced to leave these with you against my better judgement.”
Inori just looked at her dumbly.
“What is it?” She snapped at him, “Spit it out already.”
A sinister smirk broke out on his face before he responded.
“If I told you that I thought you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?”
You could almost hear the veins in Kitsuna’s forehead pop at that last comment. Hardly a second after it was uttered, however, the door slammed open to reveal a seething monkey.
“Inori!” He screeched as he slithered into the office, “What the hell do you think you’re doing!?”
“I-uh, Supervisor! Kitsuna and I were just, uh.” He searched frantically for help.
“I came to drop these papers off for you, Supervisor.” The female red head called to the monkey.
“Please leave them on my desk, thank you Kitsuna.” He growled, though his heat was not directed at her but rather the boar.
Kitsuna did as she told and quickly made her way to the door.
“I wish you both a good day then, Supervisor, deputy.” She nodded and left before either could say a word. She knew Samon wanted nothing more than to beak the ever loving shit out of Inori for what he over heard.
And, of course, she was right. She hadn’t even made it out of the office building before bangs, crashes, screams, and the sound of things breaking screamed out of the main office.
Kitsuna could only chuckle to herself as she walked away. Sometimes her monkey was a little too overprotective, but it was definitely cute of him.
A laugh then came out of her throat that she had to cover up as she heard something break through the ceiling of the office and go shooting off behind her.
Samon had sent his deputy flying.
He really did hate it when anyone but him flirted with her. Not as though she minded his reactions.