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Yatori Week 2021 Day 2: Longing đ§
yatori week prompt (soulmates)
âHiyori? Hiyori, are you listening to me?â Mrs. Shrill asked sharply, shattering my thoughts. Some of the more mean spirited boys snickered. âSorry.â I muttered awkwardly. Iâd already had a rough day. I woke up late, almost missed the bus, and couldnât focus on anything at school. Even Yama and Ami knew that something was definitely different. The thing was, I couldnât get last night out of my head.
Last nightâŠa night that I would never forget. I had invited Yato and Yukine over to my house since my parents werenât home. They were pulling an all-nighter at the hospital so I thought it might be fun to get together with the god and his shinki for a movie and some pizza. I felt bad I hadnât been able to see them a ton lately. âGuys, what do you want on your pizza? Iâm going to order some.â I asked, my phone in my hand. Yato thought for a minute. âPineapple.â I looked at him quizzically. âOnly bums eat pineapple on a pizza. On second thoughtâŠI guess that fits you.â Yukine said jokingly. âHEY!â Yato shouted at him. âIF YOU WERENâT A HAFRI YUKINE, I SWEAR!â I smiled to myself. I knew it was all out of love. Yato regarded Yukine as something of a son, and when I was with them it felt like they were a family.
I did wind up ordering a pineapple pizza for Yato, along with just some plain pizza. âHow can you eat that? Honestly, how can you put fruit on a pizza?â Yukine asked as Yato proceeded to devour a fifth slice. âI canât help it that youâre just uncultured.â Yato shrugged, and I giggled behind my hand.
Later that night, the three of us sat down to watch a movie together with some buttered popcorn. Yato ate most of it, but I didnât care. When the first movie was over, it wasnât super late, so we decided to watch another one. âWhat should we watch?â I asked them, scrolling through the options. âHey, Hiyori! I want to pick this time!â Yato shouted, trying to grab the remote for the TV out of my hand. âHey, stop that!â I laughed. The two of us started sort of wrestling for it on the couch. âYukine, help your master!â Yato shouted, Â but Yukine just sighed. âYou two are just weird.â He got up to get something from the kitchen.
âYou give up yet?â I asked through fits of giggles. âNot a chance Iki.â Yato said, continuing to wrestle with me. I swear sometimes it was a wonder we werenât five. We somehow managed to roll off the couch, and I wound up pinned beneath Yato. I became very conscious about how close he was. âHow about we call this one a draw.â I laughed, feeling a blush creep into my cheeks. âFine. It was a really stupid thing to fight over anyway. You canât resist when I give you this face, so I wouldâve gotten my way anyway.â He gave me big puppy dog eyes.
âYukine sort of is rightâŠwe are so weird.â âMaybe. But it was meant to be like this. We were meant to be like this Hiyori. Youâre my soulmate.â The second the words left his lips I knew I wanted that. I wanted to be his and his alone. Then, he kissed me, deeply and passionately on the lips. I never wanted that moment to end.
âHiyoriâŠare you really okay? Youâve been on another planet all day, and you havenât talked about wrestling a single bit.â Yama asked me as I was walking out of school. âGuys, Iâm fine. Just having a rough day, thatâs all.â I looked up at the sky, watching the birds. All of a sudden I caught a whiff of somethingâŠalmost like a cologne. I knew that smell all too well. âUmmmâŠyou guys go ahead, I think I left something in school.â I told Yama and Ami.
I found Yato hiding behind an oak tree, his back to me. âYato, what are you doing here?â I asked and he jumped when he heard my voice. âMy gods Hiyori did you have to sneak up on me like that?â âMr. Iâm hiding behind a tree at Hiyoriâs school.â I sarcastically rolled my eyes, and he looked at me indignantly. âI just wanted to see how you were doing.â A blush crept into his cheeks. Still, after having a rough day, it was good to see him. I gave him a hug, but when I looked over his shoulder, I saw Yama and Ami watching from around the corner of the school.
âI can see you guys! You donât have to hide anymore!â I called over to them. Yato looked confused for a second until he also spotted the girls. They slunk out from behind the corner. âSorry Hiyori. We were just curious. Is this your new boyfriend?â Ami asked sheepishly. I looked at Yato for a second before answering. âNoâŠHeâs my soulmate.â
Thank you so much to everyone who has participated in Yatori Week so far!!! While it has technically come to a close, Iâll continue to check the tags for new works. Especially since today is darling Hiyoriâs birthday.
Hope to see you again next year and make sure to sign up for the Noragami Reverse Big Bang before the end of the month if youâre a writer, artist or beta and looking to make some more fandom content!
Happy birthday Hiyori!!
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Yatori Week 2021- Day 7
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yatori week prompt (au: a reverse modern Cinderella story ig)
Part 1: Father"Beeeep! Beeeep! Beeeep!â My alarm clock cut through my dream. I tried to smash the snooze button with my eyes still closed, but it didnât work too well. I reluctantly opened my eyes, and stopped that terrible beeping noise. The red glowing numbers read 6:30. "YABOKU!â I heard Father scream from downstairs. Well he wasnât my real fatherâŠmore like a stepfather. And I had told him a thousand times to call me Yato, but he never listened. âHmm?â I mumbled, still delirious from sleep. I went to bed late the night before because I had one of my odd jobs to do. I hadnât been able to find a place to hire me, so when I wasnât doing something for Father, I would do jobs around town for five yen a piece. It wasnât much, but I was hoping to save up enough to move out and get a place of my own as soon as I could. My life was not a fairytale. Far from it actually.Â
âYABOKU, GET DOWN HERE AND MAKE YOUR SISTER AND I OUR BREAKFAST!â Father yelled. âMmmph.â I groaned, wishing I could go back to bed. Instead, I got up and got dressed quickly, before practically flying down the steps. âAbout time, Yaboku. Itâs a wonder weâre ever on time for anything.â Father grumbled, putting his head on the table. âSorry FatherâŠI came down as fast as I could.â I forced a smile, and began cracking some eggs in a pan. âHi Father!â
My younger stepsister Nora chirped as she came into the kitchen, sitting down at the table. We were a few years apart, but Nora was clearly Fatherâs favorite. âGood morning Nora.â Father said calmly. I never got treatment like that from him.I served Nora and Father their omelettes, and I just opted for some toast so I could be ready to go to school. Father would never let me ride in his custom cars, so most days I just walked, or had one of my friends pick me up. This morning my best friend Yukine had volunteered to drive me. I grabbed my backpack, and started going out the door. âHold on just a second.â Father put an arm out to stop me. âI want you to go to the store after school, and pick up milk, and a hairbrush for your sister. Then when you come home, thereâs dishes to do. Donât forget.â He said the last part almost as a threat. âOkay.â I sighed, unenthusiastically. âYaboku, when you get home I need you to wash my dress for Saturday.â Nora ordered, and I knew better than to refuse her. Father would make medo it anyway. âFine. Can I go now?â I asked, and Father let me out the door.
Yukine was waiting for me, his beat up old red sedan idling at the curb. I got into the passenger seat. âHey Yato! Whatâs up? Howâs everything going?â He asked, as he pulled away from my house. âDo I have to answer that?â I groaned, leaning my head back on the headrest. âThat bad?â âUgh I just canât wait to get out of there.â Yukine shrugged. âI canât say I blame you. If my father treated me like that I swear I would run away.â I had considered running away before, but it probably wouldnât do much good. Either Father would find me, or Iâd just starve. Neither option seemed particularly appealing.
Part 2: Hiyori
When we arrived at school, we met our friends Daikoku and Kofuku by the lockers. I guess I was the unofficial leader of our friend group, and it had been that way since kindergarten. Because of this, Yukine sort of viewed me as a father figure (I was slightly older), and Kofuku and Daikoku were like my siblings. At one point Kofuku and I were together, but it didnât really work out. That relationship was just utter chaos, but we donât talk about that anymore really.
âYATTY CHAN!â Kofuku screeched when she saw me. The pink haired girl practically jumped on me. Daikoku just greeted me with an acknowledging grunt. Those two were such opposites, it was a wonder they got along so well.
We started talking as we grabbed books from our lockers, and thatâs when it happenedâŠI stepped back, and felt someone run right into me, their books tumbling to the ground. I muttered an apology, and began to help them pick things upâŠand froze when I saw who had run into me. It was Hiyori Iki
Hiyori was the most popular girl in the school. Her family was made up of rich doctors. She knew everyone and everyone knew her. All the girls wanted to be her best friend, and all the guys wanted to date her. I even had a little bit of a crush on her, even though she probably didnât know who I was. She was very pretty, with long dark hair, and sparkling pink eyes. Today she wore a white skirt that came down a few inches above her knees, and a purple tank top. The thing is, she never acted like she was better than everyone else. She treated everyone fairly.
âH-HiyoriâŠIâm so sorryâŠI didnât see youâŠhonestâŠare you okay?â I babbled hopelessly. âIâm okayâŠitâs my faultâŠI shouldâve watched where I was going.â She said, not seeming upset at me in the least. I got to my feet, and extended my hand to help her up. She took it, and got herself off the floor, brushing her skirt off. âIâm sorryâŠI donât think weâve ever been properly introduced. Iâm-â she finished my sentence for me. âYato. Right? We have Tenjinâs literature class together.â I must admit she had left me a little bit surprised. Typically no one but my friends remembered me. âYeah. You got it.â I shot Yukine a âHelp Meâ look, but I didnât need help, because Hiyoriâs friends Yama and Ami called her name.
âI have to goâŠsorry. See you around sometime Yato?â She asked me. âErmâŠI guess so. Sure.â I stammered. âGreat! Bye!â She gave a small wave before skipping off to join her friends. Once she was gone, Yukine imitated an airplane pilot. âOh no, Captain, weâre going down.â Then he made an explosion noise, and Kofuku and Daikoku laughed at me. âHey! Cut it out!â I shouted indignantly.
âAs you all know, the masquerade ball is this Friday night. You will all be required to show this parent permission slip upon entry.â Our homeroom teacher Miss. Sakura said as she passed the papers. âOh, Iâm so excited! Daikoku already asked me to it!â Kofuku squealed happily. âWhat are the odds Father will let me go?â I sighed. âAwww Yatty, you know you can count on me for a jailbreak.â Kofuku offered. âTemptingâŠbut Iâm sure Father would murder meâŠand then heâd make you guys all clean up all the blood.â I said darkly.
The day went pretty normalâŠthat is until literature class. Yukine, Daikoku, Kofuku, and I grabbed seats in the back, as usual. When Hiyori walked into the room though, instead of taking her usual seat at the front, she walked to the back and took the seat next to me. âHey Yato.â She said casually. My other friends gaped at her. âHey guys! Yukine, Daikoku, and Kofuku, right?â She asked. They all nodded. âYou guys mind if I sit with you today?â The question seemed more directed at me. âI meanâŠI guess if you want to.â I shrugged. She smiled.
âSoâŠare you going to the masquerade ball this Friday Yato?â Hiyori asked later on in class when everyone was talking. It was an innocent question, but still, having a girl ask if I was going to a dance got me a little jittery. Especially Hiyori. âI donât know yet. I guess it depends on what my dad thinks. How about you?â âYeah, Iâm going. I donât really have a date nailed down yet, so Iâm thinking Iâm just going by myself, but weâll see.â She said. I was a little surprised she didnât have a date yet, figuring everyone would be practically lining up to take her. I wondered if I should ask her and then pushed the thought out of my head. This was literally the first time we had actually talkedâŠI wasnât about to frighten her off. It was a stupid idea anyway. I seemed to always have stupid ideas though, so I wasnât that surprised.
Part 3: Argument
âFather, Iâm home!â I called through the house, struggling through the doorway with all the groceries I had bought at the store. âOkay, get to those dishes! And Noraâs dress! And youâre going to need to make something for dinner tonight! Go quickly too, you already took too long at the store!â Father shouted at me from the other room. I wanted to cut my ears off.
âYaboku, give me my brush.â Nora demanded before I could even put the grocery bags down. I shoved a smaller bag into her hand, and she didnât even bother to thank meâŠshe just skipped over to the TV and turned on some anime cartoons. It was amazing that while she had all the time in the world to watch anime I was stuck with no time at all to do anything I wanted to do. It was so unfair, but I guess I was used to it.
I did my chores as fast as possible, but it was still half past six when I finally finished. Noraâs dress was harder to wash than I thought, given that she had spilled spaghetti sauce on it before, and there were so many dishes piled up near the sink that it took forever for me to clean them all.
âYABOKU! Whereâs our dinner?!â Father yelled from the living room. ShootâŠI had forgotten all about dinner. âErmâŠworking on it right now!â I replied. âYou better be, or else you donât get to eat.â I got out some meat and quickly made some hamburgers. I thought they were pretty good, but Father yelled at me about them being too well done, so I went and ate out on the porch to get away, wishing I could escape for real.
The week seemed to fly by. It was fairly normal. When I wasnât doing everything for Father, I was either at school, or on an odd job around town. I ran into Hiyori a few times in school, and though I tried to lay low most of the time, I felt like every time I spoke to her, people looked at me funny.
Friday came, and Yukine had finally convinced me to talk to Father about the masquerade ball. He dropped me off in front of my house after I finished cutting a neighborâs lawn. âItâll be fine Yato. Trust me.â He assured me. I only wished I could believe himâŠI had a feeling this wouldnât be easy.
I entered my house. âFather?â I called. âYes Yaboku?â Father asked from the living room where he was playing a video game with Nora. I swear, that girl got to do everything fun. He paused the game when I entered the room. âWell I was just wondering if you would sign this.â I took the parent permission form out of my backpack, smoothing out the crumpled corners and handing it to him.
He laughed. âYou didnât actually think I would let you go to this, did you?â I tried to keep myself under control. âWell, itâs just for one night. Canât I go out one night?â I reasoned. âAbsolutely not. You still have chores to doâŠthe laundry wonât do itself.â He said. âFather, itâs not fair!â I raised my voice. âYaboku, lifeâs not fair.â He chided. I wanted nothing more than to punch him. I clenched my fists. âFather, I try to be nice to youâŠI really do, and I always do everything you ask. Please let me go!â I begged. âYABOKU, I SAID NO! That is my final answer. Now go and mop the kitchen.â He ordered. I had no other opinion. I went to get the mop.
While I was working, I dialed Yukine on my cell phone. âYato! What happened?â He asked when he picked up. âI canât go. You guys go on without me.â I told him. âDarn, that sucks. Anything you need?â He asked. âDifferent parents?â I suggested. âAnything I can actually help with?â He rephrased the question. âNopeâŠsorry Yukine. Maybe next time.â I said glumly and hung up.
It was about ten oâclock, and as I folded the clothes from the dryer, I couldnât help but think of Yukine, Daikoku, and Kofuku at the dance without me. It just wasnât fair. âYaboku, Iâm going to take Nora over to her friendâs house, and then Iâm going out for a while. Iâll be back at 12:15. If you set a toe out of this house, it will be the last thing you ever do.â Father said. I nodded in understanding.
I heard Fatherâs car pull out of the driveway, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if there was work to do, at least I wouldnât have to deal with the shouting.
Part 4: The Masquerade Ball
I had just started washing the dishes, when there was a knock on the door. The clock read 10:20. Father shouldnât have been home just yet. I went to the door, and found Yukine, Daikoku, and Kofuku standing in the doorway, all dressed up for the ball.
âInteresting formalwear.â Yukine commented. I was wearing black sweatpants and a t-shirt that said âI â€ïž Capybarasâ. âYukine, what part of âI canât goâ didnât make sense?â I asked exasperated, hitting him with the dish towel I was holding. âYatty Chan, this is an intervention.â Kofuku said seriously. âWhat in the name of Izunami is that supposed to mean?â I raised my eyebrows at them. âYatoâŠyou canât go on like this. Itâs time that you start doing things for yourself. Forget Father, come to the dance with us.â Yukine proposed. "No way, he gets back at 12:15, and besides, I have chores to do and heâll kill me if theyâre not done.â âLet us do the chores while you get ready, and set an alarm on your phone for 12:00. That way we can have you home by 12:15.â Kofuku said. Suddenly, I didnât feel like letting Father stop me from going to the dance.
âYou guys are right. Iâm going to the dance.â I declared, and they all cheered. Still I got the feeling I was forgetting something. My heart sank when I remembered what it was. âGuys I canât go.â I said glumly. âWhy not?â Asked Daikoku. âFather never signed the permission slip.â âLeave that to me! Iâm an  expert at foraging signatures.â Kofuku volunteered. I looked at all my friends. âOkayâŠletâs do this.â
Forty Five minutes later, we entered the school gymnasium which was glimmering with string lights and the multicolored disco lights. Kofukuâs foraging skills seemed to work. Everyone wore masks, and I put one of my own over my face. âHow are we supposed to tell who anyone is?â I asked my friends who had donned masks of their own. âYou donât.â Yukine said bluntly.
We went on the dance floor and started jumping around to some song we didnât know, but everyone else was doing it, so why not.
A girl that was in front of me accidentally stepped back on my foot. She almost fell backwards, but I caught her quickly in my arms. âWoahâŠyou okay?â I asked her. She blushed. âYeah. Thanks for catching me.â She said as I set her back on her feet.
She was very pretty, or at least I thought she was. A purple mask covered most of her face, but her eyes were piercing, and her long brown hair was curled. She wore a long purple dress that matched her mask. My friends noticed me talking to the girl, and I could tell they were sort of spying from a distance though they tried to hide it. I gave them a quick look before turning back to the girl. âAre you here with someone?â I asked. She looked at her feet. âWellâŠmy date sort of stood me up. So I guess not.â I clenched my fists. I hated it when people did that. âDarnâŠIâm really sorry.â I said sympathetically. âItâs okayâŠare you here with a date?â She asked me. âNahâŠunless you want to be my date.â
The words slipped out of my mouth before I could even process what I was saying. âWay to go, Yato.â I thought, glancing over at Yukine for help. All he did was give me a thumbs up, before going back to talking with Kofuku and Daikoku. The girl shrugged. âSureâŠwhy not.â She agreed.
âSoâŠare you going to tell me your name?â She asked as I led her off the dance floor to get a drink. âIs it okay if I donât? Iâm technically not supposed to be here.â I said awkwardly. âWaitâŠyou do go to this schoolâŠright?â She asked skeptically. âOh yeah, I go to this schoolâŠitâs nothing like that. Itâs just my stepfather. He doesnât want me to be here.â I explained. âOhâŠI see.â She said. âAre you going to tell me your name?â I asked her. She pursed her ruby red lips. âNot yet.â âWell you go here tooâŠright?â âYes.â âAlright, so we might know each other then.â I reasoned. âTrue. You would think I would remember those blue eyes.â She sighed. âWellâŠhow about we try and guess who each other are?â I suggested. âOkay.â
âSoâŠI have a questionâŠwhat is your favorite animal?â The girl asked me. âAll the questions in the world, and you go with whatâs your favorite animal?â I raised my eyebrows at her. âWellâŠyou can tell a lot about a man by what his favorite animal is.â She said laughing. âOkay thenâŠCapybaras.â I said without even thinking. âThatâs the first time Iâve heard that answer. Mine would have to beâŠprobably horses.â She told me. âAlrightâŠso what do you want to do when youâre older?â I asked her. âHmmmâŠI donât really knowâŠmaybe be a doctor? It runs in the family, but I donât know if itâs for me or not. What do you think?â I was caught sort of off guard by the question. âI think you should do what makes you happy.â Gods, where did I come up with this stuff? The girl smiled at me, and I blushed slightly. âHow about you? What do you want to do?â âI donât know. Right now Iâm pretty much focused on moving out of my house. I need to get away from my stepfather.â I answered truthfully. âI take it that you and your stepfather donât get along too well?â It was an innocent question, not meant to be prying or anything like that. âWell itâs always âdo the dishes, wash the clothes, mop the floorâ meanwhile he treats my stepsister like a princess. He didnât even want me to come to this dance tonight. I donât know what to do about it really.â I complained. âWellâŠI think you should take your own advice and do what makes you happy.â The girl told me, and I laughed.
A slower rock ballad began playing on the speakers. âHey, would youâŠwould you want to dance?â I stammered. Iâd never really gotten the chance to ask a girl to dance before, so I was nervous as heck. âSure.â She took my hand, and I led her to the dance floor. I put my arms around her waist and she put hers around my neck. I couldnât help but notice that she smelled like sweet cherry blossoms.
âDid you know you really have two left feet?â She said after a minute. I mustâve stepped on her toes at least five times. âSorry about thatâŠI donât dance that much.â I blushed. She noticed. âItâs okayâŠpeople think Iâm good at everything, but Iâm a terrible artist. AlthoughâŠI can draw a pretty great stick figure.â She told me, and I laughed. âIâm actually not that bad of an artist believe it or not.â I said nervously. My hands were sweaty. âWell then I hope to see your drawings sometime. You know, I still have no clue who you are.â âNor I you.â I grinned at her.
âHey, would you ever want to see me again after tonight?â I asked the girl later on in the night. We had been dancing for a while, but then we decided to sit down at a table and talk instead. I could always make her laugh somehow, and I really enjoyed her company. Occasionally, one of my friends would cheer me on silently from the background. âI think I would like that.â She replied. âHeyâŠwould it be crazy ifâŠâ she began, but trailed off. I couldnât help noticing how close she was to me. âIf what?â I breathed. âIf I said that IâŠâ she trailed off again, and she was even closer than before. Did she want me to kiss her? I took her face in my hands and she didnât pull away. I brushed her hair away from her face, and she closed her eyes. I leaned in, andâŠ
âBrrrring! Brrring! Brrring!â My phone alarm went off at the worst possible time. âI have to go.â I said quietly, pulling away before I could kiss her. I stood up from the table, but the girl caught my arm. âWaitâŠâ I looked back to see her take off her mask, to revealâŠâHiyori?!â I gaped at her. I had almost kissed Hiyori Iki. I stood there for a moment, stunned, until Yukine came running over. âYatoâŠwe need to go.â He said quiet enough so Hiyori couldnât hear. His eyes flicked between me and Hiyori incredulously.
I pulled my hand from Hiyoriâs grasp. âIâm really sorryâŠI have to go.â I apologized before taking off with Yukine, Kofuku, and Daikoku trailing behind me. âWait!â Hiyori shouted, coming after me, but I wasnât stopping.
In my hurry, I tripped on someoneâs foot, sending me sprawling on the ground. I got back up and kept running. Hiyori bent down and picked something off the floor. âPlease wait! I donât even know your name!â She begged, but she couldnât catch me. I had to get home before it was too late.
Part 5: Aftermath
âThat was Hiyori the entire time?!â Yukine shouted at me as the four of us piled into his car. âYeahâŠnow will ya hurry up and drive? I gotta be back by 12:15, remember?â I said, taking my mask off.
âSoâŠwhen are you guys hanging out next?â  Kofuku asked excitedly when we got on the road. âErmâŠwellâŠâ âWell what?â Asked Daikoku. âWell she sort of doesnât know it was me.â I explained. Yukine swerved to avoid almost hitting a truck. âYOU MEAN YOU DIDNâT TELL HER YOUR NAME?!â âDo you really think sheâd like me if she knew who I was? Sheâs probably expecting Prince Charming. Sheâll probably forget about me by Monday anyway. Itâs just better this way.â I said resting my head against the window glumly. In truth thatâs not what I wanted at all. I wished I could tell her who I was, but I guess I was scared, or something.
Yukine pulled up to my house when the clock read 12:12. âBye guys! Thanks for everything!â I shouted, getting out of the car and slamming the door. I ran into the house, bolted up to my room, and threw on the grungy clothes I had been wearing earlier, just in time for there to be a knock on the door. I opened it to find Father standing there.
âDid you get all your chores done?â He asked, barging in the doorway and pushing past me. No hello, no greetingâŠnothing. âYeah.â He inspected the dishes, and the laundry. Yukine, Daikoku, and Kofuku had really come through for me. While I had been getting ready, they made sure that everything sparkled.
Thank gods Father went to bed after that. I went up to my own room and searched through the pockets of my dress pants to try and find my phone. I had to tell my friends I had made it home. The problem was, it wasnât there. I checked my suit too. Nothing. And then I remembered something. After I had fallen, Hiyori had picked something up. Could it have beenâŠmy phone?
I sighed and laid back on my bed. I couldnât worry about it now. I was exhausted, and decided to go to bed. I figured I would look for my phone tomorrow some more. Or maybe that I would wake up and this had all been a dream. Unfortunately, that was not the case.
That weekend, I didnât do a ton, unless you count all of Fatherâs chores, and a couple odd jobs fixing a faucet and moving some furniture around. My phone remained missing, and I found myself thinking of my night with Hiyori a lot. Her laugh. The way her eyes lit up when I told her something. The way she smelled sweetly of cherry blossoms.
I was so glad to see my friends on Monday. âWhere the hell were you all weekend? You didnât answer any of our calls.â Daikoku complained. âMy phone seems to be missing. I think I dropped it the other night.â I replied, and the answer seemed to satisfy them.
A surprise greeted me when I walked into Miss. Sakuraâs homeroom. Hiyori stood at the front of the room. I swallowed. She waved at me as I walked past her to my seat, and I managed a small wave back.
âOkay classâŠMiss. Iki has an announcement she is giving to all the homerooms, so I want you to give her your attention.â Miss. Sakura said once everyone had settled down.
âOkay guys wellâŠIâm Hiyori IkiâŠbut umâŠyou probably already knew that.â She began awkwardly. âWell umâŠthe thing isâŠI met this guy at the dance the other night. The problem is, I have no idea who he is, andâŠI think I fell in love with him.â She was blushing now. My eyes bugged. She fell in love with me?? âAnyway, I really want to find him. He dropped this as he was trying to leave.â She reached into the pocket of her shorts, and withdrew my cell phone. âSoâŠumâŠI guess at lunch period, if you come to me, and can type in the 4 digit code to open the phone on the first try, then Iâll know youâre my mystery prince. And if anyone hears anything can you please let me know? Iâd be really happy for your help. Anyway, I guess thatâs it. Thanks everyone.â
I could practically feel Yukine, Kofuku, and Daikoku staring at me. Everyone had started talking again, so they all said âYatoooooâ in unison. I threw my hands up in surrender. âGuysâŠI didnât do anythingâŠdonât look at me like that.â âYatoâŠwe know the truth. You know the truth. When are you going to tell her the truth?â Yukine slapped me. âHEY!â I shouted. âI meanâŠYuki asked a valid question.â Kofuku pointed out. âIâm not. Trust me, itâs better this way. Then she doesnât get disappointed.â I ran my fingers over the wood grain in the desk, and I couldnât help but picture her on the night of the dance. So beautiful, and kind. She deserved better than someone like me.
When lunch hour came, the four of us sat at our usual table. Across the caffetteria sat Hiyori, surrounded by a few friends, and a bunch of guys, all of whom wanted to try and open the phone. âONE AT A TIME! EVERYONE WILL GET A TURN!â Hiyori was trying to control the crowd, but it wasnât really working. People pushed and shoved, all of them wanting to get it first. I shook my head. âYou know Yato, you could make this a whole lot easier and go tell her.â Daikoku suggested. âNo way.â I picked at my lunch, but I wasnât very hungry.
The crowd by Hiyori only grew, some people wanting to try and unlock the phone, and others who just wanted to watch, or cheer for their friends. After lunch, I went into literature class. To my surprise, Hiyori picked the seat next to me. âHi Yato.â She said tiredly. Her hair was slightly messy, and she looked a little frazzled. âAreâŠare you okay?â I managed to croak. My throat felt dry. âOh yeahâŠIâm fine. Itâs just I didnât think finding my mystery prince would be this hard.â My friends were following our conversation like a ping pong match. âOh.â I said stupidly. âDo you know how many fakes there were today?â She asked, sort of angry. I just shook my head. âThirty! Honestly, thatâs horrible!â She said in a voice slightly below a shout. âMhhmmm.â I nodded. âYato, are you okay? Youâre not acting like your usually chipper self today.â She pointed out. âUmmmâŠno. Everythingâs fine.â I said. Hiyori raised her eyebrows at me, but didnât press the issue.
At the end of class, Hiyori insisted on walking with me. "Did you wind up going to the dance?â She asked me. I hesitated for a second. Should I tell her the truth? âNoâŠI didnât go.â I replied, using my best judgment. âThatâs a shame. You should have come.â âYeahâŠI wasnât allowed. Iâm glad you had a nice time though.â I told her. âI did. I only wish that that guy wouldâve showed up by now. Itâs so frustrating.â She ran her fingers through her hair. I didnât say anything. She turned and looked at me. âDo you have something you want to tell me, Yato? Because I swear, youâre unusually quiet.â âNo, Hiyori. Everythingâs fine.â I forced a smile. âOkayâŠwell bye then.â She said, running off to her next class. âYeahâŠbye.â I muttered to nobody in particular.
Part 6: Intervention
âYABOKU! Go take out the trash!â Father ordered. It was Wednesday, and I still hadnât told Hiyori anything, despite the protests of my friends. She predictably had no luck with her âmystery princeâ as everyone was referring to him, but every time I saw her she was more and more determined to find himâŠor me, I guess. âCanât I finish this one drawing?â I yelled down from my room. I was drawing a sketch of Hiyori from the ball, and it was actually not horrible. I really managed to capture her smooth dark hair, and her full lips. Her eyes were warm and gentle, just like they were when I saw her in person. âNow, Yaboku!â He yelled. âArghhhhh!â I groaned, getting up from my desk and stomping down the stairs. I couldnât get a break for ten minutes?
âAre you complaining, Yaboku? I would hate to think youâre ungrateful to me. He seethed at me. He was being extra venomous today. "Itâs not being ungrateful. Itâs just not wanting to be your slave anymore.â I mumbled, but I donât know if he heard.
I got the trash bag, and walked out the back door, andâŠâSliceâ. Nora used a knife to cut the bag open, the trash going all over the yard. âOops.â She said, but she sounded sarcastic. âWHY CANâT YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!â I shouted. They had both been extra rude to me today, and I had pretty much had enough. âSorry Yaboku. But yelling about it wonât help you.â She went in the door, leaving me to pick up the slimy, disgusting garbage.
I went back in the house, and washed my hands in the sink. âYaboku! Thereâs a call for you on the home phone. Come and get it, and hurry up!â Father called me from the other room.
He handed me the phone. âHello?â I asked. âYato! How are you?â Yukineâs voice came over the phone. âFantastic.â I told him sarcastically. âYato, can you come outside?â He asked cryptically. âUmmâŠI guess.â I hung up the phone and walked out onto the porch to see Yukineâs car. Kofuku and Daikoku were with them.
He rolled the window down as I approached. âWhy are you guys here?â I asked them. âYatty Chan, this is an intervention.â Kofuku said. âWill someone please explain what the hell that is actually supposed to mean?!â I exclaimed, exasperated. âIt basically means that weâre your friends, and weâre here to give you advice because we care about you.â Yukine explained. âWell why didnât you just say that?!â The three of them looked at each other. âWellâŠit just sounds more professional to say intervention I guess.â Kofuku said for lack of a better response. âOh wellâŠit doesnât matter. Anyway, what do you guys want to say to me?â
âWell I talked to my mom, and she said if you want to move out of your dadâs, you can come live at my place.â Yukine said. âWhatâŠwhat do you mean?â I asked. âYato, youâve always been like an older brother, slash father to me, and I just think you canât go on like this.â âWe all think so.â Daikoku broke in. âYatty, you canât spend the rest of your life waiting on your father and Nora.â Kofuku said. I realized they were right. I was always focused on what others wanted. My father knew that, and it allowed him to walk all over me. Nora too. That wouldnât happen again. I knew it wouldnât. Hiyoriâs voice echoed in my mind. âI think you should take your own advice and do what makes you happy.â
âYou guys are right.â I said. âSoâŠdoes this mean youâll get out of there?â Asked Yukine. âYeahâŠIâm going to try.â I assured himâŠand I meant it. I was done being pushed around.
I went back into the house, and up to my room. I grabbed a duffle bag and stuffed it full of some extra clothes, and a toothbrush. I was about to leave, when I saw the sketch I had done of Hiyori out of the corner of my eye. I donât know why, but I folded it up and put it in the pocket of my tracksuit. Â
âYaboku! Make Nora some dinner!â Father demanded as I was coming down the stairs. âNo.â I said, a look of determination on my face. âWhat did you just say to me boy?â He asked, growling. âYou heard me. I quit. Iâm done being your slave, and Iâm leaving this house.â I declared, sounding braver than I felt. âWhere will you go?â He challenged. âAnywhereâs better than here.â I didnât want him to be able to find me. âYaboku, youâre being ungrateful. I have given you a house to live in, and food, and-â I cut him off. âAnd who cleaned the house every day? Who prepared meals all the time because you and Nora couldnât be bothered? Me! Iâm sick and tired of being treated like a slave!â And with that, I marched out of the house, leaving Father with a puzzled and enraged look on his face. I never looked back.
Part 7: Confessions
âI canât believe you actually did it.â Yukine said as he helped me bring my stuff through the door. âI knew you had it in you Yatty!â Kofuku and Daikoku were right behind us. Yukine led me up to an extra room where I could put down my bags. âCome on guys. Letâs go play video games together. Maybe we can teach Yato how to play Phantom Slayer.â Yukine suggested. I had a feeling I was going to like living here.
I got beat at Phantom Slayer pretty bad, but at least I was getting better. I only lost by a few hundred points in the last round instead of a few thousand. After that, we were all sitting and watching some anime cartoons, when I felt something in my pocket. I took it out, and unfolded it. It was the picture I drew of Hiyori. I had almost forgotten about it. âHey guys?â âHmmm?â Asked Daikoku. âI think I have to do something tonight. Just donât wait for me to do anything, okay?â I said, never looking up from the sketch. âYou sure you donât want us to come with you? I can even drive.â Yukine suggested. âNoâŠthis is something I need to do all by myself.â I got up and walked out of the house.
The sky was dark. It had to be at least 9 pm. There was no moonâŠthe clouds blocked it. I started running, with one goal in mind. I had to get to the Iki mansion. It started raining, first lightly, but then it turned into a downpour. I was getting soaked, and thunder rumbled in the distance but I didnât care. I had to do this.
I had never been to the Iki mansion, but everyone knew where it was. It was a large brick mansion with white stone columns and an immaculate yard to match. I jogged up to the door and knocked. A woman who I could only assume was Hiyoriâs mom, opened the door. âCan I help you?â She raised her eyebrows at me skeptically. âIâm a friend of Hiyoriâs from school. Can I talk to her? Itâs important.â I explained. âSure. Would you like to come in, or-â âNoâŠI need to do this before I lose my nerve. Please, I just need to talk to Hiyori.â
She went back into the house for a minute, and then Hiyori appeared at the doorway. âYato? What are you doing here?â She asked surprised. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the drawing. It was a little damp, but mostly intact. âYou said you wanted to see my drawings sometime.â âItâs beautifulâŠâ She began and trailed off. âWait a secondâŠYatoâŠâ she reached into her pocket and pulled out my phone. âIs this really yours?â She asked her voice barely above a whisper.  She handed me the phone. I typed in my passcode â0800â so she could see, and the Home Screen popped up.
âOh. My. Gods. I actually found you! Why didnât you tell me sooner?â She asked, her hands over her mouth. âHiyoriâŠthe thing isâŠIâm not Prince Charming. Iâm not any type of prince. Not even close. I recently got away from my terrible stepfather, and Iâm living at a friendâs house. I donât have a real job, and Iâm not even what youâd call popular. I thought thatâŠthe last thing you need is a guy like me, and that if I loved you I would let you go. I only want the best for you because I love you. Thatâs why I didnât tell you that it was me at the dance.â I explained. âYatoâŠâ she sighed, stepping out in the rain. âI love you. Which is why none of that matters. I donât care that you donât have a real family, or a job, or anything like that. Donât you get it? Youâre all I could think about for the past few days, and now that Iâve found youâŠI just want to be with you.â
I felt like I could barely breathe. She really did love me. She reached down and grabbed my hand. I smiled at her. "SoâŠI didnât quite get to kiss you at the dance. Do you maybe want to try again?â âIâd like that.â She blushed.
I took her face in my hands, and kissed her lips. She kissed me back putting her arms around my neck. I reached around her and ran my fingers through her rain soaked hair. Thunder rumbled around us, and Hiyori clutched me tighter. That was when I knew that finally, we would both live happily ever after.
The End
Yatori Week 2021- Day 6
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There were many reasons Hiyori and Yukine had been upset with Yato keeping his secrets.Â
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âRiiiing riiiing.â Â My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out. The screen read âHIYORIâ. Damn did I miss her. She had gone to a different school this year to study medical stuff. It was far away, so she had to live there, and she hadnât been able to come visit. She promised that she would have a holiday break when we would see her around again, but it seemed to be so long from now.
I answered her call. âHello Hiyori! Itâs your favorite delivery god!â âHi Yato.â She sounded relieved I picked up. âHow are you doing?â I asked. She sighed. âNot super greatâŠI feel like I donât fit in here. The people here are pretty rude, and stuff. I just needed to hear your voice.â She said sadly, and I sort of felt bad for her. âDarnâŠthat really sucks.â âYeahâŠI really wish you were here.â
I snapped my fingers, and disappeared in a flash, reappearing right in front of Hiyori. She was sitting on a wooden bench in an outdoor courtyard, looking at a sparkling fountain.
She was so surprised she almost dropped her phone. âYato, wha-â she began, hanging up our phone conversation. âYou made a wish. Iâm here to deliver. Thatâs five yenâŠhand it over.â I said holding out my hand. Hiyori gave me a look that seemed to say âSeriously Yato?â âOkay, this oneâs a freebieâŠbut only because itâs you. I donât give free favors to just anyone.â I threw my hands up in a gesture of surrender, and she laughed. I sat on the bench next to her.
âWhy didnât you drop by sooner?â She asked me. âWellâŠI thought I should let you experience life a little without me.â She huffed in frustration. âYato, donât you get it? I want you in my life. Youâre never holding me back, because I want to be with you.â She scooted closer to me on the bench and took my hand. âI wonât hold you back?â I was sort of stunned. âYatoâŠno matter where I go, or what I do in the future, I want you to be a part of it.â
She looked into my eyes, and it was as if I could see right through them. Neither one of us knew what was going to happen in the futureâŠme being a god and all didnât make things any easierâŠbut at that moment, I made a promise to myself. As long as Hiyori wanted me by her side, I would be there for her. Even if that meant it was for forever.
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