Winds of War

eager

i am currently debating if i wanna go through the trouble of trying to fix the previous chapters or not.



Yato POV


The first thing Yato noticed when he woke up is the comfy blanket that was bunched up beneath his fingers. The second thing he noticed was the complete lack of cold air breathing down his neck. And the third thing he noticed was the absence of the kicks most of his Regalia had the tendency to beat him with. 

Alright. So he was sleeping in Naruto's house. 

For a moment he reveled in the warmth and comfiness of Naruto's bed before sitting up and looking around. Flower-bright sunshine was pouring from the window in Naruto's room and splaying on the floor, the figures of all the cacti and plants that sat on the sill outlined on the carpet with the glass ornaments hanging above them. 

The room itself was warm and cozy with the colors and decor, but Yato has seen it enough times that he only pokes at the hanging pots of tansy flowers once before ambling out the door and down the hall. He passes a bathroom and small desk that is set against the wall and jumps down the stairs, his - he realizes this just now - socked feet land with a thump on the rug covering the entire floor. 

He lands. Someone's snoring behind him. Yato turned around, expecting it to be Yukine- and it's Naruto, stretched out on his own couch with a green blanket pulled over himself and a kunai held close to his chest. 

Well. That is definitely not hazardous. 

Yato has done this enough times though. So instead of approaching the kid like an idiot would, he grabs a book laying on the coffee table and throws it at Naruto's face before ducking back up the stairs before he gets stabbed in the head. 

A loud thunk. A startled yelp. And a dozen knives fly in the direction Yato was just standing and hit the wall when they don't catch a person. And they stick. Yay. 

"What the fuck, Yato?!!" Naruto is screaming. "The hell was that for!??"

Another loud thump, what sounds like an angry cat and a drowned rat, and Yato peeks around the stairs. Naruto was thrashing on the ground in a heap of blankets and limbs as he desperately tried to find his feet and cut Yato's throat, and his knives are lying on the ground, dangerously close to his head. 

Okay. Definitely hazardous. 

Yato flashes to his side in an instant and swipes the knives away before they can poke Naruto's eyes out- and he's done that once already, Yato does not want to deal with that again -and he jumps over the blonde's rushed attempt to grab his legs and pull him down.  

He smirks at the blue slits glaring at him from beneath green folds and grins triumphantly when Naruto pulls himself out of the tangle and onto his knees, there he drags the smaller god onto his feet without any care. 

"Oi, watch it.", Naruto growled threateningly. 

Yato pouts. "Aww, but you're always so grouchy in the morning. I thought it'd be fun to mess with ya."

Naruto tries to cuff him on the head, Yato dodges, and promptly falls onto his ass when something cracks loudly under his feet and makes him jump. 

Naruto cackles victoriously. Looking next to his foot, Yato realized Naruto had somehow managed to booby-trap his own floor while he was writhing on the ground. There's half a dozen of those snappers scattered in front of the couch. 

"Damn fox." Yato hissed. 

"Stupid cat." Naruto shot back. 

They don't get the chance to enter another of their famous glari- staring contests when an even smaller blonde stumbles down the stairs and glares at them with the kind of eyes only a teenager can make; annoyed and confused at the same time. 

"What are you two doing?", Yukine asked. He looks less threatening though, with the yellow sweater he's wearing that is clearly too big for him and the fuzzy socks on his feet. 

Naruto jerked his thumb at Yato, "Ask this jerk."

"Hey! It was the only way to wake you up without getting impaled!", is Yato's defense.

"Impaled?", Yukine asks, bewildered.

The rest of the morning is spent bickering and arguing, with Yato and Naruto snapping at each other and narrowly avoiding damaging the kitchen as they made themselves breakfast. Yato took it upon himself to make his and Yukine's breakfast, a healthy one, while Naruto put ramen on the stove. 

"Seriously?" Yato stared at Naruto disbelievingly, "Your breakfast is ramen?"

Naruto crossed his arms defensively, "What? Somethin' wrong with it, 'ttebayo?"

"You could at least do that when Yukine isn't around! You're gonna teach him bad habits like this!"

"I'm pretty sure your the bad the influence here.", Yukine said helpfully, slouching against the table.

"Hey!", Yato flicked his spatula threateningly, "Be glad this idiot ain't your master! The only thing he'd be serving you is ramen and beans! Beans!"

Yukine smirked, "Well, at least he has a hou- "

"Ramens done!" Naruto interrupted. He bumped Yato in the shoulder and stared down at the stove smugly. "Hey, Yato, I think your 'breakfast' is burning."

"Gah!"