There he was: walking around at night. Alone. In public. Yet, he's fine and safe.
How? Why?
Because no one can see him. He's long dead. Nothing can kill him. He was already killed.
He's terrified of the dark. Even if he and Yato defeated many Phantoms that night, it doesn't mean there isn't a chance that one could show up. As long as the monsters aren't too large, Yukine can still use his Borderlines.
Although, without Lord Rabu and Nora, there wasn't anything to worry about anymore. Except maybe getting lost.
Not that Yukine was lost. He knew exactly where Lord Tenjin's shrine was, but, to be honest, he felt pretty guilty sleeping there every night.
The place was already taken, but not by them.
Yukine looked down at his worn out sneakers and watched himself walk until his vision was blurred and darkened by his deep thoughts. He replayed the memories of everything that happened in his life - well, the one he could remember - and thought of pretty much everything he wanted.
The boy didn't know what exactly he really wanted. Of course, he desperately begged for a life and friends, but he accepted the fact that those were out of his reach. He also realized that all he needed was right next to him.
For one thing, a shrine would be great. More clothes is something else, considering Yato NEVER changed his jersey.
Yukine turned his face to his lemonade, still cold and delicious. Taking a long sip, Yukine added "a never-ending supply of soda" to his mental wishlist.
Before the cute blond knew it, thunder roared above him. The sky darkened when the storm clouds gathered around the bright moon. Now he had to start running.
The fear hit him. Nobody was there to keep him company. The dark couldn't be ignored now.
Sweat dripped from his forehead. His arms and legs shook, causing him to drop his drink. The rest of the lemonade spilled everywhere, forming a sticky puddle under the boy's sneakers.
Another roar of thunder echoed in the distance. Yukine - being his first instinct - started running. He didn't know where he was going, but it needed a roof and lights. If only Yato were there.
"Are you serious?!" Yukine cried, not paying attention to what was ahead. His eyes tightly closed, he tried to imagine himself somewhere else, but he couldn't forget the reality he was trapped in.
Without being able to see, Yukine slammed into something. Something squishy like flesh, and broad like a wrestler. The kind Hiyori likes so much.
He stumbled back a bit. When he recovered and opened his eyes, a familiar man stared down at him with shaded eyes. His face showed a mixture of confusion and anger.
When the man recognized the boy, he seemed less angry, and more surprised.
Yukine was out of breath, but he was definitely relieved to see Daikoku, Kofuku's Regalia.
"Nē, kodomo," his deep voice oddly comforted the boy.
Maybe he was glad to see someone he knew.
"You lost?"
"Īe,"Yukine simply answered. "I just-"
Before he could finish, a pink - haired girl poked her head out from behind the tall, tough man. She joyfully gasped and jumped in front of the Regalia to greet her friend.
"Little Yukki!" Kofuku stuck her face in his face. Her cheeks were as pink as the rest of her.
"What are you guys doing?" Yukine asked. It is quite unusual to see them out and about.
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Every God's Nightmare (A Noragami Fan Fiction)
FanfictionYato, Yukine and Hiyori didn't realize that Nora has plans of seeking revenge... (Plot line takes place after season 1. Mostly about Yatori.)