As fate would have it.

Shattered

possible Manga spoilers up until chapter 54

Hiyori and Yukine had trouble to carry the half unconscious Yato upstairs and back into the flat. He had passed out after the whole chaos and now it was up to the other two to get him inside, so Hiyori could start to treat his wounds.

They lay him down on the couch and he let out a painful groan when they dropped him in a much more uncomfortable way than planned.

"Sorry Yato!", Hiyori apologized quickly, "Just hold on for a second, I need to call Kofuku and ask if they can bring Tsuki back home."

Yato managed to nod and Hiyori started to look for her bag in which she had left her mobile.

While Hiyori called Kofuku, Yukine went further inside the living room. Everything was a mess.

The broken plant pot was laying in the middle of the room, soil covering the floor. Broken glass from the window was laying around everywhere and the furniture was mostly knocked over. Only the couch was still where it was before.

Under a few shards, Yukine could make out something pink shimmering in the brown soil.

"Daikoku is going to bring Tsuki back home. Shouldn't take long", Hiyori informed the others, "Alright then. Let's see what I can do about those wounds."

She went over and sat down on the edge of the couch, brushing aside Yato's hair to have a better view at the countless bruises and open wounds.

Yato groaned once again while Hiyori started to wipe away the blood.

"I'm so sorry but I need to clean it before I can bandage anything or it'll get worse", she apologized.

"Don't worry. I've been through worse than that. I'll be just fine", Yato tried to get back to his usual goofy self.

"Okay, everything is cleaned. Do you think you can manage to take off your shirt? I'm sure you got at least one broken rib", she asked, still sounding worried despite Yato's efforts to play his condition down.

Taking off his shirt turned out to be something that the god was not capable of on his own. When he tried to sit up he cried out, feeling a sharp pain in his upper body.

"Wait, let me help you!", Hiyori said and started to help him.

When she had removed the clothing and looked at him again, she started to blush a little. She had seen countless of man shirtless during her time at the hospital, working as a doctor, but seeing Yato without a shirt still managed to make her thoughts run wild.

As she did her best to bandage Yato's wounds and bruises, Yukine had picked up the strand of hair that managed to make his master tremble in fear.

He had a lot of questions and he was angry.

"Yato. Who is that Sakura your father was talking about?", he asked, standing right next to the blue eyed god, holding out the hair.

Yato's eyes widened before he turned to face the back part of the couch, "T-This got nothing to do with you! Just forget about it."

"Nothing to do with me huh? That's exactly what you said earlier as well. You didn't even think about using me for a second back there did you? You never tell us something about yourself on your own. How am I supposed to trust you when you don't even trust me enough to tell me about yourself? If you already think I'm too week to fight against Nora than at least tell me about this Sakura! Who is she?", Yukine yelled.