Chapter 3

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Once Yato got outside he looked at what he was dealing with, and oh my Yato it was big. It was a pink spider that had more then fifty eyes.
"What do you think made this phantom appear Yato." Yukine asks. Yato looks around to find a solution.
"Him." He says as he points to a little boy sitting down crying.
"Excuse me Yato but, well could i go and see what's up with the little boy." I ask.
"Sorry (Y/N) but we have to see how well you fight." Yato exclaims.
"Ok." I say a little saddened.

But what they didn't know was that the phantom had ran away while they had this little talk.
"Hey...Yato." Yukine says. "Where's the phantom gone."
"What!" Yato says looking around. "Revert Yuki , (Y/N)!" Yato shouts. Once he did this he fell to the floor and began to fake cry , "I only wanted to see (Y/N) in her weapon form and how strong she was~." Yato crys.
"Stop being a crybaby Yato." I say.
"I am not a crybaby." Yato says seriously.
"Are." Me and Yukine say in sync. We both look at each other and laugh while walking back into Hiyori's house leaving Yato on the street crying.

{Time Skip}

Right now we decide to watch a movie you know, to get rid of the thoughts of earlier on. We are going to watch Fifty Grades of Shade. Are we age appropriate...probably not...NEVERMIND! Im sitting next to yukine and yato then Hiyori on the end. But all i can remember is that i fell asleep half way through.

{Yukines P.O.V}

So yeah we're watching Fifty Shades of Grey. It was getting to the good part and (Y/N) fell asleep.  And guess what she slept on my lap...Yato gave me a glare.
"Sorry." I whisper. He shakes his head and mumbles, "Teenagers and there hormones."
"Yeah, ye- WHat." I say 'nearly' shouting. Towards the end of the movie i fall asleep and feel a blanket being put over me.

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