"Your wish has been heard" - (Fem!Reader x Yato)

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❝C'mon [Y/N], We're gonna be late!❞ My friend, [F/N] called out to me. The sound of feet hitting the pavement below us as we ran as fast as our legs could carry us. Soon, running through the gates and stopping once inside, we tried to catch our breath. We had just made it as they closed and locked the front gate to the school yard. Preventing any late students from entering the building.

❝Whew..we made it.❞ I said with a grin in between shortened breaths. In which she replied to with a smile and a nod. We soon regained our composure and began to head to class. Once there, we took our seats. [F/N] sat directly in front of where I sat. Of course, this was by her own choosing back from the beginning of the first semester. It was currently the last semester. We were finally going to be graduating this year. I couldn't wait!

My dream was to go on to culinary school and open my own bakery. I'd raise enough money to move out of my father's house and make a life of my own, which wouldn't seem that different anyways since father was never really home. He was always out sleeping around with random women he'd meet at a bar or something...

❝Hey, did you hear about that god?❞ [F/N] asked me. Snapping me from my daydreams.

 ❝Which one..?❞ I asked with a curious tilt of my head.

❝He's like, new or something! He's a god that grants any wish for just 5 yen!❞ She grinned like an idiot. [F/N] was always such a cheapskate when it came to using her own money. So hearing something like this must be like striking diamonds in a coal mine to her, ❝They call him "Yato", or something like that.❞ She gushed, still lingering on the thought of the cheap price.

❝Yato..? Such a plain name for a god, dont'cha think?❞ I sighed as I rested my chin in the palm of my hand.

❝Yeah, but for only 5 yen!? He could be called Bartholomew and I'd still pray to him!❞ She shot me a toothy grin as I replied with small mocking grin and a roll of my eyes. Soon, the bell rang and class began as the teacher took his place in front of the chalk board and began writing notes and today's lesson on the smooth, slate surface; instructing the students to get out their notes and textbooks.

After class, [F/N] and I both walked home together. Talking about things that weren't really of much importance. Though, that same topic seemed to pop outta nowhere despite me trying to avoid such a ridiculous tale.

❝C'mon, you gotta try it at least once!❞ She whined as she shoved me playfully as I easily kept my balance and just chuckled at her stubborn nature.

❝Even if I were to try it, what the heck am I supposed to even wish for?❞ I sighed as I shoved my hands into my pockets.

❝Dunno..❞ She paused before a smirk crept over her lips, ❝Hey, maybe you could try wishing for an actual boyfriend!❞ She laughed as she poked fun at me. I had never really considered wasting my time on something like relationships. They never really interested me. All I was concerned with was finishing my final year of high school and pursuing my dreams of being a master baker.

Soon, we reached [F/N]'s house as we exchanged farewells. I watched as she walked up to her house, making sure she made it in safely before taking my leave in the direction of my house - which was a few blocks away. By this time, it was already almost dark, just a hint of sunlight tinting the sky a dark purple-ish pink.

 I was about half way home when I had this..feeling. A feeling that I was being watched. Turning my head just barely to ensure I didn't seem suspicious, I managed to glance behind me just enough to barely make out 3 tall figures lingering behind me by a few feet. Taking a deep breath to keep calm, I began picking up my pace.

So did the figures.

I soon broke into a run, in which the pursuers did as well. Soon, a voice could be heard laughing as he instructed the others to catch whom I could only assume to be me. His voice was deep and hoarse. It frightened me a good bit as I ran with all my might. The sound of feet hitting the pavement close behind me as they slowly began to catch up with me.