How To Create A Demigod (Yatori fanfic)

Time

(A/N: You know I had to do it to 'em...)

The shrine was generally quiet, but today was different. Vastly different.

I was up and around that morning, coming back from the store with my mother, when I realized that the house was empty besides the two of us. I looked into every room hoping to find somebody, but I couldn't.

I wandered into each bedroom slowly and calmly at first, but once I saw how each bed was made nicely and neatly, even my own, I was starting to doubt almost everything entirely.

My mother had assisted me with filing away all the groceries in the kitchen and pantry. I then relaxed back onto the couch after the chores for the day were done.

"Are you excited?"

"What?" I asked slowly emerging from my recent trance.

"You're nearly eight months in. Soon you'll become a mother too. You're excited right?"

"Oh, yeah. I am," I giggled.

My mother sat down beside me on the couch and looked like she was observing me.

"Honey, you seem stressed." she calmly stated.

I felt anger boil inside of me. I took a deep breath and removed the hormonal changes affecting my mood. I wouldn't let something like this get to me... right?

Instead, I tried to shake her off my trail. "I'm not stressed," I said.

Mom tilts her head at me.

"Honestly Hiyori, you are terrible at lying to me."

I perked up as she pulled herself off the furniture.

She ran her hand through her hair; gently brushing the hair from her eyes. We eventually locked our gaze on each other.

Her stern yet calm expression softened when she glanced at the marble counter adorning the top of the fireplace. Her faded hazel eyes melted into happiness and joy.

I suddenly knew what she was looking at. Pictures in different frames frozen behind a wall of glass that captured the moments forever. Multiple memories flooded back to me. There were so many. I hadn't realized she was stuck on the blissful moments of the past.

She was happy. For me.

Her eyes overlooked every memory on that shelf.

Within that grey-blue marbled shelf held several occasions. Sweeping my eyes briefly over the framed photos, three of them catch my eyes significantly.

One, a picture taken years ago of Yato, Yukine, reincarnated Ebisu, and myself at the amusement park. It stands a little longer than the others due to its size to fit all of us in. We all looked so happy. So carefree. And smiling again.

Two, a picture of my wedding. The snow white dress with gold accents across the bottom that I wore so nervously and proudly on that day. Yato's matching tuxedo with a few hints of blue mixed in fit so perfectly together. I look at my hair and I smile at all the white carnations weaved within the braid that tied into the bun. There was gold and white confetti all over the stairs in that picture. Flower petals rained down from the buckets suspended above the curtains. I remember all of it. The cheering, the ceremony, the cake cutting, the gifts, the dinner- every moment replays in my head like it just happened.

It's enough to form tears in my wide eyes.

And finally, three, the most recent event. The first ultrasound when we realized I was carrying twins. Twin demigods. I smile again and feel every bit of tension and stress disappear simultaneously. I'm able to think clearly again because I see the bigger picture. Every petty thing I've done recently, every troubling thought, none of it matters anymore.