Wish ~Yato x Reader AU~

Chapter 10: Bathed in the Moon

"I'll see you Monday, Y/N!" Hiyori calls, waving farewell.

"See ya then," I reply, giving my own wave.

She flashes me one more friendly smile and we part ways, her for her dorm at KU and me for my apartment above Seven, the both of us leaving the karaoke bar. To be honest, though it may not have seemed like it, I really did enjoy myself. To be surrounded by that many people and swaddled in pulsing music was exactly what I needed to get me through another week in this tiny village. Now I can be recharged and ready for work on Monday. Hopefully, anyway.

A cool breeze blows, running its fingers through my h/c (your hair color) locks, causing a shiver to run the length of my spine. I shove my hands into my pockets and pick up my pace in response, ignoring the chills. Truthfully, though it is nippy, it wouldn't be too bad if the sun were still out. However, that is not the case. The sun had set a few hours ago, allowing for the night hours to claim my surroundings. Shadows blanket over all that I see with only a few lampposts to break them, though the luminance's sources are few and far in between. Maybe it's because of what Mr. Sui told me; that Nora is a safe place with a low crime rate. Perhaps that's why the darkness outweighs the light. Still, it does not frighten me, and I am not on edge, so I just continue on my way.

My eyes wander up to the twilight welkin. It is a clear and starry night, with a full view of the waning gibbous moon, which is casting its pale gleams down. The milky light helps to chase some of the shadows away, making my walk a tad easier, though it is still nothing compared to the sun. Regardless, it is a beautiful night. It is a beautiful night and I am in a great mood. And my good mood only improves when I hear the waves rolling up onto the shore, grasping my attention.

To my left is the ocean, her vast majesty illuminated by the moon as her waves dance back and forth before reaching the sandy beach. The dim light reflecting in the salty water almost mirrors how the stars hang in the night sky, both glimmering like jewels. There's not a single cloud interfering with my view, allowing me to see it all. As much as I love Tokyo, there's no way I'd get to see such an organic sight like this there. There's too much light pollution in the city to witness something as raw as this.

Another breeze rolls in off the coast, its cool kiss nipping at my nose. Seven is right in my sight, but instead of retreating to its warmth, I jog across the street to the beach, wanting to get a closer look at the horizon. The sand slightly sinks beneath my weight, shifting with each step I take though I don't mind it. I observe where the water reaches and stop at its border. It's so peaceful. The way the water washes against the land, splashing against the rocks. It sounds like what I imagine paradise to be like.

I don't know why, but I'm drawn to this...to the ocean. I've always been. Something about the way the water dances to the sound of its own music and how clean the air smells has always helped to clear my mind. Always. I can't explain it, not even if I wanted to, but that's just how it is. But I can only assume that plenty of people feel this way.

With my hands still crammed in my pockets, I close my eyes as the corners of my lips pull up. Another burst of wind envelope me just then, blowing my hair back. I don't notice it at first, but this gust doesn't feel cold. Not even in the slightest. It feels warm and inviting...in the middle of November. But how? How can it feel this good out right now when mere moments ago I was working to shield myself? It makes no sense.

Driven by my curiosity, I open my eyes. Nothing has changed. The moon is still strung up in the sky, surrounded by the dazzling stars. The ocean is still swaying back and forth, the faint light of the moon still casting her gleam over it. The beach is still empty, not another soul occupying it aside from me. All is calm and as it was. All with the exception of the gale. It is still warm and soothing, baffling me.

This feels too nice to be normal. I think, allowing my eyes to drift. I scan the beach beyond what I've already seen when I notice a group of rocks. They're large stones all piled on top of one another. However, it's not the rocks that keep my interest for long.

Standing on top of the cluster of enormous stones is a person. I can't see their detailed features, but thanks to what faint light there is, I can tell they are a male and that he's staring at the ocean. He's just staring, his concentration focused on the waves rolling in on the shore, which piques my interest. He's like me. He's entranced by the view just as much as I had been. Maybe he even finds peace in it all. Maybe?

I turn so that I am looking at his unaware frame directly, narrowing my eyes as I try to catch a better look at him. Tall. He's tall and slender. And his hair...it looks like its messy and unkept, or it's the wind running her fingers through it only causing it to appear that way. Tall with sloppy hair and...young. It's hard to see, but I can tell he's young. The pale light allows me to see that he has smooth features that are not touched by the hands of time. But that's all I can really piece together. Anything else is out of my reach.

Just then, as I'm staring at this feature, I hear a voice on the other side of the rocks whisper, "Hey! Are you coming?"

It slightly spooks me, but I manage to remain calm, still observing.

The male on top of the rocks lets out a haggard sigh and replies, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm comin'. Don't get your panties in a bunch, kid."

At that, he turns toward where the voice had come from and seemingly leaped down. Not climb down but jump down to the sandy ground below. And with that, I can hear their footsteps grow further and further away in the opposite direction from me, once again leaving me in my utter lonesome. I just stand and stare at where the stranger had stood, wondering why he had been up there. Surely, he had a reason, right? Then again, people don't need excuses to gaze out over the ocean.

I let out a tired sigh of my own and prepare to leave when another breeze blows.

It's cool.

**Ello my sweet lovelies! Oh, mystery, mystery. Maybe...maybe not. Any guesses as to who our beach strangers were? Feel free to guess! Anyway, thank you so, so, SOOO much for reading! Your guys' support means so much to me! Stay awesome! Wuv yous!! <3**

-Noel Ross