Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Noragami world created by Adachitoki. I do not own any of these characters.
This story takes place after the second season of Noragami so if you have NOT watched it, there will be spoilers.
"Sekki!" Yukine felt the energy shift within him as he transformed into his master's weapons—a pair of long blades wrapped in bandages. Since Yukine's transformation into a blessed vessel, the bond between the god and Regalia had deepened. They could both feel it—there was a trust that hadn't been present before. Yukine's blade edges were sharper than ever and cut the phantoms that opposed them now easily.
Yato spoke the holy words of purification and could feel them emanating off Yukine in powerful waves. Yato allowed those waves to crash down onto their enemies. Yato smirked as more than a dozen phantoms were cut down in seconds with a blinding series of strikes.
"REND!"
Every phantom exploded in a burst of light, their darkness permanently expelled from the land.
"Yukine." Yato spoke his Regalia's name and Yukine returned to his human form, stretching out his shoulder in a series of circles. Since his transformation, he felt stronger than ever but the phantom numbers had been increasing lately and neither Yato nor Yukine had gotten much of a break.
"Wow! Well done my lovely Regalia!" Yato tackled Yukine, rubbing cheeks with the annoyed teen. Yato laughed happily and Yukine couldn't help but smile for a second. He knew the burden the gods carried were great, but Yato never showed it. He always stayed overly positive and worked harder than anyone Yukine had ever known.
Yato hummed as he skipped back to the tiny plot of land that had been given to him for the itty bitty little shrine Hiyori had built him. Yukine followed slowly behind, contemplating his battle with the phantoms just now. It was something that Kazuma had taught him to do so that Yukine could always be growing and getting better.
By the time Yukine caught up with Yato, the god was huddled over the shrine. Yukine shook his head-Yato could be such a child sometimes-But as the boy approached, he noticed something wasn't right. Yato's shoulders were shaking. He ran up to the god and that's when he saw it.
The little shrine had been smashed to bits by the battle that had taken place. Yato's face was hidden but Yukine could see the little droplets hit the ground below his face.