There was something utterly odd in the air lately, you could feel it all around, but you've got used to it since you had those feelings since you go transfered here back from Europe a couple of years ago to Japan, you were a Gaijin back then, now you didn't feel the uprooting but…back then was quite hard.

This story starts with a friendship, a very dear, long term friendship with Hiyori Iki.

Since you were transfered things were pretty hard, you weren't fluent in japanese, your parents were quite absorving with you since they felt ansious towards letting you off in this new land full of opportunities but yet so full of new dangers, unknown to them.

Ahh, but you still remember when you met Hiyori, back in elementary school, both of you kinda were outcasts…

If you were to told about her to a stranger you would say something like this:

Hiyori Iki, was amazingly skilled at sports, and had this…huge…literally huge love for MMA, ohh, but her parents! Her parents were sickly conservative and wouldn't let her pursue her dream to practice. They say that strong friendships come from shattered dreams we need other people,to as much as we hate to admit it, as much as we hate society, as much as it makes us suffer loss, it makes us resign our freedom, it makes us neurotic, we need it. And there's nothing more marvelous than a helping hand in a rough world, such comforting feeling. We need to experiment pain to know what is pleasure…we need loneliness and darkness to know a friend…Anyway, as your mind went by you remember the key of issue…Hiyori wasn't allowed, despite her skills, to practice MMA or to pursue a career there…

You still remember when she told you about it.

-FLASHBACK-

As in a first day of school in a new country in which you didn´t have exactly the best skills this was kinda frightening, yet a girl approached you when the bell rang.

"Are you lost? Hiyori Iki, ready to help! Nice to meet you"

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, nice to meet you too. I was, or not…you see, im new, a transfered student and my japanese isn`t exactly the best, Im hoping to improove"

"Oh! Im sorry to hear that, dont worry about it, you can sit with me and if you need anything ask…" She seemed to be Deep in though for a moment.

"Must be hard, right?"

"What do you mean? Or what did you choose of all of the above" you said that hoping she would get the joke.

"Feeling so far away from home, and your Friends, that must be tough, I gues we are different from what you are used to"

"Sometimes I feel my mind flow away, into the past or future…I guess that is a signal that my present is not the brightest, but Im hoping to improve it, after all we are all outsiders at some point, right?"

"Yes…" Hiyori answered but seemed still far away…but now the closeness was cut by other thing, you could read it in her face, no matter the idiomatic barrier...

"I mean, I've never told anybody about this…I don't know, but, ok, I tell you. I want to be a wrestler, but whenever my parents find me doing "unfemenine" stuff they….lose their mind, and…I love them so much, want to be a perfect daughter but…I can't even watch a match without feeling worried"

You studied her face as once you studied those books on your desk about anthropological history, those stuff seemed to have all inscripted in them, the problems…the solution, the changes that were necessary in politics, economics, ideology, faith, religion. But it took so much time, so many generations would still suffer…And when you face it is different, is always different.

"Hiyori Iki, It is important for you to keep a good relationship with your parents, but is also important to be able to explore the paths of live as you please, we could find a solution that pleases both…at least until you makeup your mind…"

She looked at you with this look in her face...she had "you are crazy" all over her whitened face.

Was funny, though.

And so, since then, you helped her find that path in which her parents wouldn`t know…till she confronted them with the truth. Until then, you would help her to be able to train.

End of flashback

But now something about her was wrong…she would constantly fall asleep in class, made weird investments, took various gifts, seemed exhausted but yet happy. You were worried.

-Katya!

- Hiyori- You greeted with a smile.

-…Please, wait when I call you-He said puffing air in and out -… I had to run to catch you up!

-..It's good for your training, I guess- You joked

-…You are so mean sometimes! You could train with me sometime.

-..Hiyori, sweety im awful, I wouldnt be able to throw a punch for my life. Im weak. And that is the way im gonna die.

You weren exactly the strong type, you had a small frame, your weight wasn't high. You tried, it wasnt like it wasnt a tasteful activity, but you sucked in it. You sucked at fighting, yet you were wuite a skilled dancer, years of years of training gave you quite a enviable elasticity and sense of rythm, that along with the study of physics and history of folklore made you quite an amazing student in that.

-It is because you lack of will! Let me train you, you son will be able!

You smiled at her attemp, as you crossed quite an old bridge of Wood over a shiny lake, carps would come out from time to time to greet….and eat. Of course, they would leave as son as they registered that neither you or Hiyori would feed them.

As you breath in the soft scent of grass and cherry blossom you felt at peace, there…with your friend and nature. Ah, youth, these are the days you will remember and smile as you get older…You think.

-…If you had the same will as for Reading those books of yours you would be amazing in no time! And besides you are a hypocrite, Katya. You were the one who told me to follow what I wanted, and now you say you won`t do the same out of weakness!

-…You win, Hiyori-sensei you dragged the last Word in a mockery tone leaning in like a cat.

-..Stop it …Catya. Sometimes you are really feline!

-..Can't help nature…Nah, im just bluffing, you are right…Hey…Hiyori, what's wrong with you lately?

-…

-..You are always sleep, we don't see each other that much, your grades are lower…Is there anything you want to tell me? Have yo got Narcolepsia?

-…

- What?! No…! What is even th…No! Nothing of that. Yet she seemed uneasy lately…like she had a secret.

-…Do you have a boyfriend? Is he being violent?

-….KATYA, STOP IT WITH YOUR THEORIES FOR ONCE. NO.

-…Then? Im your friend…you can trust me, you should know by now.

She looked by her side pretending to be interested in something else.

-…You are right, but…you will think Im…crazy, cause there is no way I can proove it.

"She can´t see Yato…or Yukine…or my soul slipping out my body…"

-..Do you trust me, Hiyori? Yes or No? You are not obliged to…

-…N-no, I tell you! And more important, I will try to show you! But you've got to give me time. Promise?

-…Promise.

So, that would be the first chapter guys! Im sorry, im new in this universo and I always had this urge to public some but never got to it, and decided that my debut would be Noragami! Hope you like it and I would like to ask you a question. Do you want me to change pov as it was "I" instead of "You", would you like omniscient narrator, would you like to change the pov from time to time?

See you and if you want be cruel! We dont grow as writers out of sweet talking, constructive critique is welcomed!

See you in chapter two!

So glad that this is my first! Bye!