For Eternity

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Hiyori Iki x Dark Yatogami.

A/N: Looking for a Dark Yato? You've come to the right place.

"Hiyori," Yato said, his sharp, light-blue eyes shining in the darkness.

Once Hiyori heard him, she woke up, still half asleep; she lit the lampshade, and looked at him. He was sitting at the bed, looking at her. "What are you doing here?" She said, and looked at the digital clock. "It's still not dawn yet," It was just three in the morning, and it's unusual for him to visit without Yukine.

She sat up, and rubbed her eyes, since the god of calamity was not responding. "Yato?"

He looked at her intently, which made her blush. Even if she's in her human form, she could smell his scent, she couldn't describe it, but it was very intoxicating and addicting, making her want to sniff him all day long.

"Wh-what is it?" She said, when she snapped back from her thoughts.

Without any words, he embraced her tightly, as if it would be the last time he would. She jolted, as she felt his breath in her neck. "Y-Yato!" she said, and struggled from his embrace.

"Hiyori . . . Hiyori . . ." His voice was very silent, as she felt him sniffing her scent. Her heart accelerated. "What are you doing—stop it—Yato!" She said, trying to pull away.

"Do you hate me that much?" Yato said,

"No—"

"Then, if you don't, embrace me." He said, his warm breath was tickling her.

She stopped struggling, as she bit her lower lip. She could've kicked him out, or used her Jungle Savate into him, but Yato sounded so sad, and he looked sad, too. "Yato—did you eat something strange—"

"No," He said, as he separated from the embrace. His head looking downwards, not meeting her eyes. "I just . . . dreamt of something bad, about you, Hiyori." He said.

"A BAD PROPHECY?!" She said, "MY DEATH? BAD LUCK? WHAT?" She said, almost hysterically.

"Most likely," He said.

How bad could it be that he is also saddened too? She asked herself.

"You . . ." He said, "Marrying a man,"

"And that man dies? OH PLEASE. It means that I'll be alone forever—"

"No."

"Then . . . he'll have an affair? Or maybe, I'm the affair?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"It just that . . ." His lips formed into a thin line. "That man isn't me." He said, as their eyes met. His eyes was blank, there was no hint of emotion.

"And so . . .?" She said, confused. "Eventually—after I graduate or when I get a job, Obviously, I wouldn't be single forever." She said, and laughed. The room filled with utter silence after. Hiyori expected him to joke with her, but no such thing came. She looked at him, his beautiful light-blue eyes darkening.

"Yato?" Hiyori said. "Oh, I get it. Don't be lonely. When I'll have kids, I would make them remember you. I won't forget you 'til the day I die." She said, and smiled, but Yato didn't.

"What's wrong? Yato, I won't forget you, ever. I swear. We'd be together, forever." She said, and the god's eye brightens, but there was a glint of darkness there . . . or maybe, she's just imagining things.

"Forever?" He asked, but then, he smiled, but something about his smile doesn't seem right. "No . . . that's wrong," He said, as he leaned closer, and caressed her face.

"For eternity,"