The First Human Chapter 2: What Is This Thing Anyway?

Damn that Yato. Hiyori thought with a twinge of annoyance as she gracefully leapt from rooftop to rooftop putting as much distance between herself and that perverted god as was comfortable.

She stopped and turned around to evaluate how far she'd come. Satisfied she smiled to herself and sat down on whatever rooftop she happened to be on.

It was windy and brisk. The cold breeze bit at her cheeks staining them a rosy pink.

Should have worn a scarf. She shivered a bit, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Although it was a bit nippy out she enjoyed it from time to time. It reminded her of how human she was. Well, how human she was half the time anyway. She glanced at the tail sitting next to her. It gave a slight twitch in response. She grabbed it and brought it to her face to examine it. She had never really cared enough to look at it.

What is this thing anyway? Why am I like this? She thought back to the first time she experienced her out of body episode. These questions haven't touched the forefront of her mind in a long while.

As she held the tail in her hand she felt a tugging sensation in her gut. It was faint yet very apparent. She had never really noticed before. This sick feeling, this worry for her own life. She was now very physically aware that it could end suddenly.

If your cord gets cut you'll die. Yato's words rang in her head as if he'd just whispered them in her ears.

She shivered again, but not from the cold wind this time. She clutched her tail protectively.

Will Yato ever fix me? Hiyori looked off into the distance. This question was important, but in this instance there was another question burning inside of her.

Do I want Yato to fix me? She bit her lip in contemplation.

She thought of everything she has been through with Yato and Yukine up til now. She has been with them for awhile now and saving that god's life had become second nature to her. Taking care of Yukine, helping him with his homework, also second nature. What could she possibly go back to once she was living a normal life again?

Nothing.

The thought came too soon, but she couldn't sit there and lie to herself. She couldn't consider anything else. She really didn't want anything else.

Most importantly, she did not want to forget, and wasn't this the only way to make sure that did not happen?

With these last trails of thought she stood up and began her journey back to Kofuku's. She shivered again. She could really use some ramen right about now, and maybe a scarf.