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"Iki-san, please go out with me!"

After hearing that, Hiyori was left at a loss for words. Not like she didn't know the reason behind this classmate confessing to her, though.

Yato.

The stupid jersey God – her boyfriend – had possessed her body a few days back and made her the high school queen.

She'd been dating Yato for a little over month now.

"E-eh?..." Hiyori squeaked out. She felt a little sorry for the boy, who was standing there bowing at her and waiting a response. "I-I" I have a boyfriend.

"I know that you don't know me, but I am willing to give up my time for you!" he exclaimed, sweating nervously.

"W-well. You, see..." Why couldn't she just tell him that she was taken? She surely didn't want to hurt this innocent-looking boy's feelings.

"She has a boyfriend," said a third voice.

Hiyori and the boy turned to see a young adult leaning against a tree.

"A homeless guy?" murmured the boy, straightening his back.

"I am not homeless!" yelled Yato.

"I think he's lost," Hiyori told the boy, pretending not to know him.

"Hiyori...!" Yato whined, giving her his puppy eyes.

Hiyori sighed, folding her arms. "Do you stalk me when I'm at school?"

"Well, if I didn't, then you would get stolen away."

The boy exchanged looks between Hiyori and Yato, trying to put the clues together. "Wait, so you know this guy, Iki-san?"

Hiyori, her face trying to hide embarrassment from Yato's words, rapidly turned to face him. She had forgotten that the boy was there and was a bit surprised when she heard a voice talk. "I do..."

"I'm her bo-y-friend," Yato answered the yet to be asked question as to who he was.

"B-b-boyfriend?!" The boy took a few steps back. "You and him?!"

"Y-yes..." Hiyori couldn't look at him in the eyes, so she averted her sight.

Even though she'd been dating Yato for a full five weeks, hearing him say things like "she's mine" or "no one can have her" still made her feel uncomfortable.

"But aren't you like, a hobo?"

"I told you I'm not homeless!" Yato assured, feeling offended.

"But your scarf is literally torn," the boy attacked back, sounding monotonic

"It adds to my st – believe whatever you want!" he finally said, giving up on his explanation. "C'mon, Hiyori! Let's go home," he told her, stretching out his hand and waiting for her to take it.

Hiyori nodded, keeping her gaze towards the ground. She walked forward and took Yato's hand without looking up.

"I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend," she answered the boy without looking at him.

"N-no. I understand..." the boy scratched the back of his head and turned around, walking away. He looked disappointed.

Yato watched the boy's back as it gradually shrunk in size.

"Third one this week, right?" he asked Hiyori after the boy was completely out of sight.

"Even though I've already been confessed to twice before, I still can't find a way to reject them. I'm really not good with this kind of stuff."

"That's why I'm here to help you~" Yato told her, starting to walk.

They had been behind the school building – a popular sight for confessions.

"I wouldn't call that helping. I can manage on my own, anyways..." she answered, following Yato's lead.

"Third time this week, isn't it? To me, it looks like you need help," Yato teased, remembering the first guy that had asked her out. If it wasn't for Hiyori stopping Yato, he would've killed the guy.

"Let's not forget about how you almost murdered someone a few days ago," Hiyori said, "and the worst part is that they forget you, so they think that it was me who reacted that way."

"Oops," Yato answered with no regret in his tone.

Hiyori rolled her eyes playfully. She didn't want Yato overreacting, but she also kind of enjoyed seeing him get jealous.

When they reached Hiyori's house, they both took off their shoes and walked upstairs into Hiyori's room.

Yato still didn't feel comfortable holding Hiyori's hand in the house. He was okay with hugging her and kissing her in her room, but doing it anywhere in the house felt... wrong. He worried a lot about Hiyori's parents seeing him, so he didn't risk it.

"I have homework!" Hiyori said, shooing Yato away, "We can hang out later, but right now I have to work on this project."

"C'mon, Hiiiiiyooooriiii," Yato begged. He didn't want to hang out later, he wanted to hang out now. "Just give me thirty minutes!"

"This is worth one fourth of my grade. If I don't concentrate, I'll do a bad job," she explained, trying to get him to go away.

"If you don't want to hang out, just let me stay here! I promise I won't bother you," Yato insisted.

Hiyori gave him a sigh. "Promise you won't bother me?"

Yato nodded. One could swear that he had sparkled in his eyes.

Hiyori made her way to her desk and sat down while Yato plopped himself onto her bed, watching her do her work.

Hiyori worked on her project for about thirty minutes before she heard the springs of her bed sounding. She instinctively turned to see what was making the nose.

"What are you doing?" she asked Yato, who was impatiently bouncing his body up and down the bed.

"You should take a break," he told her.

Hiyori looked at her watch, noticing that she'd been working for a while. "I guess I can take five," she complied, putting her pen down.

"Do you know how much I love you?" Yato suddenly blurted out.

Hiyori, frozen on the spot, widened her eyes in surprise. What was with the sudden confession? She kind of just stared at him for a few seconds, her mind blank. She wasn't embarrassed, either. In a situation like this, she'd usually be burning up.

"W-w-what's this... all of a sudden...?" It wasn't until she spoke that she noticed how fast her heart was beating – how nervous she was.

"I just thought that I would let you know... I want you to know," he answered vaguely.

Hiyori shifted her mouth into a gentle smile.

"Idiot," she said, "Of course I know."

Yato smiled back at her, standing up from her bed and walking towards her.

"But do you know," Hiyori told him as he approached her, "how much I love you?" she asked without thinking. She didn't have to think. It wasn't her brain talking, but her heart.

"Refresh my memory," he told her as soon as he'd reached to where she was sitting, smirking deviously at her.

Yato bent his upper body to match Hiyori's sitting height. Hiyori rested her arms around his shoulders, biting her lip nervously.

Yato gently placed one of his hands on her chin and made sure that she wouldn't look away.

Hiyori almost regretted saying what she had, but at the same time she didn't. Yes, it was embarrassing, but it was enjoyable.

Yato slowly closed the gap between them, firmly but softly holding Hiyori's chin.

Hiyori slowly closed her eyes, feeling as Yato's lips touched her own. The warmth of his lips reached her whole body.

Yato continued to give her quick kisses. They weren't exactly pecks, as they lasted more than a few seconds.

Both their hearts raced while kissing. They raced at such a similar speed that one could have assumed that the beating was of a single heart.

Their lips grew farther apart as Yato pulled away, tangling his finger in Hiyori's hair.

Hiyori caught sight of a clock over Yato's shoulder.

"IT'S BEEN TWENTY MINUTES!" she exclaimed, dropping her arms from Yato's shoulders.

Yato untangled his finger and grinned, looking satisfied.

"Maybe next time you'll make time for me," he said.

"OUT!" she literally picked him up and tossed him out of her room.

Yato laughed as he landed in the hallway. His girlfriend was too easy to tease.


Sorry for the late update! I've been busy * bows head apologetically *

On a side note, as always, thanks again for the support! :) You guys rock!

~Pinelle