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Yato felt the sun's light shine onto his closed eyes. Squinting as he opened them, he found himself unable to move. Looking down he realized why; a cute brunette was snuggled up against his chest. Hiyori. For a little while, Yato watched her sleep, the small rise and fall of her chest, the way her nose scrunched up every now and then like she was dreaming, and the occasional sigh she let escape her lips. His cheeks began to flush and his heart started to beat faster. She slightly stirred, pulling him closer to her. Remembering why he came to Hiyori's house in the first place, a pang of guilt stung his body,

"I need to cut our ties," Yato berated himself for being weak, "She'll be happier without me,"

Inside his mind, he envisioned Hiyori as an older, more mature woman, maybe twenty-five or so. He thought about how successful she would be, how many guys were going to be falling for her and trying desperately to win her attention, but most of all, he thought of how beautiful she was going to be. Yato hated himself for being so selfish, but he couldn't help it,

"Other people get to be in love, why?" Yato slowly sat up, trying to not wake the snoozing girl next to him. Gently, he pulled her hands off of him, a little upset that he could no longer feel her touch, and slipped out of the bed. Hiyori mumbled something about losing the smell and rolled over, turning her back to Yato. Yato opened up the window and leaped onto the tree, careful to not make too much noise. Giving one last look back into the room, the saddened god jumped down and began the walk to Kofuku's house. The sun was barely peeking around the towering buildings, casting large shadows onto the sidewalk. At the third stop sign, a small shadow crept up next to him,

"Hello Nora," Yato said coolly without even looking at the short girl walking up to him

"Yato," her soft voice cooed

"How long have you been watching us?" he casually questioned

"I haven't been watching you, Yato, I've been watching her," a coy smile appeared on her blood red lips when she noticed Yato clench his fists

"And why is that?" Yato asked through gritted teeth

"She's changed you. And I don't like that. I also don't like that boy you seemed to have grown fond of,"

"You mean my regalia?"

"If you can call him that,"

"He is a way better one than you ever could be,"

"Oh Yato," her sweet voice echoed in his ears, "you and I both know that's not true," unable to take her vagueness any longer Yato spun on his heels to face Nora

"What do you-" before he could finish his sentence, he realized he was talking to air; there was no one next to him. She was gone. Maybe she wasn't even there at all. Was he going crazy? Shaking the image of her innocent looking face, short black hair, and lovely kimono out of his mind, he picked up his pace and nearly jogged all the way to Kofuku's.

"Yatty…?" a bubbly voice called, unable to speak from the jog, Yato merely shook his head and tried to catch his breath. Kofuku breathed a mixed sigh of relief and sadness, "You don't have to do it, there have been other gods who loved mortals," she approached him tentatively. Yato sat down on the grass in the front of the house, hunched over in confusion,

"It never ended well though,"

"But you're different from them, and Hiyori is nothing like other humans," Kofuku sat on the ground next to Yato. For a while they said nothing, nothing could be said. Secretly they both knew it had to be done. She was hoping this would be different. She loved Hiyori and only wanted the best for her. She got so excited for them because she knew Hiyori was different, but maybe different wasn't enough. The sun was high in the sky before the silence was broken, "How are you going to do it?" she gently whispered, looking down into her hands,

"I'm going to tell her, and explain why it must be done," wrapping his arms around his knees, he pulled them in closer to his body, "Is Yukine here? I figure he should get to say goodbye,"

"He's upstairs," Standing up, she kissed the top of Yato's head. Forcing herself to put on a big smile, she ran into the house calling in her usual high pitched voice for Yukine. After a few minutes and some arguing, the small blonde boy stumbles out of the house.

"Come on Yukine, let's go," Yato stood up and sulked off, hearing a slight sniffle behind him, "And when you cut her ties, please be careful,"

Back at Hiyori's house, Yato and Yukine silently sat in her room. Yato was pacing around the room, wondering how he was going to tell Hiyori. Yukine was wiping his eyes, but a never ending supply of tears kept flowing down his face. A door could be heard closing downstairs, causing Yato to panic, dive under the covers, and pull Yukine with him. Footsteps echoed through the house, and the bedroom door swung open.

"Hi Yato!" she cheerily called. She was able to smell him as soon as she got inside her house. The wonderful scent flowed all over her large home. She pulled back the covers and started to laugh, "You need to pick better hiding spots," she giggled

"Yeah… I'm terrible at that game," Yato let out a fake laugh and sat up

"You're here earlier than usual, did you not have a lot of jobs today?" Hiyori gently tossed her bag onto the floor and sat on her desk

"We" come on, "Well," just say it, "Yukine and I," spit it out, "We're working on a big job actually, it's very important,"

"Oh? It sounds exciting," thinking for a moment she came back with, "If it's so important, why are you here?"

"Because it involves your wish," Yato was unable to look at her large, curious eyes, and glanced at the wooden floor beneath his feet. Yukine was blinking fast, trying to hold back the tears he knew would come,

"But I know we're going to be together forever," smiled, blushing furiously, but not looking away

"No," Yato stood up and walked closer to her, "not that wish,"

"Then what," she smiled jokingly "Are you here to give me my five yen back?"

"I'm here to cut my ties with you," Yato pushed right to the point, unable to pretend that this was a joke, and fake it any longer. Hiyori laughed, as though it was a joke. To her it very well could be a joke, this was Yato she was talking to.

"Yato, are you serious?" she glanced at Yukine, who managed to hold back his tears and keep a straight face

"I'm sorry Hiyori,"

"No! I made a wish to stay with you and Yukine!"

"You also made a wish for your tail to go away,"

"But… why?"

"You know that gods have a special connection to the phantom world, right?" Hiyori nodded so Yato continued, "Well mortals don't, so when they meet a god, it's like seeing part of the phantom world, for a small amount of time, maybe one or two seconds, they can now see the spirit world. To most people they get what you mortals call déjà vu, or an out of body type experience, like what you have," Yato looked to make sure Hiyori was following what he was saying, "The more you hang around a god, the more you start to lose your grip of reality. You're going to go in and out of the phantom world more, and maybe one day you'll disappear into it," Hiyori was silently crying and hoping that this was some kind of sick joke

"What about Kofuku? Why are guys allowed to fall in love with her?"

"She stays with them long enough to get their money, but not to the point where they start seeing spirits. They don't forget what happened, but they do forget what she looks like,"

"Can't I do that? I'm already partially a phantom!" tears ran down her face

"Hiyori," Yato caressed the crying girl's face, and wiped away her tears, "This will all just be a dream,"

"I don't want it to be! You can't do this!" Yato took a step back and held out his hand

"Sekki, come!" with that command, Yukine changed into Yato's katana. Holding Hiyori tightly with one hand, he moved his sekki closer to her. Cutting ties with someone was a delicate process, it wasn't like stealing their memories, where you can pluck and pull, this had to be done correctly and with delicate precision. Time seemed to stop as the katana drew close to Hiyori's heart. With the pointed edge, Yato whispered a few words, and the katana entered Hiyori's heart. Yukine was now inside her spiritual heart. Memories swirled around him, strings leading from each one. Pictures and objects flew above, all of them pulling similar strings behind them. Going a little further into her heart, he found a solid black door with a golden handle. He gently gripped the handle and opened the door. Inside was a pure white room with lavish furniture and people everywhere. They too had strings attached to them, disappearing into the floor beneath where they stood. Some of the strings were different colors, unlike the objects and memories he saw outside the room. The people were talking amongst themselves, mingling if you will, they were all smiling. Yukine recognized Hiyori's parents talking to… Kofuku? Confused, he wandered around and found Yato having a pleasant conversation with Bishamon. This was even more unusual than seeing Kofuku. Seeing the string coming from Yato, Yukine gave it a tug and felt it start to tear. Immediately releasing it out of reflex, he realized what he had to do. Lifting up Yato's string, he gently held it and ran it through his hand

"How appropriate," Yukine thought as he noted the icy blue color of the string. Firmly gripping the string with two hands, Yukine mentally counted to three, giving his master plenty of time to change his mind and pull him out. Yato continued to talk to the normally furious god in front of him and was oblivious to what Yukine was about to do.

One.

Yukine started to tug at the string, feeling the individual fibers begin to stretch.

Two.

A single fiber snapped inside the string, and Yato collapsed in front of him, clenching his chest.

Three.

Closing his eyes, Yukine yanked the string apart. A scream pierced his ears and he looked around to see all the gods and regalia that were in the room slowly fall into the whiteness of the floor. The other people in the room didn't seem to notice, they simply continued the conversations, even if the person they were talking to just disappeared. Yukine felt himself being pulled out of the room, back through the mess of memories and random objects, and pulled out of her heart. Hiyori was asleep on the ground when Yukine returned to human form. Yato lovingly picked her up, and placed her on her bed. Kissing her on the forehead one last time, he hastily jumped out the window, not even beckoning for Yukine to follow.

"I'm sorry Hiyori," Yukine crouched down beside her bed and whispered, "Now you can have a normal life," he brushed her hair away from her face and with a final glance back, he climbed out the window to find Yato.

"I did it!" Yato screamed into the darkness, "Are you happy?" Yato stared into the night void, hoping for the stars to answer, but he was surprised when someone else did

"I'm so proud of you Yato," a smooth voice sent a chill down his spine, "You don't need her," the voice circled around him, "You only need me," Nora gracefully fell from the tree above him

"She's out of my life now, you can leave her alone," Yato threatened

"Now why would I do that?" Nora teased, smiling at his clenched teeth

"Leave her alone," he reiterated, emphasizing each word

"Fine, whatever you say," she mockingly bowed, "master," she vanished into the night, leaving Yato angry and alone.

Hiyori woke up and stretched her arms, "It's already four? I don't even remember getting home from school," she thought. Stepping out of bed, she noticed something sparkle in the corner of her eye. Walking over to her desk, she saw a five yen on a note that read, 'your wish has been heard.' Hiyori picked up the note for closer examination and caught a slight smell coming off of the paper. It wasn't very strong, but it was familiar. The smell danced around her nose, filling her senses with a feeling of security and love. But quickly the scent faded, and she forgot about the feeling it gave her. She shrugged and threw the paper away, pocketing the five yen as a reminder to pray go pray to the god of learning.

God.

Five yen.

That smell.

Love.

Hiyori's brain was screaming something, but there was nothing it could do. No memories of whatever all these things had in common appeared. Shaking off the feeling, she grabbed her jacket and made her way outside. Playing with the five yen in her pocket, she walked to Tenjin's shrine. She needed all the help she could get for her first year of high school. Arriving at the large tree with thousands of other wishes tacked onto it, Hiyori wrote down her wish and tacked it onto the tree, placing five yen into the offering chest. Quickly turning around, she bumped into the back of a rather tall guy with hair like the night,

"My apologies," she blushed. The guy turned around to reveal a pair of crystal blue eyes, "I… I didn't see you there, I'm sorry," she stammered, looking down. Those eyes.

"Oh, it's alright. Most people don't see me," the guy chuckled. That laugh.

"That's unfortunate, I hope people start to see you," she waved and walked away. Turning back, she expected to see the guy in the black jersey with the tattered scarf and ice blue eyes one more time, but he was gone.

GASP! He finally did it!

That was my impression of what happens when you cut ties with someone (sorry if it's totally wrong, I haven't had a chance to read the manga).

Poor Hiyori, poor Yato, poor Yukine! Will this trio have a happy ending? I hope so!