Gah! Life is kicking my butt right now so I apologize for the wait. So where were we? Right, Nora is being suspicious, Yato is probably going into depression, Yukine is confused, and Hiyori is oblivious.

And without further ado, here is the next chapter, my lovely readers :D

Hiyori walked home from the shrine, shaking off the feeling of familiarity the strange boy gave her, "Is he in my class?" she wondered, trying to remember anything about him, but couldn't. Slowly his face drifted out of her mind, but his smell found a way deep inside her memory and hid. A ruffle in the trees caused her to spin around and jump into her defensive 'Tono' inspired stances and look around, "I must be going crazy," she mused to herself, relaxing her shoulders and casually turning back and finish the trek home. Up in the trees, Yato sat, hidden by the leaves and shadows. He watched his precious Hiyori and had to stifle a small laugh at her quick reflexes to the noise he made. Watching from afar wasn't even close to as good as walking next to her, but she'd be happier this way. At least he still got to see her.

A Few Months Later

Hiyori soon rose to the top of her class, she was not only popular with the girls, but with the boys as well. It seemed as though many had their eyes on her, but she always (gently might I add) turned them down. She told them she wanted to focus more on her studies and after school activities, but the real reason was a certain boy that she couldn't quite get out of her head.

Hiyori's P.O.V

"Hiyori," a dark, soothing voice whispered into my ear, "Hiyori don't forget about me. You know I'll never be able to forget about you," and with that the voice was gone. I woke up in my dark room, the window open and curtains waving, despite there being no wind. I stumbled to get untangled from my sheets and look out the window, but when I finally raced across my room, there was nothing to be seen but the shadows from the trees and houses cast by the full moon. This was the fourth time this month I've had that dream, and it's always the same. Sometimes I can picture his face but most times, I inhale a scent that makes my head whirl and heart want to stop. I dejectedly walked back to my bed and laid to face the window. I vowed to not go to sleep in case he came back, but I felt the weight of my tiredness gently lull me back to sleep.

"Bye Hiyori! We'll be home soon" my mom's voice rang out before I heard the front door close. They were headed out of town for two days for a doctor's convention of some kind. I had to stay here because of the tests I had for school, I'm not quite sure which would be more boring. I rolled out of bed and looked at the alarm clock resting on the end table, "No time to try and sleep now," I mumbled out loud, "better get my homework done,"

I slowly shuffled to my desk and plopped into the cushy chair. A sigh escaped my lips as I pulled out my notebook and opened it up to find doodles all over the pages of some dark haired boy with piercing blue eyes. I had no idea who he was, but somehow he was everywhere; in my dreams, outside the window of my school, walking around in the supermarket, but whenever I go to talk to him or look back he disappears. I'm probably just crazy.

I had finished my homework within twenty minutes and I was now staring at the eyes I drew on my paper. I was never very good at drawing, but I always knew it was him whenever I glanced at them. I ended up pacing my room for another half an hour before I put on a yellow tank top and a pair of jean capris and decided on taking a walk. The crisp fall air brushed against my skin and a gust of wind sent the most wonderful smell in my direction. It wasn't like food or flowers, but … hm that's just it, there was nothing to compare it to. I guess if love, comfort, and security had a smell that would be it. Curiosity got the best of me and I decided to follow the smell. I felt a lot like a dog.

I walked through a small park and got to a small food stand. The smell seemed to radiate from the house. I couldn't just walk into the house, but I had to know what was causing the smell that made my heart gradually start to speed up. I chose to go home and forget about the absolutely amazing smell, I couldn't just barge into someone's life like that and ask such a personal question! I started to slowly scurry away from the food area when a deep voice called out to me,

"Can I help you miss?" I turned to see a tall, muscular, man with dark slicked back hair and a white button down leaning against the counter. A young boy with blonde spikey hair stared at me with an open mouth

"Umm, no thank you, I was just walking through," I stammered through my words, trying to be polite

"Alright, let me know if you change your mind," he smiled at me, which was shocking; I didn't think a man who looked as tough as him would smile. I glanced back at the boy and he looked like he was about to cry. The older man noticed, and gently ushered him into the house. I don't know if it was the scent that was getting to me or my general curiosity, but I closed my eyes and managed to get out, "I'm… I'm sorry, but do you sell perfumes here?" the man closed the door to the house and blinked at me with general confusion,

"Sorry miss, but we don't have anything like that here,"

"I see, sorry for the troubles," I bowed respectfully

"No worries, but why would you ask if we sell perfumes,"

"Well there's this smell," I looked down, "It's a lovely smell and I sort of, followed it here," I shot a glance at the man through my hair, "Sorry, you must think I'm crazy, actually I think I'm crazy, but there's this smell that I can't get out of my mind, and these eyes, and his hair, and this guy," I started to uncontrollably blabber and felt a small stream of tears run down my face, "and I feel so lost, like a piece of me just disappeared," I sank to my knees into the dirt and cried into my hands. I didn't even care how embarrassing I looked, or how this man must think of me, all I wanted to know is why everything seemed so familiar, yet so distant. It was like I dreamed about this before.

It was only a few seconds before a felt someone's warm breath by my ear, "So you didn't forget about me, eh Hiyori?"

Yato's P.O.V (During the time Hiyori was off being normal)

I watched over Hiyori like a guardian, at least I thought I was anyways. Yukine never understood why I put myself through the pain of not being able to hug her, talk to her, kiss her, or anything like that, but seeing her smile and be happy with the friends she had was more than enough for me. When I saw other guys flirt with my… er… her, I had to do everything in my power to NOT unleash my god-like wrath upon them, but she always seemed to turn them down. Why? They seemed so perfect for her; smart, charismatic, mortal. I sat in the tree a bit away from her classroom and watched the lovely brunette furiously sketch something in her notebook. She did that a lot, sketch, she was never very good at it though. I shrugged and leaped from the tree, maybe it's a new hobby. Shuffling around town, I completed a couple jobs with Yukine before he ran back to work with Daikoku. The poor kid still hasn't moved on, but he puts on a good act to pretend like he has.

Some nights, I would selfishly sneak into her room and watch her sleep. The gentle rise and fall of her chest, the way her mouth was slightly open, even the slight trail of drool was oddly adorable. I would sit in the corner by the window and contemplate revealing myself. I played over every scenario in my mind, hugging her so she'll remember my scent, re-introducing myself and getting her to fall for me all over, and being a creepy for the rest of her life by following and staring at her, but all those seemed to end badly one way or another. She needed to want me, she needed to find me herself.

One night, being my bored, curious self, I walked around the room, reliving all the times I would barge in, or sneak in. A let out a small chuckle and sat on the desk. I looked down and saw a red notebook next to me, I remembered her drawing something a while ago and I skimmed through the pages. I nearly dropped the notebook in surprise. Every page had a picture of me on it. Not a very good picture, my eyes are lopsided in this one, my hair is not that spikey, and why does it look like my feet are six sizes too big? I shook myself out of my art critique mode, I was missing the big picture; those were pictures of ME. I was in her thoughts, not some twerpy mortal boy. I placed the notebook back and tip-toed to her bedside. Bending down, I gently whispered, "Don't worry Hiyori, I won't let you forget me,"

A few weeks later I watched her house from a distance, her parents were going off to be doctors somewhere for a few days, meaning Hiyori would be home alone. I was not ok with that idea, so I went back to the Kofuku's place to get Yukine and guard Hiyori while they were gone. But the kid was working and refused to leave, saying it was wrong to intrude upon her new life, or some nonsense, but I knew deep down he wanted to go. Baka. I sat upstairs for a while thinking he may be right, when I heard a familiar girlish voice outside. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Hiyori's gorgeous face. Was she here to see me? Running downstairs, I paused at the door, what if she didn't want to see me? I looked over to a teary Yukine who was sniffling in the corner. Poor kid. I picked up on part of the conversation only to hear her gently sobbing. She was crying, over me? Swinging open the door, I ran to her side and kneeled behind her, think of something cool and clever to say, umm, I was at a loss. Oh!

"So you didn't forget about me, eh Hiyori?" I casually whispered into her ear

Normal P.O.V

Hiyori spun around and was face to face with this boy who seemed to be everywhere she went. His lulling voice and luscious aroma calmed her and her tears ceased. Yato carefully wiped the remaining ones from her face with a gentle swipe of his thumb, smiling down at her. Hiyori was beyond confused, every inch of her body screamed of familiarity, but her mind and heart simply could not remember.

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you are," she blushed and tried to turn away from his crystal blue eyes, but his hands went from wiping away tears to cupping her face. He held her there, inches apart, gazing into her eyes. Hiyori was suddenly consumed by the desire to close the gap between them although she was unsure why. She closed her eyes and leaned closer, Yato quickly pressed his lips to hers, unable to contain his emotions any longer. Their lips molded perfectly together, for the first time in months, Yato was able to hold Hiyori and taste her sweet lips. Breaking apart, Hiyori looked up at the man she so desperately wanted to remember. Crying she hugged him tighter, causing the both of them to fall back into the dirt. Yato looked up at her in bewilderment. He was once again surprised by the perky brunette on top of him when he felt a slap on his face.

"Don't you ever, EVER do that to me again Yato," Hiyori sternly said, tears running down her face onto the stunned god's jersey.

"Hiyori?" Yato stammered, "How?"

"You're the god, you tell me," she stood up and looked at the awe struck god laying on the dirt, "We have a lot to talk about by the way," Yato gulped at the last comment, if he wasn't immortal, he would've died right there.

Nora looked down on the reunited couple with a look of disgust plastered on her painted face, "Looks like I have to do this myself,"

Did true love break the cutting of ties? Yeah probably. I'm a Disney addict, what can I say. But that doesn't mean everything is going to be super peachy adorable fun land! Hiyori is thinking of punishments right now for Yato (not THOSE kind of punishments, get your minds out of the gutter tehe)

Damn you Nora! Why do you have to be constantly scheming!

Oh, thank you all SOOOOOO much for your continuous support, reviews, favorites, and all that jazz! I really appreciate all of you and your beautiful faces! If you have any suggestions please let me know, I will try to incorporate them into this story or just make a whole new one just for Y-O-U!

Stick around for the next (and probably last (sorry!)) chapter! I will be tying (not cutting) all lose ends soooo yeah! :D