A/N: Thanks for your reviews they're greatly appreciated!

Now I briefly looked up symptoms for poison, and it was helpful but it was for not-life-threatening and not ultra-deadly poison, so I'll just say that the blight in it is the life-threatening part :P

Anyway, on with the chapter~

Disclaimer: I do not own Noragami

Yato froze after hearing those words. Nora – I should have known.

Clenching his fists, the god leaped into the clearing, followed by Hiyori. She gasped at the sight that met their eyes.

There had obviously been a battle, from the lines in the snow and the scuffle of feet on the ground. There were also large claw marks on a tree. The snow was stained red with blood.

But the thing that caught their eyes the most were the two figures in the middle of the clearing. One was standing with a smug expression on her face, and the other was on the ground, unmoving.

"Yuki-" Hiyori started, but was cut off by Yato gently elbowing her in the ribs.

"Go round through the trees to him," he hissed under his breath to her, "make sure Nora doesn't see you." She nodded, and turned round.

"Alright, Yato. I'll leave Nora to you." She declared loud enough so Nora could hear, and walked back into the cover of the trees. I'm worried about Yato, she admitted in her head, but I'm more worried about Yukine. I've just got to believe in him. After all, he's a god. Nora's not. He can handle her. I hope, anyway.

She walked about twenty metres away from the clearing, before turning to the right and making her way round, making sure to keep a twenty-metre distance between her and the edge of the clearing.

Yato walked a step closer to Nora. "Why'd you do it, Nora? Why'd you hurt my Regalia?" He demanded with a cold voice.

She smiled. "So you'd use me of course, Yato."

"Seriously? You could have killed him!"

"He's already dead."

At this, Yato bristled. "In his past life, yes. In his present life, he may be considered dead, but technically he's not. Yukine died in his first life, but he hasn't died in his second life."

Nora was quiet for a minute, before she replied, "He won't be 'alive' in his 'present life' for long, though."

"What?" Yato asked with a dangerous tone.

"He's dying, slowly and painfully."

"How dare you – what did you do to him?!" He yelled.

"Well, let's just say he's got a rather special poison running through his body." She explained vaguely.

"Get it out of his body, then!" Yato was now shaking with rage. "I swear, if Yukine dies because of you...so help me."

Nora was quiet again before she started giggling.

Yato raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny?"

"It's just that before, taking people's lives was no big deal for you. In fact, you loved it! I remember the time when you brought severed ears back to Father." She smiled at the memory before continuing, "Yet when it comes to one, small, insignificant life, you go crazy."

Small? Insignificant? My Regalia's life is anything but insignificant! Sure, he may not be tall, but he's strong and brave, not to mention intelligent. At times. Yato thought.

"Yukine's not a small, insignificant life, Nora. He's one of my closest friends. He's like a s- best friend to me." Yato stopped himself saying something private just in time.

"A best friend? So when he dies, what will you do? You know what, don't bother answering." She turned to the side. "I'll give Yukine some time to die, then I'll come back and ask you to use me again. You better have an honest answer by then." With that, she walked into the trees, disappearing from sight.

Yato watched her go, before running over to Yukine. He gently shook the boy's shoulder, but got no response. Hiyori sneaked into the clearing, but relaxed slightly when she saw no Nora.

Hurrying over, she crouched down, noticing a severe blight on one of his legs. It looked like it was coming from his ankle.

"Yato…" she trailed off, unsure of what to say.

"I know." He replied without looking at her. She was surprised to find that there was actually a meaning to her saying his name when she hadn't meant it to mean anything.

Then she thought of something to say to break the uncomfortable silence. "Is it okay to move him?"

After a brief check-over, Yato nodded. "He's covered in blight, but his wounds appear to be only flesh wounds. I don't think there's any broken bones, thank God."

Hiyori went to pick up Yukine, but Yato stopped her.

"I'll carry him."

"A-are you sure?"

"Yeah." Without another word, Yato hoisted Yukine onto his back gently, letting Yukine's arms dangle limply over his shoulders, ignoring the slight blight his shoulders got from the contact with Yukine's blighted arms. Using his arms to keep Yukine on his back, he began the journey back to Kofuku's house with Hiyori in silence.

Hiyori was deep in thought as she walked through the forest. Yukine was hurt, Yato was quiet, and Nora was involved. It wasn't a very good combo. The only sound was the crunching of snow under their feet and Yukine's laboured breathing. She could see his flushed face, coated in a thin layer of sweat, from where she stood without squinting.

He's in pretty bad shape, she remarked in her head, before clenching her fists. What the hell did Nora do to him?! Well, whatever she did, she'd going to pay for it.

~A few minutes later~

Yato breathed a sigh of relief as Kofuku's house finally came into view. The walk here, which in reality only took a few minutes, felt like it took hours.

Not to mention the boy on his back wasn't getting any better. No, he was getting worse. And Yato feared for his life.

But no sooner had they reached the door, when they heard soft groans from Yukine. They soon turned into whines and whimpers, which grew in volume and frequency.

Concerned, Yato set him down on the floor in case his back was hurting the boy, and crouched down beside him.

With a loud cry, Yukine's back arched and his arms and legs jumped and jolted all over the place. Hiyori fell back in shock, before recovering and scrambling over to them.

"Help me hold him down, Hiyori!" Yato yelled, pressing one hand on Yukine's right arm and one on his right leg.

Hiyori copied the god on Yukine's left side. But something was nagging at the back of her mind. What was going on? But she decided not to say anything until it was over. If it ended.

Loud cries of pain tore from Yukine as his body attacked itself, aggravating his untreated wounds. Hiyori was struggling to stay calm on the outside, while on the inside she was panicking. But she had to stay as calm as possible in this situation – however hard it was.

Eventually, after a couple more minutes of Yukine's fit, it finally ended and Yukine went back to the state he was before; ragged, laboured breathing and completely limp.

Breathing heavily, Hiyori released him, Yato doing the same.

"Y-Yato, wh-what was that?" She stuttered, trying to calm down.

He glanced at her, before replying quietly, "A tonic-clonic seizure."

Her eyes widened at this. Since both her parents were doctors, she'd been told once about types of seizures. At the time, she'd listened but had wondered why she would need to know it. Turns out, she was thankful for that little speech then.

She knew that a tonic-clonic seizure was where the patient loses consciousness (even though Yukine was already unconscious) and their muscles stiffen, with jerking movements. They usually lasted only a couple minutes, but it was painful for the victim. Sometimes, when it was over, the victim would claim that their head or stomach hurt, or their muscles ached. Even worse, the victim was never of what was happening during the seizure. It was quite scary to watch, Hiyori had to admit. Other after-effects of a tonic-clonic seizure included headache, confusion and sleep.

Hiyori sighed as she just finished refreshing her mind on the type of seizure they just witnessed.

Shakily, she asked, "I-is he going t-to be alright?"

Yato looked down at the ground before answering her question. What could he say? If he said no, it would dampen both their spirits and Hiyori might think he was giving up on Yukine. But if he said yes, would it be classed as lying? He had no idea what to say, as the god didn't know if either 'yes' or 'no' was the correct answer.

Finally, he said, "I honestly don't know, Hiyori. Let's just get him inside, alright?" His voice was soft and quiet, and he didn't bother to hide his concern, although he did hide his fear.

At that moment, Daikoku slid open the door, and commented, "What the hell is going on? All I can hear is – well, I'm not entirely sure what I heard." But when he saw the situation, he silently stepped to the side, a non-vocal way of saying 'come in'.

Grateful, Yato carried Yukine bridal-style, so he could keep an eye on him while he walked, instead of quick glances over his shoulder. Hiyori followed, and Daikoku brought up the rear, closing the door in the process.

A/N: Probably the worse ending of a chapter ever, but oh well. Thanks for your reviews; you're so kind!

The stuff about seizures I found online, but it might not be 100% reliable, so if there is anything incorrect about it, feel free to correct me.

Also, I'll give you guys a tip: don't listen to really sad, meaningful music on loop while reading a very sad fanfiction, usually involving the character you absolutely love heroically sacrificing them and then dying with some deep, lovely words to their closest friends, and then passing on WITH A SMILE ON THEIR FACE. Seriously, I did this and I cried for like, ten minutes straight. Thank God it was late at night, otherwise my sister would think I was crazy.

Anyway, so long for now~