A/N: FINAL CHAPTER!

I'll probably say a few words at the end. So, on with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Noragami

Hiyori gently dabbed Yukine's forehead with a cool cloth, attempting to wipe away the sweat collecting there. His fever, although not as bad as before, still raged on.

She sighed as he groaned again in his sleep, and shifted slightly. His breathing was slightly laboured, as if there were an invisible weight on his chest that made taking a breath hard. Occasionally, he would partly wake up, trying to speak gibberish with a cracked voice and a dry throat. The brunette could tell that Yukine wasn't haven't a peaceful sleep.

Hiyori turned her head to gaze out of the window. There weren't many stars out, as dark clouds covered most of them, but the moon still shone bright. It's a crescent moon, she remarked as she smiled at the fact that just staring at the moon could calm her nerves and relax her.

Covering her mouth, she stifled a sudden yawn. She realised that exhaustion was slowly creeping up on her. Stretching with her arms above her head, Hiyori winced slightly at the loud popping sound her back made. Glancing over at Yukine, she nearly had a heart attack when she saw him with eyes half-open and struggling to sit up.

Reaching over, she placed her hands on his shoulders, as if to coax him back down. Hiyori was unsurprised by the fact that he barely seemed to recognise her. He wearily moved his head to look at her, although his eyes were glazed over and he looked like he was having trouble keeping his eyes open.

"Shhh, it's alright. Lay back down, Yukine. Are you thirsty?" Of course, she knew that he only partly heard her, and his eyebrows creased into a frown.

"Do you need some water?" She asked slowly and clearly. After a few seconds, he nodded slightly, and she got up and went to fill a cup (glass wouldn't be the best option in case it broke) with cold water from the bathroom tap.

When she returned, she was glad to see him scanning the room with slightly wider eyes, as if he were just fully waking up.

Silently, the brunette walked over to the blonde and knelt by his side, before sliding an arm underneath his shoulders.

"Okay, Yukine. I'm going to sit you up, okay? Tell me if it hurts too much." Once again, she spoke slowly and clearly, which seemed to make him understand better.

Carefully, Hiyori propped him up, earning a quiet whimper, but nothing major. She brought the cup to his lips, and he immediately opened his mouth. She tipped the cup slightly, allowing some of the water to enter his mouth, to which he greedily swallowed it. His posture, which was previously tense, had relaxed slightly as the cool water soothed his burning throat.

After draining the entire cup, Yukine closed his eyes again, and mumbled a slurred 'thanks', before sagging slightly against Hiyori's arm. Setting the cup on the floor, the girl lowered the Regalia to the ground, pulling a blanket over him as she put a hand to his forehead, checking his temperature. While still fairly high, it was not dangerously so, but she still grabbed a cloth and went into the bathroom to wet it with cold water, before returning and placing it over Yukine's forehead, quickly sweeping his bangs away from his face.

I hope Yato, Daikoku and Kofuku get home soon, she thought, slightly nervous. What was this 'trade' that Nora had proposed to Yato about? Whatever it was, it gave her an uneasy feeling.

Staring out the window again, she started to calm herself, knowing that she shouldn't get herself too worried, in case it affected her when she took care of Yukine.

Meanwhile, the trio were on the road leading back to the house, Yato clutching the torch in one hand and the antidote in the other.

A couple minutes later, they stood before the entrance. Yato, wasting no time, hurried inside, followed by Kofuku and Daikoku, the latter of which shut the door behind him.

The former god of calamity quickly – but quietly – entered the room which held his injured Regalia and his half-human, half-phantom friend. He sighed in relief as he noticed that Yukine looked a little better; even if it wasn't by much, it was still an improvement.

Kneeling beside Yukine, he took his arm and turned it so the underside faced the ceiling. He'd discarded the torch (after turning it off) when he walked in, and his other hand still held the antidote.

"Do you have the antidote?" Hiyori asked, leaning forward slightly.

Yato said nothing, only holding his hand out and opening it. Her face lit up as she caught sight of the syringe.

"I want to give him this now, but I'm not sure what the best point to inject the needle into him would be. I know to put it in his arm though. Just…not sure where, you know?" The real meaning behind his explanation was 'can you show me where to inject him with the antidote?'

She pointed to a spot on the underside of Yukine's arm, just below the elbow. "Here." (Not sure if that's the right spot, sorry.)

Yato took a deep breath, raising the syringe, before he hesitated. In truth, he was terrified of messing it up, and causing some sort of damage to Yukine.

"Do you…want me to do it?" Hiyori asked quietly. Yato slowly nodded, handing the syringe over to Hiyori, who moved closer to Yukine's arm. She gently injected the needle into the correct place, before pressing down on the syringe and pushing the liquid into the boy's arm. He flinched, before relaxing.

Yato sighed heavily, leaning back and putting a hand to his face. Hiyori frowned at his actions.

He laughed humourlessly, before taking his hand away from his face. "It's finally over." He almost whispered, before his voice raised to a normal speaking level. "Yukine will be alright."

"Damn right he will." A sudden voice caused Hiyori to jump, as Daikoku walked into the room, followed shortly by Kofuku.

"If Yukine doesn't recover after giving us all a scare like that, then I'll…I'll…" Kofuku trailed off, thinking of a good punishment to give Yukine if he didn't recover.

"I guess we're all just glad that he's hopefully out of the woods." Hiyori chipped in, a small smile tugging at her lips. Everyone silently agreed with her.

Over the next few days, Yukine's poisoning symptoms slowly faded. His fever had finally broken, and his breathing was much easier. He could properly wake up, but always complained that he was tired. His speech was no longer slurred, and he seemed more attentive when someone was speaking to him.

Hiyori had never seen such a look of relief on Yato's face as Yukine's health grew stronger with each day, until finally, he had completely recovered.

It happened when Yukine had been sleeping, and Yato had taken his hand and was gently rubbing it with his own hand whilst speaking soothingly to him.

Yato's gaze was focused so intently on their hands – even though he was spacing out - that he never noticed that Yukine had opened his eyes and was looking at the god with a raised eyebrow.

The blonde Regalia cleared his throat, startling Yato enough to make him leap backwards and fall over at the same time, nearly taking Yukine with him had he not released his hold on the boy's hand.

Yukine laughed lightly, gradually rising into a sitting position. Rubbing his eyes, he yawned and stretched, as if he had merely been asleep and not been fighting for his life.

"Wha-? Dammit, you scared me!" Yato growled, before a grin appeared on his face as he sprang towards Yukine, embracing him in a tight hug. The blonde was slightly startled by the sudden sign of affection, before he lifted his arms up to wrap them around the other man.

"And you've been scaring the hell out of me for the past few days, you know. I was so worried when we found you half-dead in the forest!" Yato broke the hug, placing both hands on Yukine's shoulders as he spoke with a serious expression on his face.

"I wouldn't say I was 'half-dead'." Yukine grumbled.

"Well, I would. And Hiyori. Not to mention that at first, I thought you actually were-" He cut himself off before he finished the sentence. Just as Yukine was about to ask what he was about to say, a loud rumble cut them off. The source happened to be Yukine's stomach.

Yato's smile returned. "I take it someone's hungry."

Yukine blushed slightly, before turning his head away. "Whatever."

"You wait here; I'll go bring you something to eat." Yato stood up, much to the complaint of Yukine.

"Hey! I can walk; I'm not weak!"

"I don't want you overexerting yourself."

"By overexerting myse- how dare you! I am not weak!"

"Shush. Save your strength; don't waste it in a pointless argument. Stay, and I will get you food."

Grumbling something inaudible, Yukine stayed put, and Yato left the room.

Once he was out of sight of Yukine, Yato let a couple of tears run down his face. I'm just glad you're alright now, Yukine. Thank the Gods.

He quickly wiped his eyes as he headed into the kitchen, preparing some light food to take to his Regalia, who had come so close to death that it scared him. But that was over now. He'd recovered, and the person who had harmed him had been taught a lesson.

After all, if any of them were harmed – Yukine, Hiyori, Kofuku and Daikoku – then Yato would find those responsible, and make sure they never did it again. After all, a family looks out for one another.

And even though Yato never voiced it aloud, he believed it with the bottom of his heart.

They were a happy family, and would always look out for one another.

A/N: ...The End.

It's not a long chapter, but I didn't want a long chapter.

I thank all of you who reviewed, favourited, followed and read this. I didn't think I'd get much response from this, but I've got quite a lot, so thank you all~

I'm not going to get all sappy about this, so I'll just say bye and if you want, feel free to read my other stories~