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"Yato it is more than freezing, you sure we can't stay at Hiyori's tonight?" Yukine was visibly shaking as he attempted to lie down.

"Yukine, we have done just fine this far! She will take us to be weak men if we can't stand a little cold!" Yato was persistent but also had reason. She still had to be mad at him after "kissing" Bishamon.

"Cya," Yukine peaced out and was already far in the distance by the time Yato had finished his sentence.

"Wait for me you little brat!"

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"Do you think she's up?" Yukine had knocked on the door but it struck him that it was most likely late and Hiyori may be asleep.

"It's a Saturday, it would be sad if Hiyori wasn't still up. She isn't a partier but geez can you get more dull than…." He noticed the door had opened too late to take back his words. There stood an irritated Hiyori.

"You were saying?" She said as Yukine cowered beside her.

"Ooh, warm house, very nice," Yato walked right past her to the kitchen.

She sighed then refocused her attention, "Yukine, why are you two here?"

"It was cold, really cold. I have stayed here before so I was wondering if we could set up base in your house for the night?" Yukine pleaded while Yato scarfed down food.

"Mhm, sure. Do you want me to get your regular pajamas?" Hiyori had already started up the stairs to retrieve them.

"Yeah, thanks," Yukine casually answered.

"You have pajamas here?!" Yato was flabbergasted.

"It's not a big deal, it is her brother's old pair," Yukine shrugged and walked over to the couch.

Yato grumbled for a bit but also noted how empty the house was. It was giant, yet no one else seemed to be there that night.

Hiyori came back down the stairs with not one, but two sets of Pjs. She walked over to Yukine and set one pair down then placed the other on the counter for Yato.

"I know you don't really change out of your clothes Yato, but I figured I could wash them while you were here," Hiyori was thoughtful even when she didn't realize it.

"Hiyori, are you here all alone?" Yato asked now propped up against a wall.

"Tonight I was supposed to be, it happens from time to time. I guess I don't think about it much anymore," she started to load the washing machine with detergent.

"Now hurry up so I can get this done before morning," she told the two as they moved into a room to change.

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Yato grabbed the pile of clothing and set it in the washer. He started the load and turned around to face Hiyori who was walking down the stairs in her night clothes.

A quick second of admiration for how adorable she was then a world of pain. He wasn't the only one taking in her looks.

"Ow! Yukine! What the hell?!" Yato rubbed the back of his neck.

"How can you even blame me for that one?! You are also at fault!" Yukine rebutted.

Hiyori stood there, confused as the two squabbled. She was honestly tired and ready for rest.

"I am heading to my room, you two know where to go," she yawned and trudged up the stairs only to collapse at the top.

"No! Dangit!" The sound of anger had only made it to Yukine's ears.

"Hiyori, what's wron-" he realized the girl who was still upright also had a cat tail.

Hiyori sighed, "I was ready for bed and everything… Oh well. Yukine, could you carry my body to bed?"

Yukine nodded and carried the unconscious girl to her room then covered her up.

"You're the best Yukine," she said with a laugh about her situation, she was going to be awake for a while whether she liked it or not.

She headed to her kitchen and pulled out some cookies as well as warmed up milk. This would keep her entertained for a bit.

She figured she could get some homework done in her room while she waited for the return to her body. Hiyori gave Yukine a cookie and told him that she would be in her room if he needed anything.

"Okay, I will. Have you seen Yato at all?" He asked.

"Not recently, I am sure he went out to get something. I doubt he would just leave," she said as she walked into her room.

What she found lying on her bed was more or less expected. Yato had sprawled across the mattress even with her body being on it.

The plate was unexpectedly noisy as she set it down and it made Yato stir. She hid at the foot of the bed to avoid his sleepy eyes.

"I see you," Yato said lazily. Her tail stuck out above the covers.

"I… Uh was just trying to… Wait! This is my room and my bed! I don't need to explain myself!" She huffed and stood up.

"Quiet down Hiyori, some of us are trying to get some sleep," Yato turned over and buried his head in her pillow.

"Oh no, you aren't going to sleep until I am able to re-enter my body," Hiyori pulled Yato up by his collar.

"Besides, why didn't you sleep in Yukine's bed?" A tinge of pink appeared on her cheeks. A boy, no a god, was sleeping in her bed.

"It was warm," It was Yato's turn to blush. This was the least painful lie to tell because in reality, he didn't know that Hiyori wasn't in her body.

"The worst part is, I am actually sleepy," Hiyori sat down with a sigh.

"Hi-Hiyori?" Yato had something on his mind ever since he had asked earlier.

"Yes, Yato?"

"Do you like being alone?" Yato was fiddling with the covers, it wasn't in his character to ask these types of questions.

"Not really, but I am used to it, you know?" She shrugged and picked up one of her pillows then set it on her lap.

"I do know…" Yato quietly remarked.

"What?" Hiyori was oblivious.

"I said you're a loser," he laughed at her as she scrunched up her face.

"At least a loser like me knows how to fight back!" Hiyori smacked Yato's face with her pillow.

"It's on!" Yato picked up a pillow as well and deflected her oncoming attacks.

The two ran around the room, Hiyori being chased by Yato for the most part. Especially for being a girl, she knew how to fight as Yato had yet to land one hit on her.

Finally Yato practically tackled her to the floor. She struggled but couldn't for the life of her remember any wrestling moves to wiggle her way out of the situation. Hiyori was completely pinned to the floor beneath his arms.

"You ain't gettin' away from me girl, so don't even try," both of the teens blushed, realizing the implications.

"Ha, and you are afraid of me forgetting you. I don't think I could if I wanted to at this point," she giggled to herself.

"It's a legitimate worry!" He tried to defend himself, "A god can't cease to have supporters!"

"I mean I'm not the only one, you have ones from small requests," Hiyori had raised an eyebrow, she was skeptical.

Yato leaned in to her ear, "But you are different, stupid."

Hiyori's heart was beating at a rapid pace. The room had suddenly become emptier as she realized how it was just her and Yato. He filled her mind, he made her life more exciting. Most of all, he made her less alone as she had done the same for him.

He came closer to her reddened face, and met his lips with her… Pillow. Hiyori had pulled her pillow over her lips to intercept the kiss.

"WHA-WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Yato practically had steam coming out of his ears due to the heat being generated by his face.

"Sorry, I just decided to pull a Bishamon," she laughed under his grasp. She didn't mind him kissing her, in fact she regretted stopping him in a sense but revenge was too sweet for her to pass up.

"That's it!" Yato got off of her then scooped her up bridal style. He laughed maniacally until he dumped her back into her body.

"You aren't going to forget me, if it has to be by force then so be it," Yato jumped into bed and hugged her tight to his body.

Hiyori wasn't about to resist, maybe it was the warmth or his scent but she was cozy and comfortable within his grip. She quickly fell asleep as did he.

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Yukine had plugged in a nightlight in Hiyori's brother's room. "I could've seen this coming," Yukine mused as he turned off the main light and tucked himself in.

"I'll give him hell tomorrow," Yukine giggled himself to sleep.