"Fate" a Yatori Fanfic

Your Tears

Hiyori walked over to the restaurant where she met Fujisaki who already had the table waiting for her. She sat down across from Fujisaki and looked at her phone underneath the table.

"So, it's a pretty nice place isn't it." Fujisaki sighed with a smile.

"Uh-yeah...it is." Hiyori responded.

"Its amazing how I managed to get reservations for the two-i mean four of us here."

"Yeah." Hiyori huffed not even paying attention to a single word he just said.

About fifteen minutes past and no sight of either of their friends.

"Hey, when do you think they'll be coming?" Hiyori asked.

"About that, I just got a text saying he won't be able to come."

Then what about her?"

"She's probably sick or something."

"Then we better call this off." She sighed

Hiyori sat up from her chair and grabbed her phone.

But something was preventing her from leaving, Fujisaki had gripped on to her wrist.

"Why? Why, waste a perfect reservation?" He smiled.

"Well, you did offer to pay for everything..."

"Fine."

"So you'll stay?"

"ONLY because your paying."

Hiyori sat down again and took a look at the menu.

"Gee, this is high quality food I must say." she thought to herself.

"A-Are you sure your okay with paying for this, I wouldn't have come if I knew it was this high quality."

"Its fine, I much rather spend it on someone like you instead of some other person at school." He chuckled.

Hiyori blushed and looked back down at the menu.

"Hello, I will be you waiter for this evening may I take your order?"

"Ah- yes! "

Both ordered and gave the waiter their menus.

Before they knew it their food came out, it looked delicious!

The two school mates ate and chatted about school related stuff plus some things aside from school.

"So Hiyori, have you ever been in a relationship with someone?"

"Well, I had my first frien-"

"No I mean like a love relationship, you know boyfriend stuff."

Hiyori looked down pretending to look at her phone as she responded with a-

"N-No."

Fujisaki tried to hide his blush as well cause darn she looked cute.

Hiyori put both of her hands on top of each other laying on the table.

"Hiyori."

She looked up realizing that Fujisaki's hands were laying on her own.

Hiyori blushed, she suddenly got up and left the table and ran outside the restaurant as Fujisaki followed.

"Stop following me!" She shouted.

But Fujisaki was quick and pulled her to an ally near by.

"F-Fujisaki?!"

"There's someone isn't there!"

"N-No! I don't know what your talki-"

But she was interrupted by soft lips.

Fujisaki pinned her against the wall with a hand on her waist and another pressed against her hand on the wall.

Hiyori's mind was blank before Fujisaki began to place kisses among her neck.

"I like you." he whispered

That was when Hiyori broke against Fujisaki's grip and ran for it, leaving him behind.

She ran around the sidewalks of the city with tears streaming down her face.

"Why would he attempt this again?"

"Why would he trick me into this date""

"Why am I so stupid?"

She ran a while more before crashing against a firm body.

She looked up to see a very familiar face.

It was Yato.

But she didnt get off of him immediately , instead she began to squeeze him tightly with arms wrapped around his back and formed a hug. She cried in his chest.

When Yato realized what Hiyori was doing he blushed, But then it went away when Hiyori quickly escaped from her appearance and shouted-

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was thinking!"

Yato soon came to realize to see that Hiyori was crying.

"Was is Fujisaki?"

"H-How did y-you k-know?"

"Do you really think you can keep secrets from me?"

"Well it wasn't really a secret..."

"Well Yukine told me and-"

"Can we just go home."

Yato blushed and agreed.

As they walked home Yato wanted to say something involving what just happened but he was afraid it would just make Hiyori more upset.

He noticed something.

He noticed something streaming down her cheek.

He noticed something falling towards the ground.

It was her tears.

He thought he was stupid to not help Hiyori from all this, and he felt awful.

They got to her door step and siad their good byes, but before Hiyori turned her body towards the door Yato lifted his finger and wiped the tear from Hiyori's cheek.

"See you tomorrow, okay?" He whispered.

"Yeah, tomorrow." She responded with a weak grin.

Yato left with some ice clear substance on his finger.

"Your Tears."