"Fate" a Yatori Fanfic

Your Clothes?

"GUYS!!! GET OFF I WANNA GET HOME!!" Yukine Whined.

Hiyori squeaked to realize that she was suffocating Yato.

"Oh! sorry I kind forgot about getting off." She giggled as she hopped off the Farris Wheel that had just lowered down to the ground.

Yato began wheeze as he got off as well.

"Well, see you guys tomorrow!" She said while walking away.

"Well she was in a hurry, she didn't even bother to talk to us before she left." Yukine complained.

"Look who's talking your the one who wanted to leave this place!"

"Well...that's different!"

"Sure." Yato huffed as he watched Hiyori wonder off.

«{ The Next Morning }»

"Hiyori! wake up, have breakfast!" Hiyori's mother yelled from down stairs.

"Coming!!" she yawned as she lazily got out of bed.

But before she left the room she saw a little Yato sleeping on the floor.

"..."

"..."

"Oh...Hiyori your awa-"

"JUNGLE SAVATE!!" She yelled as she kicked him out the window.

"WHAAAAAA" He screamed as he flew into the tree that was near her bedroom window.

"Wha, Wha are you doin- NO Why are you SLEEPING here?!?"

"Uhh, Well..um..."

*death glare*

"Whaaa....I waaas....Making sure you slept well!

*Intense death glare*

"Okay, Okay I noticed that you left you purse and stuff at the amusement park last night so I wanted to return it to you."

"And?"

" Well I noticed that you were asleep so I wanted to wait till you woke up to return it to you but I guess I fell asleep as well."

Hiyori hesitated as she gestured her hands in a " give me it." motion.

Yato did as told.

"Thank you."

"HIYORI!!! Your Breakfast is getting cold!" Her mother yelled.

"Coming!!"

"Well, I guess I should leave."

"No."

"What?"

"Just stay here."

"?"

Hiyori left the room and went down to eat breakfast.

Yato wondered around her room observing it.

The young male and his instincts told him to investigate everything.

He didn't think it was wrong knowing that this was Hiyori and not some other teenage girl.

He looked upon her mirror and dresser and looked at the picture frames.

He saw Hiyori and her mother in one and a younger Hiyori in another.

Then his instincts became stronger as he wondered around a bit more.

"Wonder what Hiyori has in her closet?"

He opened the closet in aw.

He opened the closet and looked up to the top shelf.