A/N: So, my friend sent me this prompt email about having to use the designated six words in a story that has to be less than a thousand words. So, being crazy, I'm going to do all of them AND put them on . They're all going to be Noragami in some way, mostly Yatori, I believe. Anyways, here's the first one!

a) "We were always alone, even together."

He came to pick me up from school again today. Well, I say pick up, but in all reality, he just follows Yama-chan, Ami-chan, and me on our ways home. He would be unusually quiet the whole time, and would only start talking after the other two had left.

And then it happened. That afternoon. I had dropped my body for the first time in quite a while. Yato carried me all the way home, with me just jumping around him in my Phantom form.

"Thank you for carrying me back, Yato. Um, if you could ju-"

I was returned to my original body right when we reached the front gate. As I realized that Yato was still carrying me, my face turned a bright red.

Seeing my face, Yato smiled and put me down. "You need to be more careful, okay?"

"Yes yes, I kn-"

I was interrupted again, but this time with a kiss. My red face turned even redder. What was Yato thinking?

"Bye, Hiyori."

It was after I entered the house that I realized this was the first time Yato said good-bye to me.

Months have passed since that day. No one knows where Yato is right now. Wherever he is, he left Yukine behind. We all are hoping he'll come back, but... we don't know.

I don't know what I'll do if Yato never comes home. I don't want that time to be the last moment I had with Yato. He has to come back.

But when a year goes by, and then another, I can feel that slowly, we're all starting to lose hope.

Ten years after Yato's disappearance. I still visit and remember everyone, but it gets harder each time to go visit without feeling like crying.

I don't understand why I realized my feelings after he had disappeared. If only I had noticed and told him that I loved him... Would things be different now?

This afternoon, I went on a walk with Yukine. It's painful to see that he looks the exact same way he did before Yato vanished. But as we walked in total silence, I realized something.

We were always alone, even together. The one who kept all of us together was Yato. But now that he's gone, we're all just puzzle pieces of a puzzle that's gradually, slowly falling apart. A day where I won't remember these people may come.

"Let's swing by Kofuku's place. I want something to eat."

Agreeing with Yukine, we decided to go to their shop. It's been a while...

When we reach their home, I hear laughter. That's rare. I open the door.

"Kofuku-san, Daikoku-san, Yukine and I are coming in."

And when I enter the living room, the person- or should I say god- who had been missing in my life for too long was there.

I jump into his arms and hug him closely, tightly.

"Welcome home, Yato."