Hi there! Man, it's been so long since I've updated and I'm really sorry for that. March was just a really tough month and my laptop had some issues, but now I'm back.

-I wanted to say thanks to all of the GUESTS- and of course all of you that have followed and favorited ;)- who have read and commented on this, I wish I was able to contact each of you, but really thanks so much for the kind words.

-Also, I know Yato has a flip phone at the beginning of Noragami and then later he has a smartphone, so I'm just making it that he has always had a smartphone (If you read Gekkan Shojo manga, I feel like chapter 61 right now and it's so funny).

-This chapter contains some headcanons and I've changed a few things, but nothing too drastic. Next chapters will get into more serious territory. Also, I know I said this story would be a few chapters, but now I'm just going with the flow, so we'll see how it goes.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NORAGAMI

P.S. Did you guys read chapter 53? Ah man, my second Noragami ship feels!

( FFNet does not let me do the "at" symbol so instead I'll be using "**")

[PART III- FOLLOWER; BECKONING CAT]

"Um...Hiyori...what is this?"

"Your...shinki?"

Sighing, Yato looked up at the ayakashi and then back at the girl who currently wrung her hands together. He sighed, "You know Hiyori...there's a difference between ayakashi and shiki. And this," he said as he pointed to the globular monster, "...is an ayakashi."

Her brows rose and she let out a high pitched, "Eh?!"

The ayakashi moved at her high-pitched tone and he grabbed her wrist. "You better run if you want to live."

She quickened her pace and he sighed out, "You did this all because I said I needed a shinki, huh?" Before she could respond, he added, "Well, there's not much I can do right now since I don't have one."

They continued to run and he couldn't help but think that she was either reckless- more so than himself and yes...he'd admit he was reckless, but only internally- or she was just really proactive and dedicated on fixing her condition. Ah, that's right! Looking at her tail that swished behind her, he remembered that he still had to tell her something...and it would only make her freak out more about her phantasmal condition.

That was when his keen eyes saw it. It looked like a white speck- like snow descending upon the earth. Surprisingly, it was an untainted spirit. A teen...that was troublesome, but he had no choice. He claimed the shinki and told Hiyori to gain some distance from the ayakashi and himself.

Images flooded his mind and as he held the naked blade in his hand and looked at the hilt that was wrapped in bandages, for a moment he saw them stained red- bandages trying to hide the evidence and bruises hid under long sleeves. He blinked and the images was gone, but his throat felt raw and his hands shook slightly.

He took a breath and made his advance.

They say that lives are made up of encounters that form a person's path. Meetings between individuals are like a mosaic. Every encounter adds a new piece to the mosaic- some pieces are larger and colors vary, but it comes together.

Gods often talk of fate and destiny, and Yato is no different...but he thinks that the world is currently playing a joke on him because since meeting one human, he hasn't been able to catch his breath. He is the god, and yet he's running around trying to keep up with a half-phantom human girl. It's laughable, and yet here he is and he can't help but wonder once again if she is reckless or just really motivated.

…...

"Were you paying attention, Yato?"

He'd been rolling a toothpick between his teeth when he heard her voice and his thoughts were interrupted. Ruffling his hair and feeling bad for having ignored her for so long, he gave her his attention and took the toothpick from his mouth. Huffing, she responded, "I was telling you that I thought of a good way for you to maybe get some more jobs."

Yato looked over at her and then just off to her side at Yukine. The boy was eating vigorously from the bentos she'd brought over- and in hindsight Yato thought that maybe they were bribes so he'd finally nail him down to ask how he was planning on fixing her. The blond shinki looked up, their gazes briefly locked and the boy wrinkled his nose in distaste. Yato felt both insulted and devastated- if he thought getting his previous shinki to obey him was an arduous task, well the difficulty level had just increased. Yukine was a teen in that rebellious stage after all….dammit.

When he looked at Hiyori once again, she had a smile on her face that indicated that she had seen the exchange and felt bad. Yato grimaced and grabbed the other bento and dug in feverishly,"So what did you have in mind?" he asked with food filling his mouth.

There was a brief silence and blinking, she said, "Let me see your smartphone."

"Why?" he asked dragging out the word as he narrowed his eyes in suspicion. She already had his number and called quite often nagging him to fix her condition, so he really didn't want to hand it over and see what she would do with it.

She laughed and put up her hands, "Come on, I'm not going to do anything bad!"

"How?"

"W-what?"

"How are you going to get me more jobs?"

Her eyes seemed to gleam then and she replied, "Twitter."

The name seemed familiar and so he pulled out his phone from his jersey pocket, unlocked it, and handed it over hesitantly."We'll make you an account and you can make posts. If you link them with certain hashtags, people will be able to see them and then maybe you'll get more jobs."

Yato leaned back onto the shrine steps- they were currently at Tenjin's place and something about using the old man's place to lounge brought a wicked smile to Yato's face- and closed his eyes as Hiyori began to tap away at the screen keys.

Truthfully, he hadn't been sleeping too well these past few nights. When he had first come to this shrine with Yukine, he had stayed up and waited for Yukine to go to sleep. Yukine didn't like the dark and Yato understood the fear he felt, and so sometimes he'd just ramble so Yukine could hear a voice. Yato understood... if Yukine hated the dark, then Yato hated silence- it was suffocating, consuming...and lonely.

When Yukine would fall asleep, then Yato would follow. The brat was ungrateful, but still... Yato chose him and when he claimed Yukine he supposes he made a promise: he would not forsake him. They were both so similar and their pain had the same source.

He'd decided on that and so now he had this shinki and girl for company. He didn't really know how he felt about it...it wasn't bad, but he still didn't know what to do about Hiyori.

He had told her that he couldn't do anything without a shinki as an excuse, but now that he had one, what could he say? Both she and Yukine knew he was an unconventional god- Yukine was just a bit more vocal about it and Yato felt his eyebrow twitch in irritation.

He didn't understand it. When they met, he didn't have a shrine or shinki and recklessly she had gone to look for a shinki instead of giving up on him. He knew it...he knew that he was lacking and so he wondered...how much longer until she would realize it and leave?

It was a matter of time...the tapping he heard now would only be from his fingers. Things would be like they always were. He was a god suited to be alone.

'You are a god who only knows how to take- remember that, Yaboku.'

'But, I accept you as you are.'

The tapping of phone keys continued and he could hear Hiyori and Yukine talking. Something the boy said made her laugh and the constant noise- a steady tapping and melodious, light laugh- was lulling him to sleep when he felt a sharp sting on his nape. He shot up and Hiyori turned to him in surprise. Yato turned to Yukine and noticed the pink dusting his cheeks.

"You know Yukine...god and shinki are linked. If you think something inappropriate or do something bad, I'll know."

The boy's face reddened and he didn't make a response. Hiyori seemed confused and he looked at the shinki once more. He was a teenager and his hormones were running rampant, the thought that this would happened often made him feel awkward and that he was attracted to Hiyori...well…

"Hiyori! You know men are beasts, right?" He saw the boy jump.

She cocked her head to the side in thought and then responded, "Well, my mother always told me that...and that there were people in society who were lazy and useless," she smiled at the last part and Yukine chortled.

Yato grit his teeth getting the hint, "Well don't be so open then!"

"What?"

"Nevermind." Seriously though, he hadn't thought about it, but this girl seemed to be perfectly at ease with them...he decided she was too carefree. Nodding to himself, he decided that's what it was.

"Anyway, I finished," she said as she shoved his phone into his face.

He looked at his profile with a scrunitizing eye and then asked, "Hiyori...how come you're making me sound so desperate?"

A smile quickly spread on her face and she covered her mouth trying to stifle her laughter, but off to her side, Yukine laughed without remorse.

"It suits you doesn't it, Yato?" said Yukine.

Yato got up and tried to grab at Yukine with Hiyori in between them and she just laughed. He stilled as he watched her and then she turned to look at him and said, "I'm your first follower, just so you know."

His breath stilled and he choked out a, "W-what?"

She grabbed his phone and made some swipes and then motioned to the screen. "See, that's me. I'm your first follower and I've also made it so that you can follow me."

He grabbed at his phone and then looked at her picture. He started laughing when he saw a super muscled, shirtless man. "Why do you have this as your picture, everyone is going to think that you're this guy."

Yukine got up and then looked over Yato's shoulder, "Who is that Hiyori?"

"That's the great Touno! Master mixed martial artist. No one would think that's me. I just put it because I'm a fan!"

"Kind of creepy having that dude for your picture."

Yukine nodded in reply and she puffed her cheeks and pulled out her smartphone and began swiping at the screen. Moments later his phone vibrated and he saw her new updated picture.

"Better," he muttered.

She nodded vigorously and then looking at her phone, said, "My mom is going to be home early today so I should get going."

He nodded and Yukine saw her off. He watched as her back disappeared and muttered, "First follower, huh? ...wouldn't that be nice."

It was a nice thought.

Looking back at his phone screen he looked at his own picture and quirked a brow, "A crown, huh?"

"What?" said Yukine as he joined his side.

"Nothing...let's go into town to find some work."

"Seriously!?"

"You've got to work to eat, Yukine."

"Says the god who gets his food from a teenage girl."

His lips thinned and then he gave Yukine a push to move forward, "Don't make it sound so weird!"

The day had been unproductive and they returned when night fell to the shrine. Yukine tried to make himself comfortable on the concrete in front of the shrine while he grumbled. Yato tried to pay no attention to the, 'What kind of god has no shrine?' that was constantly being uttered, and sat a bit ways off from Yukine.

"Yukine," he whispered. The boy only mumbled in response. "You cold?"

"Nuh-uh."

"Got to sleep...I'll be here," he said and then laid on his back. He pulled out his phone. It had been buzzing in his jersey jacket earlier and pulling it out, he could see that his Twitter account had sent him notifications. There was only one person he followed, so he scanned through the messages.

The first went something a bit like this: Touno's arm lock right out of a fireman's carry gets the win! #GreatTouno #GodTouno.

Touno...the guy she had as her picture...looking at the last hashtag on that post, Yato narrowed his eyes and harrumphed.

The second message caught his attention: **Yato** look who I saw today! #Majesty

It was followed by a picture of Majesty in the front yard of a home.

A smile crept up to his face and his fingers were already typing a response, when he stopped and locked his phone screen.

He felt his phone vibrate once more and touched the screen with his fingertips, but didn't unlock it. Each vibration was a link to her world, a link to her and he wasn't sure if he wanted to know more about her...or rather he felt that someone like him didn't deserve to, but still he looked at the notification light blinking on his phone.

Unforeseen variables were introduced into his life and he wasn't sure if they fit- he wasn't sure if they would be allowed to fit. It was best to keep things simple. He was a god and he'd do things at his own pace; he couldn't lose sight of his goal.

He wondered how to turn Twitter notifications off and laid his phone by his side, and then closed his eyes preparing for sleep to take him.

Post saved as draft: **Hiyori** I think I'm a better god-

She was a beckoning cat of sorts and things were starting to change...piece by piece the mosaic was coming together.

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