Blood of the peach
The peach is intoxicating to demons, a simple kind gesture from the fruit gives energy, a touch can heal, and a kiss can strength But the blood, the blood of the peach, tangy, mouthwatering, addicting, and mind buzzing...the blood can do all three of the gestures to a extreme and effective rate.
If the peach is eaten that demon will gain unworldly power, if taken as a bride their clan or tribe will be prosperous. If loved, HELL will wrought.
The peach only exists in this world because a small child, clever and mischievous sneaked into the holy and forbidden forest of the longevity fruit. The peach stood out from all the other consumable and delicious berries that hung on every tree. It shined and bulged with juice that would splash and crunch from the first bite.
The child, selfish and unknowing of the forbidden act he was about to do, reached out and plucked the peach. The forest suddenly became dark and ominous the god angry at such a disrespectful and heinous act, made all the other fruits rot and fall, disgusting smells and sights reached the child's nose and eyes, terrified he ran away, the peach still in his grasp. The forest collapsed and faded away to dust leaving no trace of it's once existence.
The boy panted, staring down at the peach and shivering in fear, confusion and panic wracking through his body, quickly he threw the fruit into a nearby lake, wishing to never see it again for all the trouble that happened afterwards from first receiving it.
As the peach floated down the lake, into a river, and then a stream, a man found it, reaching out with a bright smile and running back home to his pregnant wife, giving it to her as a meal since they were so poor, looking after the family he would soon care for.
His wife ate the fruit, the first bite juicy and crunchy, soon the peach was devoured mercilessly entering the child inside her stomach's body and giving that baby girl unimaginable and unrealistic powers. Since then that peach has lived on in that babe's body. The fruit being passed on with every first daughter's birth. Forever glowing and growing.
Kagome shivered, her body swaying at the sudden cold gusts of wind, spiraling her skirt from underneath her. She pushed the films down, turning her head up to the sky and glaring at the night stars.
She had just gotten back from a night out with her friends, the group had went to a karaoke night and ended up wasted, top of the line wasted. So wasted Kagome had to leave before she ended up like them or was peer pressured into something she'd regret later. Today was her 18th birthday. That's why they had celebrated, but she never would have thought it would turn out so negatively afterwards.
Kagome held her coat tighter against her, adjusting her scarf to cover her nose. Kami it was starting to get cold, no thanks to her skirt. She quickened her pace, trying to stride home so she wouldn't have to stand outside with the harsh winter wind.
"Oh, your scent..."
Kagome froze, her back stiffening and her eyes widening. What a creepy voice...
"mhehee...you smell intoxicating..."
She whirled around, her eyes wide and full of fear.
A man stood there, his back turned sideways in a grotesque hunch, his grin curling like a tentacle, and his eyes glowing a dull and malice red.
"If i eat you...I'll gain eternal life!"
He ran forward, his mouth becoming a jagged and horrifying grin, he began laughing like a mad man, his hands outstretched ready to kill and devour...
Kagome shivered, trembling in place and too shocked to move...
'move!'...'MOVE!'
She screamed and turned back the way she was walking, sprinting forward and taking off like a bat out of hell. She panted, her scarf flying out from behind her, a weakness. The demon possessed man gripped the scarf and yanked back, sending her to halt and gripping it so it didn't choke coughed and fell back, staring up at the beast who now looked down at her, towering over her with a large grin.
"Peach..." he muttered before he jumped, planning on pouncing on the girl.
Kagome fisted her hands and held them close to her chest, squeezing her eyes shut and awaiting the pain and trauma to play...but it never came.
She opened her eyes, sweat falling from the side of her brow and a gasp escaping her lips.
A silver haired being stood in front of her, his eyes a golden opiate and his skin a tan and shining silk. His claws gleamed in the moonlight and his eyes held her stare with a firm grip. Reaching down, he helped her up, his face unreadable and body warm and strong.
"Baka." he said gruffly, pushing her bangs away from her forehead and placing a kiss there. She blushed, here eyes widening and her face heating up.
One blink...and he was nowhere in sight. She came to herself quickly, glancing around and furrowing her brows in confusion.
Hallucination...is what she settled with as she stumbled back home her body almost tripping over herself every 6th step. Thankfully she succeeded in making it to her bed, collapsing on the silken sheets and crashing out.
