Angels & Demons
In the little hospital many years ago there was a very memorable birth. The birth wasn't memorable because of the mother, but because of the child. The doctors and nurses whispered in horror to each other as the tiny child of Mogami Saena emerged with her tiny tail and wrapped in her own little leathery wings. When her first cries of birth emitted from her little lungs her form instantly turned to human form. Mogami Saena didn't hate her child... She was terrified of her. This thing was not what she had expected; she wanted her baby, but... this was not a baby, so she left the small female child with the Fuwa family to take as their own and raise.
Little Fuwa Shotaro had learned early on in his young life not to allow Kyoko-chan to touch him. He wasn't afraid of her, but he did notice when he allowed her to touch him, even casually, he felt tired and sick. Like something had completely removed all energy that he had. She was cute and she did smell really good, but she made him feel uncomfortable at that age. So... even when she cried and caused the lights to flicker in the ryokan, he would not comfort or, go near her. It was just too dangerous in his young mind. He tried to tell his parents so many times, but they always brushed it off and scolded him for his overactive imagination.
The adorable little raven haired girl, ran to the little bank of the creek hidden in the brush and trees crying and there she saw him. His beautiful hair shined like diamonds and his grey feathered wings ruffled in the breeze. He turned his dazzling green eyes to her in surprise.
"Are you a fairy?" She asked excitedly as her leathery little wings unfolded behind her and her slender little tail whipped out from behind her.
Little Kuon nodded in shock. She's kinda like me. He thought to himself and smiled. He nodded, then reveled in the joy of finding the only other rare little individual in the world like him.
For two weeks, the little demon and the little fallen angel would play in the little forest by the stream. They would laugh, they would jump and fly and they would tell each other stories. In the end he would have to leave with his unsuspecting father, hide his wings once again and she would have to go back to the Fuwa's and hide her true form also. To remember him, little Kuon would give to her his special stone, the stone that he kept to take away all of the pain he had from hiding and lying to others. The lying that was causing him to fall, dragging him into other sins at such a young age. The sins of envy, jealousy, anger, hatred and greed. Envy and jealousy from the desires to just be a normal child. The anger and hatred at others for their ways of treating him for being his father's son and not living up to their expectations. Finally the greed he had for the attention of his father that he felt he was not getting. He gave her his precious stone because she had no father like he did and her mother hated or, feared her. He wasn't sure what he would have become had his parents done the same. They then parted ways.
He had to take her to Tokyo. He knew that it was only a matter of time before other boys found out how special she was. There was something about her and he just couldn't put his young finger on it. She still smelled so good. When they finally got there and he started to live out his dream, away from her. Her effect lingered. He had to get away from her. She was so plain compared to the other girls that were after him, it didn't matter that she loved him unconditionally at the time. So when she heard him talking to Shoko Aki he thought nothing of it. Good riddance. At least until he went home to their apartment later and her scent lingered. She was like a drug that he was having withdrawals from and he couldn't find her. There was a hole left and he wanted to fill it. Too bad he had to go and piss off a demon...
She knew who he was the moment she saw him. His diamond glittering hair in the moonlight and his stunning, now black wings. The pain from the denial of her mother, forced her to forget herself and her leathery wings spread, her elegant horns revealed themselves on her head and her long thin tail whipped out. She howled in her unholy demonic shriek as the fires of her agony burned her clothing into something a little more risqué, something that a lover from hell would wear. She flew to him in agony and flung herself into his arms.
"CORN!" She cried out as she wrapped herself around him.
He took her into his arms knowing what she was, knowing what he was. A succubus and a fallen angel, comforting each other. Giving and taking from each other without causing the other harm.