As the dust settled, Kaguya ignored the helping hand offered to her, but as the princess looked up at the person who had crashed into her, Kaguya's annoyance faded as she was met with the angelic, apologetic face of a beautiful, beautiful woman.
As Byakuren meditated in the dim candlelight, breaths steady and legs folded beneath her, Kaguya observed her from the shadows.
As Kaguya traced the face of the sleeping woman next to her, she fervently prayed to every god she knew that this too would not be another futile attempt at love.
Temple life was never erratic, yet somehow with Byakuren, Kaguya never felt the dull ache of boredom.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered as the other woman broke down in front of her, "but I no longer love you."
Kaguya's skin, Byakuren reflected, was as pale as and as soft as silk.
Byakuren held Kaguya's arm tightly and laughed with excitement as the taller woman cracked her whip and sent the bull flying, pulling them and the cart behind it.
Kaguya traced the faded scars on Byakuren's wrist and listened as the nun told her, in a shaking voice, about the monks that had sealed her in Makai.
Byakuren stared in amazement as Kaguya's broken ribs mended themselves right under her hand.
"You," Kaguya said into thick brown hair, "are the most precious of the entirety of my impossible treasures."
11. odds and ends
Byakuren raised her eyebrow at spotting Kaguya's rather questionable odds and ends in Eientei's storage room.
Kaguya was not at all surprised that Byakuren tasted like tea.
Byakuren's hands twisted the plain bedspread between her hands as Kaguya grinned wickedly and moved faster.
Kaguya hid her irritated frown with her long, pink sleeve as the loud yamabiko interrupted her and Byakuren.
Byakuren's soothing voice worked better on Kaguya than any of Eirin's medicines could.
No matter how many times they fought over it, Kaguya could never see youkai on the same level as humans, let alone Lunarians.
"If it pleases you," Byakuren said, blushing.
Sometimes Kaguya would wish that Byakuren would be a little pushier, even though she enjoyed the nun's calm demeanor.
"I realized," Byakuren said softly, "that you can never be truly alive unless you can truly die."
Kaguya had never slept with a nun before.
Kaguya had a small birthmark right at the small of her back, and Byakuren would always kiss it going up or down the taller woman's body.
Byakuren's murmured chants would always lull Kaguya into a calm, peaceful trance.
Before, Kaguya would always be devious, unreliable in relationships – however, loving the honest, gentle nun had turned her into a bumbling, idiotic fool.
Although Byakuren had been locked away in Makai and Kaguya hidden in the Bamboo Forest of the Lost, the two could now explore the present, together.
Kaguya gaped, forgetting her etiquette when Byakuren told her that she only had one meal a day.
Byakuren's gaze trailed over Kaguya's bare form, thinking of how much the other woman's body was just like porcelain – pale, perfect, breakable.
When it was cold (and even when it wasn't), Kaguya would wear the white scarf that Byakuren had hand-knitted for her.
Byakuren ignored Kaguya's childish pouting as she went to greet the newest temple visitor.
It was rare to see Kaguya blush, but when she did, Byakuren would always love the way how light pink would color the other woman's cheeks.
Kaguya thought that the way Byakuren moved was far more graceful than any noble she had met.
Being with Byakuren further cemented the thought that Kaguya truly belonged on the Earth.
Looking for a bite to eat, Shou entered the kitchen and choked in surprise, interrupting Kaguya and Byakuren.
Living in the Bamboo Forest of the Lost, Kaguya was so far away from Byakuren's reach… until the nun remembered that she could fly.
Byakuren couldn't understand how Kaguya had such difficulty with commitment.
Despite Byakuren (admittedly half-hearted) protests, Kaguya insisted that taking off their clothes was the ideal way to beat the heat.
Though it took much time and effort, Byakuren had learned to see through Kaguya's aristocratic veneer.
Watching Byakuren twirl among the colorful, falling leaves took Kaguya's breath away.
Hugging a panicked, sweaty Kaguya to her chest, Byakuren gently scolded her for taking those Nightmare Butterfly pills just because she was bored.
"That's ridiculous, Byakuren, I cannot catch any manner of illness at all, let alone a mere cold," Kaguya said primly before sneezing.
40. good riddance
"Good riddance," Kaguya muttered to Byakuren as Nue finally left the room, earning a reproachful slap on the arm.
Why say goodbye to her, Kaguya thought, when she had all the time in the world?
Byakuren knew that while Kaguya's body remained pristine and untouched, her mind was far from unscarred.
43. last dance
Bathed in the light of the full moon, Kaguya lowered her lips to meet Byakuren's while they had their last dance before the new year.
Byakuren nearly had a heart attack when she first saw Kaguya visit her in nothing but burnt and ripped clothing.
Kaguya loved change, thirsted for it, but the only constant she wanted in her life was the steady beating of Byakuren's heart.
"It's hardly proper to refer to youkai as monsters," Byakuren admonished as she frowned at Kaguya.
Byakuren folded her arms disapprovingly upon learning of Kaguya's new hobby that she had picked up from that puppeteer.
Byakuren loved running her fingers through Kaguya's shiny, luscious, long hair.
The minute Kaguya had laid eyes on Byakuren's body, she had intended to seduce the nun from the start.
Camping was something Kaguya had never tried before, and her eagerness to try this new thing was further compounded by the fact that it would be just her and Byakuren.
As the years went by, Kaguya never stepped foot outside of Eientei except to visit the Myouren Temple's graveyard.
Despite Byakuren's attentive smile, Kaguya knew that the nun wasn't very interested in hearing about the machines of the moon.
Byakuren held her hand up against Kaguya's chest, stopping the other woman from leaning forward, and asked, "Where exactly are you heading with this?"
"Anywhere, anywhere at all," Kaguya said before capturing Byakuren's lips, "just not nowhere."
Though she could appreciate the zen atmosphere it provided, Byakuren didn't think that a giant grove of bamboo really counted as a garden.
56. I know
Byakuren knew the feelings that Kaguya had for her, but wished sometimes that she would say it out loud every once in a while.
Curiously, Kaguya took the broom from an encouraging Byakuren and gave it an experimental sweep, only for the dust gathered on the temple floor to blow up in her face.
Sometimes Byakuren would wake and wonder if last night's events were just a dream, but she was always assured when she turned to her side and saw a relaxed Kaguya sleeping heavily into the day.
As a Buddhist, Byakuren believed that many things could change her destiny – and that Kaguya was definitely one of the most important ones.
At the end of every spring, Byakuren would ask Kaguya to come with her to the Hakurei's cherry blossom viewing festival.
Kaguya shivered pleasureably as Byakuren's low sigh caressed her long neck…
… and she continued to let her fingertips ghost up and down Byakuren's soft thighs.
Even though she knew that Kaguya would inevitably start to stray along the way, Byakuren would always be waiting for her to return.
Nazrin knew it was a bad idea to let Byakuren know that her Lunarian lover lived in a giant, wealthy mansion with countless voluptuous bunny girls in short skirts at her every beck and call.
Byakuren tried her best to resolve the horribly violent feud between Mokou and Kaguya… much to the surprisingly feverish protests from both sides.
After sending off a floating lantern into the river every Obon festival, Byakuren would not cry, but instead allowed herself to be comforted in Kaguya's embrace.
Looking up at the other woman, long strands of black hair draping down on either side of the nun's head, Byakuren panted and flushed as a foreign feeling – desire – coursed through her entire body.
Byakuren, as a steadfast nun, desired nothing but to be free from mortal pleasures – and then Kaguya came into her life.
"I haven't celebrated my birthday for over a millennium," Kaguya whispered to an understanding Byakuren as long-forgotten feelings welled up in the princess's eyes as tears.
Byakuren loved when Kaguya would walk with her during the nightly rains, the small drops of water like shining stars in the midnight sky of the princess's dark hair.
Kaguya silently berated herself for not warning Byakuren about Eirin's workrooms as she tried to explain the contents to the horrified nun.
"It is not as amazing as it seems," Kaguya said bitterly to Byakuren when the latter questioned her about outer space.
When Byakuren asked about how Kaguya came to live in Gensokyo, the former princess whitewashed the details of her crimes and cruelty because she didn't want to tarnish her image in the nun's eyes.
Despite Eirin's company and the frantic activities of the Inaba, Kaguya felt alone without Byakuren's presence around.
As a fretting Byakuren laid another wet cloth on the youkai's forehead, Kaguya knew she should feel horrible for the fact that she was more jealous that somebody else was now the center of the motherly nun's attention than she was sympathetic to the unconscious youkai.
Byakuren graciously accepted the letter, all elegant calligraphy painted on quality bamboo sheets and sealed with fine red wax, as Reisen apologized for her princess's absence.
77. phone call
"Even though Lady Yasaka claimed that this is a much more efficient way to communicate," Byakuren spoke into the strange handheld device, "I still very much prefer to receive your letters."
During some evenings, the temple goers would sometimes see a beautiful, black-haired woman plucking the strings of an elaborately carved koto while the head nun chanted.
Byakuren welcomed silence, while Kaguya wanted nothing but to avoid it.
"Cards are not really in my area of expertise," Kaguya admitted as she unwrapped her sarashi and handed it to an amused Byakuren, both players blushing slightly, "but I do play a rather mean game of mahjong."
The whole temple was in a craze of creativity for weeks as Byakuren's enthusiasm at Kaguya's suggestion of an emblem-making contest for the Buddhists' temple quickly spread (and much to everybody's surprise, Kogasa won).
During the months before the exiled Lunarian and the saintly nun made their relationship official, neither the occupants of the temple nor the inhabitants of Eientei would dare to address the extremely blatant elephant in the room.
To everybody's surprise, it was Byakuren who would often act upon her desire to monopolize Kaguya's time.
Byakuren squeezed Kaguya's hand tighter, finally realizing that Gensokyo, the foreign land of fantasy, was now her reality.
Kaguya thought that Byakuren was the epitome of serenity – which was quite a feat, considering that the princess lived in the mansion of eternity.
"Before I was imprisoned in Makai, men used to suck the marrow out of boiled beef bones for food," Byakuren told Kaguya, who, with a wry smile, replied that at present youkai still ate humans, bones and all.
87. chalk dust
"Please do try not to inhale Eirin's powders; they're not exactly chalk dust, you see."
Kaguya quickly withdrew her hurt hand from the surface of Byakuren's Sorcerer's Sutra Scroll and cradled it, remarking that she wouldn't be adding that to her collection of impossible treasures.
Kaguya closed her eyes contentedly from the feeling of Byakuren's brushstrokes inking her smooth, pale back with Buddhist sutras.
Kaguya would be the first to admit that Lunarians – including herself – weren't perfect, and Byakuren would be the first to admit that – at least to her – Kaguya was.
"Of course it is but a mere rumor – I am a Buddhist nun, after all," Byakuren told Aya.
Byakuren made sure to warn Murasa never ever to let Kaguya ever drive the Palanquin Ship ever.
Now whenever their princess was missing, Eirin and Reisen knew that she wouldn't be in the bamboo forest fighting the Fujiwara, but with the nun at the Myouren Temple.
94. full moon
Kaguya learned to be paranoid with Eirin when the full moon appeared, but eventually she learned to appreciate it for its beauty with Byakuren.
95. new direction
Their relationship would take both of their lives into an entirely new direction, and both Kaguya and Byakuren looked forward to whatever may come.
Much to Kaguya's amusement, Byakuren no longer jumped in shock when the Lunarian tried to surprise her with a little skinship here and there.
Kaguya traced Byakuren's lips with her thumb, and marveled at how the nun could maintain her soft beauty despite her lifestyle.
At times, when the light hit in just the right way, Byakuren would notice how Kaguya's eyes looked a deep red instead of dark brown.
Byakuren smiled indulgently, adhering to the Lunarian's latest whim and letting Kaguya trace the lines of her palm.
"The Inaba are youkai, yes, but I do not use them as slaves," Kaguya tried to explain to an unamused Byakuren, "I use them as pets instead."
Byakuren managed to stick to her principles and ward off Kaguya's increasingly persuasive attempts to get her to drink sake at the festivals.
The Myouren temple was a haven to many – Kaguya now included.
Byakuren had thought that drowning in the depths of another's eyes was just a romantic figure of speech – until she looked straight into Kaguya's.
After the first incident with that stupid tengu's newspaper, Nazrin took it upon herself to scout out and destroy any cameras hidden in Byakuren's room.
Reisen smiled to herself when she saw her princess sharing the Fire Rat's Robe with Byakuren.
Before long, Kaguya could beckon Byakuren to bed without much persuasion.
Kaguya can say for sure that Byakuren's gradient hair was, indeed, natural.
"What am I to you?"
"You are my one thing. You are my nothing. You are my everything."
AN: okay fine technically it's 111 sentences. whatever. anyways, i think this pairing totally makes sense and it's the best crack pairing ever – the possibly most hated girl in the fandom (besides the watatsuki sisters) and the possibly most loved girl in the fandom. and i actually have another few fics in the works detailing what I think makes them perfect together (actually it's about how they aren't perfect together and that in itself makes them perfect together) and ahhhh this is my crack otp. it's kinda hard to portray both their personalities sufficiently using just one sentence per word, but meh… anyways, i'd like some feedback, even if it is just to criticize me for my horrible un-beta'd sentence structures. or horrible taste in pairing. or horrible characterization. uho.
108 IS SYMBOLIC D: