So a while ago I was watching the second movie, and the scene when Kikyo gives Kagura the stone bowl of buddha, and immediately I thought "lesbians." But my mind refused to take it as a joke. I'm not ever sorry. Have some sexual tension and feudal lesbians.
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Kagura often found herself following her. The woman was eerie and solitary, her gaze ethereal, her curious spirit couldn't help but be drawn to her. Standing flushed against the trunk of a tree in the dense forest, she watched as the Priestess moved like a specter, her shinidamachū flowing in her wake. Her intrigue in this dead woman frustrated her to no end. One glance at her form, and she felt an ache in her chest where he knew her heart should be.
She'd been so caught up in her thoughts, she was too careless to hear the notching of a bow and narrow.
"Come out." A toneless voice ordered.
Kagura sighed. So much for being discreet. Stepping out of the shadows, she held her fan against her lips, and told herself that she would cut down the entire forest in one swipe if the Priestess released her arrow. Even her thoughts had no conviction. "Relax, I'm not here to fight you."
Kikyo watched the demon incarnation approach, her eyes narrowing and her grip tightening on her bow. "Your aura carries the same blackness as Naraku's. You are Kagura of the Wind, aren't you?"
"Oh, it seems I have a reputation." Kagura smirked. "But you have a reputation just the same. The dead Priestess, wandering the earth for vengeance against your murderer."
"And you are allied with my murderer." Kikyou's lip curled.
Kagura rolled her eyes and dropped her fan to her side. "Please, killing me will be of no loss or sorrow to Naraku. You're better off saving your arrows."
Kikyo's resolve remained strong. "You are not here for my life?"
"I'm not interested in your life." Kagura's expression faultered, the words leaving a bad taste on her tongue.
"Then what are you interested in?" Kikyo snapped.
Kagura paused for a long moment. "My freedom." She finally answered, her voice loosing its harsh edge. "To be free... to be an ordinary woman." She could see the way her words struck the Priestess, though she didn't know why. It was a simple wish enough. A gentle wisp of a breeze spilled between the thick grove of trees.
With strands of hair playing at the frame of her face, Kikyo lowered her bow, her chin high and the scowl falling from her lips "What an odd creature you are."
"You're one to talk."
Kikyo's eyes narrowed again. "Why have you been following me?"
Kagura shrugged. "I happened to be passing through, is all."
"No." Kikyo shook her head. "You have been following me for months, coming and going for moments at a time. You'd be foolish to think I hadn't noticed."
Kagura huffed. "Perhaps I am a fool."
"Perhaps you wanted me to notice."
"Don't be ridiculous." Kagura scoffed.
Kikyo took a daring step forward, the challenge in her eyes burning. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now."
Kagura didn't answer. In one swift movement, she opened her fan and sliced it clean through the air. Kikyo pulled back on her bow again, but didn't have the chance to release her lethal arrow before a saimyosho fell in pieces to the moss carpeted ground. Kikyo relaxed the tension on her bow again, staring at the woman in confusion.
Kagura lowered her fan. "I don't have one."