Prompt: "It's daytime, you better have a good reason for waking me up while the sun is still shining."
note: some details are kept vague for a possible future fic. Apologies.
If she hadn't left, Vincent wouldn't have bothered, but he couldn't exactly summon her like he used to. Not without risking the possibility of exposing his relationship with his otherworldly servant to the entire bloody polite society. He may not have much of love for his gentle-hearted wife, but he still cared for her as she was the mother of his children.
He just rather his wife to be someone else.
Just the same he dare not hurt her and cripple his reputation further in the polite society. Even he wasn't that cruel.
His eyes slid down, as he patted on icy cobblestones and minded his trousers from the damp mud, "Are you there, my dear one?" Vincent would have to fix his shoes later, he thought absently.
Vincent didn't wait long.
Rumbling of water echoed from the depth, and he sighed at the distorted voice that followed, "It is daytime, I certainly hope you have a good reason for waking me up when the sun is still shining, milord."
Cracking a grin Vincent rose to his feet and straightened his jacket, "Would it be too petty to say I desired to see your beautiful face again, my love?"
A body rose from the depth with her claws scarring deep into the stones as black liquid was forming familiar features. Vincent sighed when he saw the face of his beloved, but reminded himself to keep his hands to himself. Straightening her long sleeves and settling onto the worn stacked stones, the woman eyed the earl, "Oh, really? If that is true, then I'm returning to my slumber." She shifted to jump back into the black hole of a depth.
Vincent hurried to stop her leap, "No, no, my dear Kagome. I do have another reason, but goodness!" He clenched against his chest, "Your words cut deep! Do you not desire to see me as well?"
She paused and then gave him a considering look, gripping on her billowing sleeve, "I didn't care for the sun. And I care for your attempt to be unfaithful even less. You knew this, milord." Kagome paced toward her master, the long tail of her kimono dragging behind, "What is it you need?"
"Tch! Yet, we bonded quite thoroughly in the past and you were the fault for my marriage to the wife I did not want." Vincent lamented. While he did not resent his sons, it wasn't rare for him to dream of what could have been had he marry the one who kept his heart.
Circling around the man Kagome scoffed, "Such is the way of the cruel society you grew up in. It fell to me to keep your reputation intact, you silly earl." She pressed herself against his slim frame, "And I cannot provide you children being as I am. Regardless," At Vincent's grimace, she tilted her head, "What is it you need of me? You failed to answer my question, milord."
He palmed over his heart, where his contract with the she-beast burned onto his skin like a searing brand. Vincent smiled, in spite of pain "I have a need for you to destroy the pests trawling around my home, my love."
Kagome paused, before a wicked smile slid on her pale face, "Oh? Is that an order, milord?"
"It is my command." Vincent chuckled, his fingers brushing against her winter-touched cheek. His eyes softened and warmed at the ghastly creature.
A knife-sharpened laughter fled from her red lips Kagome was delighted, "As you wish."