DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING NOT SOUL EATER NOT THIS PLATE OF TOCOS I'M EATING (ITS MY SISTERS BF'S)

Red eyes shot open as lightning illuminated his room. The albino groaned as blonde hair that lay across his chest moved slightly before the mob of fur made a noise.

"I've got him." Soul groaned looking at the clock beside his bed. 4:30 damn brat. His wife Maka Albarn Evans grunted her thanks having just gotten to bed an hour earlier. Careful not to jolt the bed he eased out of the room to the small bedroom at the end of the hall. The thunderstorm outside had worsen since he himself had gone to bed. Quietly he opened the door to the bedroom of his six year old son Leonardo Evans. The camll boy was his clone according to Maka. The childs smile had gotten him into trouble countless times in school. Another reason why he hated England. How had he gotten in England well that was easy. Once he had married his wife lord death decided he'd make a great European Death sythe plus his parents agreed to stop trying to kill his wife if he moved closer to home. Once the two had moved into his grandparents home Rin and the family gathered to see the newsest Evans. Soul had cried. Uncool yea but he had cried. Maka still wont let him live it down.

"Papa?" whimpered the scratchy voice of his son. He'd been crying again. He may be Soul's clone but he had his mothers traits, at least at home. He played true for his ole man during school and around strangers though.

"Scared of a little thunder I see." Soul said as he took a seat next to his son on the bed. His son's ruby red eyes flashed angrily at him.

"Im not scrared!" Leo snarled angrily.

"Sure your not." Soul laughed as another clash of thunder sounded sending the child hurtling for his open arms. Some would say Leon was a loner like his father but if you knew him you'd know both father and son were more attached to eachother than glue. Maka had once walked in on the two sleeping on the couch while an old winnie the pooh movie Soul had, (claims was his brothers) played on the tv. Leo cuddled into his fathers chest as another flash of lightning spooked him. His fathers soft laughter filled the room.

"Just like your mother. She's afraid of storms as well." he whispered as he stroked his sons white locks of hair. Maka loved brushing it, at least that's what she had told him one day during dinner.

"Really moms afraid of storms?" Leon asked skepticlly. Soul nodded causing his son to smile. Both stayed quiet a little longer with Soul drftting to sleep every now and then.

"Dad?" Leon whispered as he gently nipped his fathers shoulder. An old habit he had kept from his teething day's. A grunt of acknowledgement came from the elder albino.

"Was it hard to become a deathsyhte?" he asked curiously as he stared at his parent.

"You just need the right partner son, now the storms over go to bed you've got school tomorrow." at his son's nodd he laid him down, covered him up, and left the room for his own bed. With one last look at the clock by his bed he crawled in next to Maka and fell asleep knowing full well he'd wake again in an hour.

AN/ YES IT'S SHORT FOR A PROLAUGE BUT THATS BECAUSE THIS IS SOUL'S PART FOR THE NEXT FEW CHAPTERS LEON'S OUR MAIN CHARACTOR. FOR THOSE WHO WANTED ME TO DO A HONEY MOON DISCREPTION WAIT TILL MAKA'S CHAPTER. THANK YOU AND PLZ REVIEW.