A/N Hey guys sorry for the late update. I've been busy. Packing up and getting ready for the long drive to Tacoma, Washington. Exciting, yet sad. I'm going to miss the people in Round Rock. If your one of my friends at like school or something then, I will miss you! I'll be driving up there with my dad so no updates for a while, especially while I get settled in. Expect a week at least.

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater

Soul's POV

Wow, okay. Did not expect that. Maka, marrying my brother? Why? My dad would never do anything unless it would help better him and his company. So why? What's so special about Maka?

"Wesley Evans? Did I hear you correctley?" I asked her in disbelief.

"Ya. Why, you know him?" She was joking, but she didn't know just how right she was. Should I tell her? She would probably find out anyways, seeing as how she was married to my brother. Isn't this the part in those teen drama's where the main character says something like; no, I won't tell her! I want her to like me, not because I am the brother of her beloved, but because I am me! I pondered that for a moment.

"Yep, he's my brother." She stared at me with shock written all over her face. Her jaw was hanging open slightly. "Close that or you will catch flies. Allow me to introduce myself properly. My name is Soul Eater Evans." I smiled when her eyes widened.

"They-they didn't say anything about a brother! It was just Wes!" She sounded angry. Well, maybe it would have been better if I hadn't said anything.

"Ya, to be honest, I would have been shocked if they had mentioned me. I'm the black sheep of the flock. When Wes was trained in classical violin, I tought myself the guitar. When Wes was learning ballroom dancing, I learned skateboarding. I am opposite of Wesley Evans in every way, aside from looks. Of course, I also know the basics of ballroom dancing and can play the piano."

"Wow, okay, well, there's a life story for ya. So Wes looks like you?" She asked,

"Yep, almost exactly. I just have these." And with that I gave her a huge, toothy smile. Then something occured to me. "Haven't you met him before?" Maka's look darkened.

"No. I haven't. That's the reason I am so against this marriage. And from what you told me, he sounds stuck up and I don't think I would want to meet him."

"Aw, don't be like that. If you tell him that, he'll kill me for ruining his image!"

"Hey! You did ruin his image!"

"Ya, but that doesn't mean that he has to know!"

"Arghh! Why are you so difficult?!"