Maka looked down at the two letters. The first in a flat white envelope was addressed to Soul from his brother. The second was a bright yellow envelop filled with things, covered in postage stamps and addressed to Maka from Blair. Soul smiled at her, "we have pen pals now."

"I don't think that works with your brother being related and all." Maka said and handed back his letter and began to tear into hers. "I wonder what Blair could have written that would have taken up so much space."

She finally got the back flap up and the letter, several photos and some small trinkets fell out over the bed. Maka sighed and smiled lightly. Soul laughed and gathered up some of the stuff into a little heap.

"Oh, that's why." Maka grabbed the letter up. "'Maka-chan, how are you? London is beautiful! I love it here though everyone seems to think my tail is fake. The children love me though; I want to get a new job working with small children. Our house is so big, and so pretty, that I wish I could let you see it! I took pictures and put them in there! OH! I got you some souvenirs. Share with my little scythe boy! I love and miss you two! Blair-chan!'"

"Maka, we need to frame this one." Soul said holding up an embarrassing photo of Wes Evans sleeping in an awkward position. "Maybe even have it blown up."

"Funny." She said and grabbed some of the stuff going through. "Lots of key chains, a few pencils. What's this?" Maka asked and picked up a miniature of a phone booth.

Soul took it from her, examined it quickly and flipped a small switch on the bottom. Suddenly a bright light came out the top. "Flashlight?" They shrugged simultaneously.

"Open Wes's letter." Maka said excitedly. Soul nodded quickly and skillfully just changed a finger and slid it along the top. "That's cheating…"

"No it's not, I'm a scythe." He said pulling out the single type letter. "'Baby brother. I hope you get a chance to come to London soon, our first day was so fun but keeping people from pulling on Blair's tail is a bit hard. She's also not accustomed to a maid, or the maid's pet goldfish. We managed to replace it before she found out luckily.

"'I found something to do in the off season, there's a program for under privileged musicians here, I'm going to volunteer my time teaching violin and how to read music. Maybe if you come we can play your piece for them. Write back, or call, I still have my cell phone number the same though I think Blair might have taken it. I have to go, the decorator's here. I love you, tell Maka and everyone else I said hello. Wes, PS, can you ask Shinigami-sama to please get Justin Law to stop paying uninvited visits to me? He plays his music too loudly.'"

"I guess were going to have to find a way to London now." Maka said softly and picked up another photo and smiled at it. "Look, Wes caught Blair eating the goldfish."

"My brother did always have good timing." Soul said and grabbed it and then exchanged it with another photo. "That's a big house."

"Wow, it's so pretty!" Maka said looking at the three story Victorian. She glanced down and saw something unusual. She grabbed the picture and instantly was caught up in it. "This we need to hang up."

"That… That's sweet, in the romantic way." Soul took the photo and flipped it over. "'Maid-san took it! Isn't it cute?! We have a big one in our living room! Blair-chan!'"

"Let's go stick it on the fridge." Maka said and stood up moving the photo to one hand and grabbing Soul's hand with the other. She walked foreword slowly, Soul moved after her walking a step behind her avoiding the mess everywhere. They enter the kitchen and Maka dropped his hand and stuck the photo on the fridge under a small skull shaped magnet.

"That's so cute…" Maka muttered quietly and fondly. She touched the corner of it making it straight on the fridge. Without thinking Maka blurted out "I'd love to have one cute defining moment like that."

Soul quickly grabbed her hand quickly, spun her and put another hand at her waist. He smiled at her and leaned their foreheads together. "We can do cute too. I think we can do it better actually."

"That's because we're kids so we get an automatic cuteness factor." She smiled softly. Their eyes met in the silence of the room. "It's unfair comparing us to them, they don't stand a chance."

Soul's hand left her and traveled up her arm to the back of her neck. He pulled her close with a gentle motion. Their lips floated barely a breath away from each other. "We are so much cuter."

They met quickly and their head slid, Maka's landing on his shoulder and his stretching over hers. Their hands went out and grasped each other. Soul began humming his earlier composition and they began slow dancing in their kitchen.

The picture on their fridge had lost its lust to them. There in a small rectangle was Wes and Blair in some random dimly lit room. Wes had one hand around Blair's neck and the other was hold her hand. There foreheads were together, they were both smiling happily. Their eyes were now permanently met like Maka and Soul's had. The only real difference was Blair's tail was busy knocking over some vase.