Partners

Snowflake

It never snowed in Death City, so it was a refreshing feeling when they went to another country on an Extra-Curricular Assignment during the winter. Snow always reminded her of her Partner's hair. In his white coat, he nearly blended in with the stark colored background as his white hair swayed in the icy breeze. Normally he brought a thick black snow coat when they traveled to blizzard infested lands, but he had recently lost it somewhere in the laundry and there wasn't a chance he would find it before they had to leave.

"It's cold as fuck out here." Soul hissed, nearly sneezing his brains out from the intensity of it.

Maka leaned away from him with a playful smile as a dribble of green ran down to his lip from his pinked nose. "You should have grabbed your scarf." She nudged her elbow into his arm and proceeded to bury her reddened nose into the white scarf she had wrapped around her neck.

They had just finished extinguishing the newest kishin egg that made a living by eating innocent souls in London, England. They'd been there plenty of times before to exterminate evil souls, but it seemed as if they just kept coming. They would never stop coming, so she, Soul, and their friends back at the DWMA were always going to be around to terminate their existence.

Maka was usually first to jump to a mission that was assigned in London. She liked being in his homeland a lot, despite the fact that it gave him bitter feelings. It gave her a sense of pride to know that her Partner came from such a beautiful and important piece of Europe. She recalled he hadn't grown up in England, but she remembered that he had been born there and his Parents were living there currently in one of their many owned Manors. Soul had informed her years ago that they had homes everywhere, and the one in Reno, Nevada was where he'd lived most of his life. However, he had visited each and every single one of them and was a highly cultured and intelligent person.

He just came off as a slacker because he simply did not have the motivation to do anything.

"Do you want to borrow my scarf?" She finally gave in and asked this as the Evans boy stifled back another sneeze. He merely shook his head, however and turned away from her offer. It didn't surprise her that he would become stubborn about it, so she went ahead and pulled on her scarf anyway. "Here." She wrapped one end around his neck, and then threw the other end around her own to pull them closer together as they walked. He was surprised, but he wouldn't say anything other than a grumbled thanks under his breath. She smiled up at him and took his hand in her's. "Maybe if we're lucky, you'll get a cold and we'll have to stay with your parents an extra night."

"How the hell is that being lucky?" Soul gasped.

Maka merely laughed and decided to leave his question unanswered as they made their way down the snowflake covered street, hand in hand and boots crunching beneath them at different paces.

I've always pictured Soul to come from the UK because Evans is such an English name it hurts.
My theory is that when he became partners with Maka, he adopted/used a more american accent (since he probably would have had a British one because of his parents, and since he grew up in Reno probably he would have been around Americans enough to get a feel of the difference between the accents) to avoid telling her of his origins at first, and then he just grew into it. you feel? I like to think that he can have the British accent if he wants to but chooses not to

somethin like that

I sound stupid dont I

xoxox

P.S: Why doesn't anyone like this stuff aw im sad *loser*