Maka yawned as she got out of bed. Soul was still asleep and drooling a little on his pillow. She couldn't help but giggle a little as she checked the calendar.

June 8.

Soul's eighteenth birthday.

Maka threw on her bathrobe and rushed downstairs, where she found Kristen asleep on the couch, her game controller hanging from her hand. Obviously, she'd stayed up all night playing video games.

"Kristen!" hissed Maka, shaking her. Kristen opened one eye and the pregnant woman jumped back.

If looks could kill…

"Oh, morning, Maka," Kristen yawned, sitting up. "I was just about to get up anyway. What's up?"

"Today's Soul's eighteenth birthday."

"Oh. Well, I know what he wants, but you're already doing it, so what do you need me for?"

"I was going to make him breakfast. Wanna help?"

"Sure. How about we throw him a party tonight and you can give him a private party later?"

"Great idea! Let's get started!"

Soul sat up in bed and stretched. He could smell pancakes and bacon cooking downstairs and noted that Maka's side of the bed was empty. He figured she'd probably gone downstairs to make him breakfast and headed down. Kristen was in the backyard garden and Maka was flipping a pancake by the time he got down there.

"Morning, babe," he said softly, resting his chin on Maka's shoulder.

"Soul!" she yelped, whirling around.

"That looks good."

"It's for you. Happy birthday, Soul."

"You know, all I really need for my birthday is you." He began nibbling on her neck and she let out a moan.

"Y-your sister's right out-outside!" she gasped.

"I know." He gave her a sadistic grin and bit her ear.

"S-SOUL!"

"Save it for tonight," Kristen chuckled as she came inside. Soul reluctantly let go of Maka and Kristen pointed to the dining table. "Sit there until breakfast is ready. And no, you can't have Maka for breakfast."

"All right…"

All day, Kristen and Blair prepped for the party. Maka wanted to help, but Kristen insisted she keep Soul company instead. And boy, did she! By the time Kristen came to get the guest of honor, Maka had several new hickies that were visible, as did Soul.

"Let's go before Black*Star breaks down the door," she giggled.

Sure enough, their friends entered the house and the party began.

"Thanks, guys!" Soul yelled over the music.

"NO PROBLEM, DUDE! ANYTHING FOR MY BEST FRIEND!" Black*Star yelled.

Kristen had gotten caught up in the music, her dance training from New York kicking in and attracting a lot of attention from the opposite sex. Kid ended up dragging Liz and Patti onto the dance floor with him so they could keep perverts away. Really, though, it was so he could dance near her without being accused of being a pervert.

The party went on for hours. Maka and Soul disappeared at one point, not to be seen until poor Tsugumi walked in on them… doing the nasty. They were blissfully abstinent the rest of the evening.

Now that Soul was legally an adult, Holly signed the paperwork for him to be Kristen's legal guardian, much to her daughter's delight. It was simpler that way, since Kristen had insisted on continuing to live with Soul and Maka to act as live-in babysitter once the baby was born. Also so she could spend time with Kid without a parent checking up on her. But mostly for the babysitter thingamajig.

"Hey, we got a letter!" Maka called as she walked in the house with the mail. "It's from your dad, Soul—"

Before she could finish, Soul transformed his hand to destroy the letter. Maka held it to her body so he couldn't.

"Let's at least read what it says, okay?"

She opened it and pulled out an invitation.

"'You are cordially invited to the wedding of Hayden Evans and Heather Duke on July 22.' Who's Heather Duke?"

"Daddy's mistress," Kristen muttered bitterly. "She's an awful lady. His secretary. Her boobs aren't even real."

"Dad's moving on already?" Soul snarled. "Not surprised. Hate that bastard."

"Maybe we should go," Maka mused.

"Maka!"

"He's your dad, Soul."

"I don't want anything to do with that jackass."

"Soul—"

"Besides, I know he's going to be judgmental of the fact that you and I are having a baby before marriage and it's going to get really ugly."

"Listen, I know what having daddy issues is like, but you have to try to fix things. Please. For me?" She gave him the look that always made him melt like snow.

"Okay, fine. For you."

"I'm not going," Kristen declared stubbornly.

"Oh, no. If I have to go, you have to go," Soul snapped. "Besides, I'm sure we can convince Kid to go with you."

"I hate you."

And so, in July, Soul, Maka, Kristen, Kid, and Blair headed to New York for Hayden's wedding. As Soul had predicted, Hayden didn't approve of Soul and Maka having a child out of wedlock and made a comment about abortion. Maka glared at him as he walked away with his bride-to-be.

"Hypocrite," she muttered. "Heather's pregnant too."

"Well, that's awkward!" Blair chirped, leaning against Wes. Kristen pursed her lips.

"What's even more awkward is the fact that their baby will be an aunt or uncle before it's even born," she muttered.

The wedding was a massive and fancy event, as to be expected from Hayden Evans. Several people from Soul's past were there, including girls who'd snubbed him in the past but were now interested due to his Death Scythe status. They didn't seem to understand that he was taken and not willing to end his relationship any time soon. However, unlike with Ava, Maka didn't get jealous or insecure, knowing that Soul was hers and she was carrying his child. The other girls seemed to think that Maka was a horrible option for Soul since she didn't have a musical background.

Kristen proved to be quite the capable block, however, keeping all the girls away from her brother so he could spend time with Maka.

By the time the next school year rolled around, Kristen was unwilling to leave her future sister-in-law at home by herself, but Maka insisted Kristen continue attending classes. The youngest Evans had moved up to the EAT class as a result of successful missions the previous year and was working with Kid, Liz, and Patti since her regular Meister was unavailable for missions.

Needless to say, it was an odd time for all…

I'm sorry this chapter isn't better. I have a lot going on right now, between school, Girl Scouts, and marching band, and I'm putting this story on hiatus until school's over. I'll have all summer to write and make this story great, but I can't update it once a week until then. Please don't hate me for this!

So long and thanks for all the fish!