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Soul's supposed to be doin' a lot of things now. He's supposed to be working on his homework and actually getting it done for once. He's supposed to be makin' dinner for when Crona comes over sooner or later. Then there's that stupid chore list Maka left him with 'coz he lost a bet with her.

He's not really doing any of that. He'd stuck one of his brother's recordings on the turnstile and crashed on the couch with some 'required reading', but ended up falling asleep with the book as a lightshield for his face, rather than something even being read.

....oops?

Really now, whatever had he been doing last night to leave him so tired?

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Soul has no objections to that method of waking him up. He grins into the kiss, and tries to pull Crona down with him. Better than having to get up!

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There'd be enough space for Crona to get -lost- in the couch, let alone share it with Soul.

"Don't mind it," Soul says, and kisses him again, reassuringly. He'd been having bum dreams, anyway.

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Soul's content with no talking, for a couple minutes at least. His mind tends to wander when there's silence, and eventually something has to bubble out, whether or not he's really looking for it to.

"I ever tell you about this record?"

It's his most played and worn down of them all.

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"A guy named Wes Evans did it. Unofficial recording, very rare, you wouldn't really hear an instrument alone like this except at a performance. They all say he's a musical genius."

Pause.

"He's my brother."

He's sort of flat-toned about all of this.

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Soul blinks as if he's suddenly realized how he sounded, and laughs in a sort of embarassed way. "Haha, no, I love him - an' if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been allowed to the school."

His family's just complicated. But he ain't gonna complain about family to -Crona- of all people.

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"I dunno," Soul says. He really doesn't know what's goin' on in his head right now, and he hates that, when he can't catch what his own thoughts are twisting around.

"I guess I'm askin', do you recognize the song that's on now?"

The Meditation of Souls, the song he'd played through his piano and Arachne's spider-webs, the song Maka had transmitted to the world, their entwined abilities playing the insanity out of the world.

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"Yeah," Soul says. "I guess that song coming on kinda got me thinking."

He's not even sure how to explain this, man.

"I don't like playing for people. I don't play very well. I had to do it then, though. I've only played twice because I wanted to, and that was for important people. I guess what I'm sayin' is, I don't like that you haven't heard me play for real, 'coz you're just as important."

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"It's a little scary, though," Soul confesses. "I really am no good at it."

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Soul blinks and pauses at that, before smiling.

"Yeah, I guess."

Clearly that was the right thing to say, Crona.

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So it's late enough that hardly anyone is in the actual school proper now. For once, Soul is staying overtime on purpose - he ain't got a piano at home, and he promised to play for Crona, but he's not gonna do it for anyone else.

He's sitting on the piano bench, just staring at the instrument, as he waits for Crona to arrive.

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It's not exactly a proper music room, but it has enough to float them by for their current needs.

If he'd been kept waiting for long, he's not really aware of it. He loses time when he's fiddling about and being nervous about playing music. Maybe he's been here for five minutes, maybe thirty minutes - either way, he's here.

A little surprised by the sudden noise, too, but!

"Hey there," he says, and offers a brief smile.

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The hug and kiss are returned in kind, and they actually work to help Soul feel a little more confident. Crona always has a tricky way of doing that - he has no idea how the other boy manages it, but Soul ain't gonna question it. Questioning things only leads to them going away, yeah?

"So, uh," he says, leaning on the closed piano cover. "Any music you ever heard that you like? Or just... anything?"

He feels so awkward.

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Happy? Soul's never really thought in terms of happy, when it comes to music. There's what he's composed himself, but he is far too insecure to play that. It's enough of a push to make himself play anything at all!

He exhales and lifts the cover, staring down at the keys for a long moment. Finally, he begins playing.

He doesn't like the darker things he tends to come up with when he plays by heart. But he can't really change it, either.

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Except this is why Soul hated his playing. He wasn't good at all, because his playing depressed people, it worried them, and - yeah.

But he could try to think of something. Something nicer, something more keyed to Crona's type of personality. He thinks for a long minute, before trying again.

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-That's- how Soul knows he got it right. At least one time, he got it right, and considering who he's playing for?

Well, that's enough for him.

He pauses when the song is over, and considers. "Hey, Crona," he says, finally. "C'mere for a minute."

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Soul can still manage, even if Crona doesn't want to sit down. He reaches back for each of Crona's hands, pulling him forward. "Close as you can," he says. "Wanna show you something."

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Soul puts an arm around Crona, taking his left hand in his own once again. "I want you to trust me and try something, okay?"

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"Whenever I put your hand over a key, just press down on it. I'll show you everything to do, so just relax and listen."

He even starts off with his free hand, just to prove they'll be doing it together!

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Crona just had to be adorable, didn't he? That always made it hard to focus, whether it was on classwork, something someone was saying, or now - on making sure to hit the right keys himself. He stumbles it a bit, hitting a high note too hard, before catching himself and breathing.

Yeah. Okay. There we go. He can do this now, right?

It's a pretty simple song that he tries to lead Crona through, one of the first he ever learned, but it's also one he likes a lot.

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Yeah, that beam has totally got Soul transfixed. He can't help but grin doofily at the look on Crona's face, and he's not concentrating on the keys at all, anymore.

"Yer really great," he mumbles, the statement heartfelt. "Just damn awesome."