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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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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."