Soul woke up the next morning in his bed next to Y/N with a raging headache. Their limbs were in a tangle, both of them half-falling off the bed and half-still in their evening wear.
"Where'd we end up? What happened last night?" Y/N moaned, the first indication she was awake.
Soul massaged the bridge of his nose, trying to recall, "You passed out around three AM and I carried you up here."
"And what time is it now?"
He checked his phone which was almost dead from him neglecting to plug it in before he konked out next to Y/N, "Almost nine."
She gave a long groan and shifted into a more comfortable position, curling the sheets around herself so they slid off Soul, "I'm gonna sleep some more."
After failing to do the same, Soul rolled out of bed and into more comfy clothes and wandered downstairs in search of coffee and Aspirin. Instead he was drawn into the ballroom. It was still a disaster after last night, but now empty except for one woman.
"Morning, Mom," Soul winced, coming up behind his mother. She stood at the hole in the wall where the windows should be, with a cup of coffee, the breeze blowing her unkept blonde hair. Soul hadn't realized how much she had aged since he had left home. Only now did he see the past ten years on her.
"It's not so bad," was all she said, "I like the morning breeze, and I have a nice view of the yard."
"Mom?"
"I'm referring to the hole your girlfriend put in our house with that big glowy thing,"
"That big glowy thing was me. And we saved everyone's lives—But I said everything I wanted to last night. I'm not getting back into it," he turned away, but his mother spoke again.
"You look different. Your...scythe form," she said it like she was speaking another language.
Soul grinned, "Well, yeah, I've grown up. Gotten stronger. That form changes just like my body."
"I realize I never asked about school or work, how any of this works. I'd like to know,"
"I'll tell you everything. If you want,"My POV
I stumbled downstairs a couple hours later to find Soul and Mrs Evans at the kitchen island laughing over a cup of coffee, "Black Star goes flying. But Maka takes the opportunity while he's distracted, takes him out in one swing. Black Star comes up all 'I totally meant to do that.'"
I laughed, recognizing the story. "You two seem like you're in a good mood," I said as I filled up by own coffee and tossed back an Aspirin.
"Souls telling me all about your adventures at the academy," Mrs Evans said, excitedly.
"Have you told her about your soul piano?"
"Ah, no,"
"Soul piano?" Mrs Evans echoed, intrigued.
"I've already told you about soul resonance..."
"Right, the glowy thing—that is, for you or the big cannons or what-have-you,"
"Yes. So more advanced meister and weapons like us can soul resonate between more than two partners,"
"Really?" she sounded genuinely enthralled.
"Yeah, so this last time, it was me and Maka, Y/N and Ruby, Kid and the sisters, and Black Star and Tsubaki all resonating together. And I can play the piano...sort of like...in my subconscious—is how I would explain it I guess—to keep everyone coordinated and strengthen our resonance,"
She turned to me, "And you can hear it—like in your head?"
"That's right. It's really something,"
"Sounds wonderful," she turned back to her son who was stifling a big smile, "You really must be skilled, as a pianist and a Death Scythe."
We spent a few more hours with Souls family before it was time to go home. I hugged Mrs Evans and Crystal on the front step, assuring everyone I had a great time and it was great to meet them, before following Soul to his bike. One last scold from Mrs Evans trailed after us,
"Oh, Soul. I don't like you running around on that old motorcycle. You should really get a car."
Soul cast his mother a surprised glance.
"Oh, I'm still your mother. It's still my job to worry over you. Just a little, alright?"
He laughed and shook his head, "Yes, ma'am."
"I love you,"
"Love you, too."
With that, we rumbled out of the driveway and built up speed back towards the city.

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Heart and Soul (Soul Eater X Reader)
Fanfiction10 years after Asura's defeat, Soul Eater's living the dream as a Death Scythe, and still surrounded by his best friends. Then Lord Death throes him together with Y/N L/N, an infuriating gun meister. Soul is just as infuriating, but as Y/N spends mo...