"Dear"
A collection of letters between Soul and his family during his time at Shibusen.
Chapter One:
"I keep the wolf from the door, but he calls me up—
Calls me on the phone, tells me all the ways that he's gonna
Mess me up."
-Radiohead, A Wolf At The Door
"Soul, you've got a letter!" Maka calls as she enters the little apartment, shoving the open the door with a foot. A neat little rectangle is clasped between her lips and a tiny, concentrated crease between her brows as she juggles the fleet of white plastic grocery bags.
A groan, and a mussed white head appears over the back of the couch. Red eyes narrow at her suspiciously before widening in alarm.
"Oi, oi, what do you think you're doing with my mail?" gripes the scythe, springing into action (over the back of the couch) and snatching the letter from the girl's mouth as she dumps the bags on the counter, tins of cat food spilling out.
"I didn't have enough hands, obviously," scolds his new meister, planting fists on narrow hips. "If you'd come to the store with me like I'd asked you to, it wouldn't have been a problem!" But she's too curious to really be mad.
"Who are the Evans, anyway?" she asks, peering over his shoulder.
He moves away from her so sharply it's almost a flinch. "No one important," he mutters, curling his shoulders into their customary hunch. He shoves his free hand into his pocket and leaves his partner standing miffed and alone in the center of the room.
He closes the door to his room and plops down at the desk. The envelope is plain enough, except for the handwriting, which looks as though it could belong to someone from the a previous century. A tiny snake of dread has curled itself in his belly.
He sits there for a moment, worrying the edges, wondering if he shouldn't just throw it in the trash now and avoid the whole mess. But that seems cowardly. Being cowardly isn't cool.
Taking a deep breath, he slides his thumb under the sealing. He unfolds and smoothes the crackling page, and reads—
AN: An story idea I've been toying with for a long time. We'll see how this goes... :)