SoulXMaka-The Maid

"Prince soul?" An old husky voice broke through my slumber.
"Huh?"
I cracked a crimson eye open to see my butler, Jeremy, standing over my bed with a tray. Jeremy is fathers personal servant. His gray hair is combed back to revel his dark chocolate eyes.
"Good morning young master!" He smiled. "All the masters are down stairs waiting for you."
I sat up. The comfy blankets fell to my waist reveling my naked torso. He placed the breakfast tray on my lap and walked towards my closet. I stretched and rubbed my hand through my snow white hair. I heard a deep chuckle. Looking over I see Jeremy pulling out my white pinstriped suit, black tie, and a red dress shirt. I gave him a questioning look.
"What's the occasion?" I asked between chews. He chuckled again.
"Now young master, you know it's not good to talk with food in your mouth." I swallowed and grinned, showing my shark teeth.
"Remember, today you go and greet the new coming servants." He continued. I scoffed.
"In case I become head, I should know what to do." I remember him saying.
I scowled
"in case" Wes has that head position in the bag. In my option, I have every reason to be envious of my older brother. handsome, smart, an extremely talented musician...the list goes on, he's everything I'm not.
I sighed.
"Why did I have to be born into a musical prodigy family? According to father I don't even play the piano right."
I finished the food and hopped out of bed.
"I started a bath for you, be sure to hurry. We will be waiting down stairs." Jeremy said as he picked the tray.
"Thank you Jeremy." I mumbled.
The hot bath water did nothing to soothe my troubles. The jets in the large porcelain tub thudded against my back as I scrubbed shampoo in my white hair. After drying with a fluffy towel, I put on the suit Jeremy laid out for me. Not even trying to brush my hair I rushed down the stairs to the large front room. My father, Cleft Evans, head of our musical family, famous cello player, glared at me as rushed down. My mother, Clarice Evans, famous flute player, stood beside father father with a small smile. Then, there was Wes, the world renowned violin player. He stood strait, hold his head up high as he looked at me with a blank expression.
"Your late." My father growled.
"I overslept." I replied matter-of-factly.
I stood on the end next to Wes with out giving anyone a second glance.
"Let them in!" My father commended. Jeremy bowed his head and opened the door.
Servants, tall and short, male and female, came trudging in. Some were in rags, others were already in uniforms from other families. They lined up. I scanned all of them, not really caring for these people. One couple were holding hands, both were around my age. The male had spiked up blue hair and green eyes. The girl behind him had jet black hair tied up on top of her head, worry light her sapphire eyes as she looked at my father. I kept going down the line.
Suddenly, my heart started throbbing and it got harder to breathe. Standing in a Shinigami family uniform was a girl, around my age. I swear...she was from heaven. Her ash blonde hair was tied into cute pigtails that flowed in the wind. Her bangs did nothing to hide her big eyes that had a shade of green that put emeralds to shame. Her soft skin seemed to glow in the sun light.
"Wow..." I breathed. I watched dumbstruck, any rational thought I ever had was thrown out the window, along with my precious 'cool'. Then, those beautiful eyes meet mine. Everything stopped. Time, my breathing, my heart, the universe. Everything was at a complete stand still. And I knew, she felt it too. I just knew it! To prove it, blush dusted across her beautiful face. The moment seemed short lived when a firm grip on my shoulder snapped me out of it.
"This your fourth in command, my second son, Soul Eater Evans." Father announced. "You will now go down the line and say your name, then Jeremy will give you your job and show you to your quarters."
They started, all I wanted to know was her name.
"Asura, Black*Star, Tsubaki,....Maka."
"Maka" her voice was like an angel and her name suited her just right. I swooned,
"I'm in love."