Haha, I cheated. The theme word is only mentioned briefly and fleetingly, but I hope you enjoy the fluff.
Maka sighed and stretched her arms over her head, completely content for once. Beside her, Tsubaki had that small smile that meant she was too, which meant that a shopping trip had definitely been in order. Maka would thank Liz later for it.
A surprising amount of people were still out, since it was already dark. And cold. Maka added mentally, cupping her hands and blowing into them briefly before pocketing them again. She smiled when the overlarge parka she had on came open a bit and fixed it, remembering the reason she had a coat on at all.
It'd been mildly warm that morning, Maka had noticed as she bustled about and briefly opened a window, so the scythe meister had opted not to take a coat on the trip, seeing as her one and only coat had gotten a bit too much gore on it from their last mission.
She shuddered at the memory and made sure to leave a note saying where she'd gone, along with another reminding her partner to use a glass this time, and poked her head in to give her slumbering boyfriend a peck on the cheek.
The walk across town had been pleasant and she'd gotten to Tsubaki and Black Star's place without trouble, even managing to pull the ninja weapon away and toward to shops pretty quickly. Meaning, she'd only had to hit Black Star once.
The girls had hit the shops, which were small separate stores all grouped together since Death City had no real mall. Maka had yet to figure out why it didn't have a mall, but still got cold and snowed in the desert every winter. Maybe it was just one of Lord Death's quirks.
A half-hour into the trip, the balmy air started to cool and then turned cold. Maka had just wrapped her arms around herself and began to sigh with relief every time they stepped into a shop. At one point, Tsubaki even kindly offered up her own coat, when she noticed Maka shivering, but the meister shook her head no. It was her own fault for not just grabbing a different coat.
They'd carried on for another half-hour like that, until Maka was just about ready to apologize and go home -warm, warm home- when another voice broke through her thoughts.
"Maka!" Tsubaki and her both turned to see Soul standing in just his pajama pants and a T-shirt, holding his own parka, that he'd obviously just taken off, out toward her and frowning. "I told you it was going to be cold today. Yesterday."
Maka frowned slightly and huffed. "So?"
"So, you should've listened." He sighed exasperatedly and held out the pale gray coat further, pointedly.
Maka pouted, but couldn't help giggling, he looked so ridiculous standing there in soul-printed flannel, as she accepted it.
"Your not even shivering." She accused, revealing in the sudden warmth he'd left behind. He smirked.
"That's because I'm cool like that." She punched him on the shoulder in response, but accepted a kiss graciously.
"Thanks Soul."