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Summary: Soul is gone longer than expected when it begins to snow heavily. Maka gets worried and goes to look for him.

Disclaimer: I do not own these lovely characters nor the world in which they reside.

"You i-idiot," the boy stutters, lips numb from the cold. "Why did you even come looking for me?"

"You're the idiot," she mumbles back defensively, hugging herself for warmth as the two trudge their way through the ankle-deep (and still falling) snow on their way back home. "I told you the weather was getting bad. Your stupid hair gel could have waited until morning but nooo."

"I was f-fine out here!"

"Well how was I supposed to know that! You said five minutes and I waited a half hour. For all I knew you could have been stuck under a fallen tree!"

"A bit dramatic," Soul mutters while gripping his jacket tighter against him and stuffing his mitten-clad hands deeper into his pockets. "The store I usually buy it from was closed," he grumbles in explanation. "So I thought I could beat the snow and get to the one across town in time but," he shrugs his shoulders, annoyed, "they were closed too."

"Seems like they had some common sense."

"Did you come try and find me just to gripe at me the whole way home?"

Maka bowed her head to try and avoid the wind hitting her face directly.

"You didn't come home, ass." She frowns. "I didn't know what happened. We don't get snow like this often and you didn't exactly come out here prepared."

Soul kicks at some of the snow as they continued their trek.

"Thanks for bringing my jacket, by the way." He grumbles, scolding himself for only wearing a sweatshirt out.

He sweeps his eyes over to the girl beside him, and with her hair in it's usual ponytail hairstyle he could easily see where from the cold her ears were as red as his toboggan.

Maka looks up when she feels something being tugged over her head. Soul made sure to take extra care in making sure her ears were covered.

"Grip onto my jacket so we don't get separated," he sighs while stepping in front of her. "With my hair and this snow you'd have a hard time spotting me."

He shoots an easy grin over his shoulder and Maka smiles, grateful that he's acting as a windbreaker. However grateful she may feel though, she shakes her head. This isn't right.

Instead of grabbing onto his jacket like she was told, she opts for linking their arms and walking side by side.

"I appreciate the chivalry," she teases, grinning despite the chill. It's so cold that smiling hurts her teeth. "But last time I checked we're a team. Now come on," she pulls him, quickening their pace. "Our heated apartment is calling my name."