A/N: Here's chapter two!

I still don't own Soul Eater or its characters.

"Chrona!"

He looked up to see Maka waving at him.

"Come eat lunch with me!"

Chrona nodded and came to the tree that Maka sat under. "Where's Soul?"

Maka sighed. "Wouldn't you know it, he's in detention again."

"Oh... okay." Chrona sat next to her and opened his obento. Six perfect rice balls sat neatly inside.

"Wow, you're really good at making onigiri," Maka admired.

"Th-thanks," he replied, blushing. He took a bite of one, and handed Maka another. "Want one?"

"Thank you," she accepted warmly. "I have tempura, want a piece?" Maka showed him her own bento box.

"No tha-"

"FUCK YEAH!"

About a fourth of her lunch was stolen by the long serpentine tongue of Ragnarok before Chrona shoved him away. "Stop that, it's Maka's food!"

Maka sweatdropped. "It's fine, i'm not very hungry anymore."

Ragnarok's tongue rolled once again out of his mouth and swallowed the entire meal plus the box. "I didn't know the stupid cow could cook."

A smack to his head by book made him pout and shrink back into Chrona's body. A distant bell could be heard from the school.

"Well we better get going to class," Maka concluded, standing up.

Chrona was about to follow her, except for the fact that his legs were numb. The numb feeling quickly spread to the rest of his body. "M-Maka!" he called in alarm.

She turned around, not seeming to see him at first. Then she gasped and ran over to him.

But... when did she get so tall? Chrona could see right up her skirt! He panicked and looked away. Maka reached down and picked him up as if he weighed nothing.

"...Chrona?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Since when were you a rabbit?"

Confusion turned to fear as he looked at his body himself. His arms were reduced to tiny stubs, and his legs were much longer. Soft, long ears drooped from his head, and he was covered in fur much like the color of his hair.

Shrill laughter erupted in his head. "You're a bunny! A fucking pink bunny!"

"Be quiet!" Chrona thought back. "Do you think I know how to deal with this?"

Ragnarok was silent.

Maka's sudden outburst brought Chrona back to reality. "I get it now!" she said. "You are the child of a witch, so maybe you're just starting to get your witch powers as well!"

"W-well how do I change back?"

"You don't know how?"

"It's not like I haven't seen the other witches do it, it's just that they haven't really said or done anything to change forms!"

"Hmm..." Maka put on a thinking face. A minute passed before she looked up. "Well then we better go find Mifune!"

"Wh-what?"

"Well, he's always around witch Angela isn't he?"

Chrona nodded his now furry head. "That's a good idea."

Maka smiled. "Let's go." She turned, swinging Chrona wildly.

"M-Maka!"

"Hm? Oh! Sorry," she apologized. "I guess you're more fragile in this form." She snuggled Chrona closer to her chest, causing him to blush (if rabbits could blush). "This should be safer."

"Oh... y-yeah..."