Alright everyone, I am back with Bite Size!

I just finished getting Soul and Maka together in Semi-Legal, which was totally sweet. I'm happy to say that Semi-Legal is my very first story to have reached 100 reviews! I'm very proud and excited to continue it on! If you haven't read it yet, drop by and read it! It's perfect for those who love mysteries and Soka both, plus Black Star and Tsubaki are together in it too. *cheers* Don't forget to review it too or I may have to send Maka to take your soul.

Don't forget to review this too and let me know how I am doing with it, plus to just let me know what you are thinking of it overall.

The concept and ideals of this chapter as well as the original storyline are blankdude's, but of course you already knew that, right?

Also check out some of raelynn gross and Sally White's stories as well as some of my own, such as Semi Legal and New Beginnings. If you've read Soul's Fluffy Kitten or Fluffy Puppy Trio, you might like to check out the third story of that series called Soul and Maka's Fluffy Family. Please be sure to review anything you read; have respect for the authoresses who made those stories possible^_^

Anyway, this should entertain you. So just enjoy and review!

Bite Size

Chapter 9: Location and Infiltration

One second, Maka was staring into the darkness of the unlit dollhouse and the next found her staring at Raichel as the eleven year old opened the dollhouse. Maka jumped up towards her and screamed.

"Let me out of here! I am not a doll and I do not belong to anyone! More so I do not belong here, I belong at my home where Soul is!"

"You're a silly one aren't you? Haven't you understood? No matter what you are or what you say, I'm not letting you go home."

"And why the hell not?" asked Maka.

Raichel smiled and shrugged, "Because if I took you, why would I throw you away? That would be like throwing away my prize from a carnival game. Both would be rather stupid."

Maka scowled at her annoying captor.

"In the meantime," Raichel began, holding up a doll, "-why don't meet Ms. Pink?"

Maka's face distorted in ultimate dismay and a horrified expression as she stared at the object being held out towards her face. The doll was taller than her, manually painted a terrible and gross shade of pink, with long pink hair and a weird grin. She wore a short and over-frilled dress and the small black lines around her eyes didn't help any.

"Agh! That is the ugliest doll I've ever seen in my sixteen years of life!" screamed Maka.

Maka ran in the other direction towards the end of the table where the dollhouse perched. She leaped off of the purple table and crashed into a box of dolls, all of which taller than her except for a select few.

"Hey! No one said you could leave!"

Raichel quickly walked over, her walk faster than Maka's shrunken run. She soon enough caught Maka, scooping her back up in her hand and setting her on the table.

"Just let me go! Or at least feed me, I'm hungry…" grumbled Maka.

Raichel reached into a large bin and dropped an assortment of plastic food in front of Maka. At this offering of food, she facepalmed.

"I eat real food….I'm not a doll. I'm not what you think I am!"

Raichel rolled her eyes, "Sheesh. You're quite a stubborn one. Anyway, you have other dolls to meet."

Raichel brought up a muscular tan boy tall wearing a tuxedo. He had the worst windblown style ever and Maka swore that he looked like some kind of player. Next came Miss Blue, the blue and more terrifying version of Ms. Pink. That one sent Maka diving off of the table again, only for Raichel to recapture her and plop her back onto the table.

"I hate my life now…" moaned Maka.

Even the doll with silver hair didn't impress her nor did the separate one with reddish eyes. Maka was not in a good mood, who the hell would be anyway?

"Who are you anyway and why the hell did you kidnap me?"

"Well, I tried to buy you but your friend wouldn't sell. I knew I wasn't crazy and so when I found out that your old owner lived in that apartment on my cookie selling rounds, I hatched my plan. So now you are here and here you shall stay."

So it was her! The girl at the toy store! Dammit to hell, wasn't she supposed to go to a mental hospital or something?

"I won't last long unless you actually feed me!"

"Aw sheesh, you're so annoying about food. I need you to meet two more."

"Why?" moaned Maka, eying Ms. Pink and Miss Blue.

"You're joining a family, so you need to know the family," Raichel answered before plopping a blond one and a brown haired one on the table.

The woman was dressed in a giant puffy pink dress and her hair was braided while the male's hair was painted and ugly as he wore a khaki outfit.

"This is Ken and Barbie."

"Agh!" screamed Maka, "I officially hate dolls!"

"Why do you hate your kind?" Raichel asked.

"I don't! I'm a human girl! A meister at the DWMA with the best weapon any girl could ever ask for in her lifetime! I'm truly lucky to have a scythe like Soul and friends like I have!" screamed Maka, turning red and frustrated.

Raichel stared at her, eyes widening. Maka inwardly cheered, realizing she may have finally reached Raichel.

"Y…you aren't lying….You really aren't a doll at all."

Suddenly Raichel grinned in a terribly sadist and frightening way. It was the look no eleven year should ever give off and it was mortifying as it struck Maka with the terrible realization that she was in more trouble than she started in.

"I don't know how this happened to you and I don't care. Let's just see how durable you really are then Miss Meister."

Maka stared at the eleven year old in horror. She didn't like how that sounded and she mourned for Soul, wishing he was here with her. She was safe with him and she….she really loved him, as much as she wouldn't admit it. Here, Maka knew she wasn't safe; even more so with the sadistic smile staring at her from the face of a very interesting and smart child.

Meanwhile, Soul was now at the DWMA in front of Death's mirror, relieved that Stein and Spirit were on some sort of mission. Lord Death wasn't quite in the mirror at the second, but he was searching for Maka using his powers. Soul had called Blair already, ready with a plan to get Maka back. However, for once, he actually needed Blair's help for it to work. He also wanted to take Black Star, which meant Tsubaki was a given, as well as Chrona since she was another very close friend to Maka. Black Star was because Black Star was somehow helpful in his own right and Tsubaki was because of Black Star, simple as pie. He just hoped all three would agree to what his plan was, because it wasn't going to be a fun plan at all.

"Soul," Death called, returning into his mirror, "-Maka is right across the street from the complex in a girl named Raichel's house. Her soul seemed very distressed."

"Crap! Can you get Black Star, Tsubaki, and Chrona to meet me outside? It's time to go save my meister."

"You got it Soul. Good luck!"

Soul left the building and called Blair to have her meet them at the apartment. Once his friends met him outside, he explained the plan to them along the way to his apartment.

"We're going to get Blair to shrink us like she accidently shrunk Maka. She will then take us over to this girl's house, where Maka is and trade us for Maka. The thing is, what we really want is for the girl to take us and keep Maka too so we can all get out there together. However, if she does give Maka back, then all we have to do is save ourselves," Soul explained.

"I, the godly and amazing Black Star, declare this plan to be a very good and godly plan of awesomeness!"

"I think we'll be okay. But how will we grow back?" Tsubaki inquired.

"Blair is already working on that for Maka. All she'll have to do is make some for us too," Soul answered.

"O…okay. I…I'm in, I'll he…help," stammered Chrona.

"Cool. Let's go save my meister and our friend," Soul declared.

"Yeah!" cheered Black Star.

"Okay!" agreed Tsubaki.

"Right," replied Chrona with a slight smile.

The group arrived at Soul and Maka's apartment, where Blair awaited them. Soul began his explanation to Blair, ready to set the plan in motion.

Bam! Maka heard herself strike the wall harshly for about the twentieth time or so. She was being thrown around like she was in a hurricane and it did nothing good for her small form. The pale skin that held her blood, tissues, and bones was covered in several purple spots and she even had a cut in her back from where she had struck a nail in the wall that was holding up a painting. Raichel laughed in glee as she heard Maka moan heavily with painful whimpers in her tone. Her normal form could have handled this easily, even fought back with the simplest ease and won for sure. But this shrunken form left her at mercy and Maka terribly hated it. She missed Soul and she needed him. As much as she didn't want to say it, she knew it was true that he was probably the biggest reason she was alive as well as that he was the only one she would ever trust the way she did.

Raichel grinned as she picked Maka back up.

"You're quite bruised but still very durable. How fun for me."

Maka cringed. She just had to get kidnapped by a sadist child! What else could be done to her? She was already sad and already bruised. Her heart was crying for Soul and her body was screaming for it to end so she could just go home. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, piquing Raichel's interest. She carried Maka with her as she walked over to the door where the maid whom was at Raichel's disposal went to answer it.

"Um, yes, is Raichel here?" Blair asked.

The maid turned, "Raichel!"

Raichel smiled and headed to the door.

"Yes? Who might you be?"

"I'm a friend of the owner of that doll. I'd like to make a trade," stated Blair.

"Oh really?"

Maka gasped as she stared at Blair, wriggling in Raichel's ever tightening grip.

"I have three dolls that do things on their own, much like she does. One is a boy and two are sweet girls."

With those words, Blair opened the tiny cardboard box she was carrying to reveal the miniatures of Chrona, Tsubaki, Black Star, and….her dearest friend Soul. Maka clapped her hands over her mouth as Soul smiled and winked at her.

'Soul, no! Don't do it! No! Why Soul, why?'

Raichel smiled. She wanted all four of them, knowing that this could be very fun for her. Noting the twitching cat ears on Blair's head, she grinned.

"Look, a bird!"

Knowing this was part of the plan, Blair acted like she really cared and whirled, purposely letting the box fall. Maka screamed in ultimate protest as Raichel collected it and slammed the door, unnoted since the maid had gone off to do some work she had to do. Raichel smiled as she threw Maka harshly into the tiny box. Soul dove for her and let her crash into his back as Raichel carried them towards a different room.

"Soul!" Maka cried.

She jumped off of him and her other friends watched as he stood up and looked at her. He cringed and sighed heavily.

"Oh Maka….your skin is practically purple…." Soul sighed.

"Yeah….our captor is sadist. The minute she realized that I was actually human, I got tossed into the wall repeatedly. I also have this," Maka began, turning and lifting her shirt back to reveal the bleeding wound from the nail.

Soul gasped heavily and Chrona cringed.

"Dammit….this is my fault. So uncool…" Soul grunted.

"Soul! That's not true! Stop blaming yourself for stupid stuff! You talk about being cool? Well blaming yourself is uncool!"

Black Star muffled a breaking laugh as Tsubaki and Chrona smiled. Soul's red eyes widened as he stared at Maka's green. She held his eyes with her own daring him to even protest to what she had just said. On the outside, Soul smiled and reached out, hugging his meister carefully.

"Alright Maka, I'm just glad you're okay."

Suddenly, Raichel set the box down on a surface. Raichel had brought them into her playroom, a room much larger and much more perilous for them than her own room. None of the group couldn't see over the wall of the box, but they could hear Raichel's voice and a squeaking sound.

"Okay guys, time for you all to meet my pet rat; Chewer."