Confession time: My Baka Test muse is well and truly spent. I didn't like season 2 much. I haven't even watched the finale yet! It was just... badly written and too love triangle based. Bleh.

So I don't know when I'll be getting back to writing it. But it will be eventually. I have no intentions of leaving Polaroid unfinished! But for now... who knows. i had this sitting on my computer and kept forgetting to upload it, so here it is.

Babysitting a summoned being was not Kouta's idea of a day well spent, but there was nothing else he could do when it was blurting out things that should of stayed unsaid every chance it had. …. He was pretty sure it had spoken more today than he had in the past month.

He had tried duct tape, threats, violence, bribes… everything. And it still wouldn't shut up.

Kouta decided his best option was to just hide, as sticking with the others (the main problem being Kudo) was going to make it worse, so he bolted as soon as he regained consciousness.

The two of them sat on the roof, Kouta's favorite place to mope.

"I like the roof," his summon said cheerfully. He wondered what would happen if he pushed it off.

"…Just be quiet," he muttered, not wanting it to get the idea that it could shout to people on the ground below them.

"I'm always quiet. It gets boring, never talking."

"….. You're me, aren't you? And I don't like talking."

"That's weird." The summon said, "and you know it."

Kouta sighed, running his hands through his hair. He blocked out the babbling of the small… thing besides him, concentrating on the better things in life. Like Himeji's buttons coming undone earlier that morning.

This train of thought was working very well until the door from the roof's staircase slammed open, accompanied by an enraged shout of, "just shut up already!"

He knew who it was before he even turned. "Shimada," his summon said softly, a tinge of… something in his voice. He sent his thoughts far, far away from ponytailed German girls before it blurted something new out.

Shimada sent him a quick glance, but otherwise ignored him as usual, storming out farther onto the roof. Her summon scrambled down from her arms as she let out a muffed, agitated scream.

Kouta was ready to turn around and find somewhere else to sulk without distractions in the form of girls who despised him, but his summon had other ideas.

"Hello, Shimada. Are you okay?"

She turned around, surprised. "…Er, yeah, I guess."

"Actually, I'm really pissed off. Oh, and wondering why you're being overly polite!" Her summon, which, to be honest, was quite cute, chipped in helpfully.

They glanced at each other, realizing at the same time that trying to talk to someone while their summoned being was there was really, really awkward.

"Annoying, aren't they?" Minami sighed, sitting down as well. 'Were you trying to get yours to shut up too?"

He nodded.

"At least you don't have to worry too much," she muttered, looking out at the sky.

"….I do too." Kouta replied, looking the same way.

"All your summon said was things we already knew," the mini Shimada said, glancing at him with her catlike green eyes.

"That's true," his own summon said, nodding. "Not much of a surprise."

Kouta scowled slightly. "…There are still a few things I want to keep secret."

"Like what? I really doubt you have a lot to hide, Tsuchiya. You're kind of…obvious, no offense." the bigger Shimada said, and the other one nodded deeply.

He said nothing. …It wasn't like he wanted to admit that he did have quite a few secrets, some she would be quite surprised to hear, but it was annoying that she thought he was obvious and had nothing surprising to hide.

Shimada stared at him for a bit, smirking, and then seemed to get an idea. She kneeled next to his summon, and asked, "What's one thing Tsuchiya really doesn't want me to know?"

Oh, shit. There were quite a lot of things he didn't want her to know. He could make several lists of them. Novels, even. He tried to think of other things- what he had for lunch, his cat, wondering why grass was always wet in the morning…

It didn't effect the summon much. "That's easy. I secretly like -" Not wasting a second of time, Kouta kicked out, his foot catching his summon squarely in the face and sending it skidding across the root. He could feel the heat rising off his face. Shit shit shit shit, did she know? Was that enough? He had always been careful- avoiding talking to Shimada, avoiding talk about her, avoiding her in general, which didn't work too well when she was constantly in positions begging to be photographed and the little fact that he actually really liked being around her….

…It was a good thing his summon was shooting across the roof on it's face, because he avoided thinking about that sort of stuff normally, let alone when he had something that would blurt it all out next to him.

However, she was just smiling, arms resting on her knees. "Guess that does prove that you have a secret or two." He gave a tiny sigh of relief.

Shimada's summon glanced over at his, which had finally stopped skidding. It waddled over with it's too short legs and helped the blue haired summon to it's feet.

The two students watched, stunned, as their summons started playing little kid games- tag and pattycake and the like- like they had been best friends for years.

Kouta hadn't really expected the whole 'hidden natures' thing to result in this. He glanced at Shimada- he had been painfully aware he cared more about her than he let on, but she…

…He had been so sure she hated him.

She cleared her throat, clearly embarrassed, and called out, 'C'mon, mini me, time to go."

It pouted, but she picked it up regardless, letting it hang out of her arms and wave at Kouta's summoned being sadly.

She paused at the roof's door, still clutching the summon tightly and looking back at Kouta. "That didn't happen, okay?"

"….Right."

Shimada nodded, and her summon started to say something, but they were down the stairwell before anyone- summoned being or student- could say anything.

Kouta leaned back and sighed.