A/N: It seems like a ShinTaka/HaruAya but really it is just another cliché jealousy game fic for HaruTaka/ShinAya. I'm still trying to find my way with writing (since before this KagePro I hadn't written fanfics for years) so when I get more comfortable, I'll try and write for different pairings!

My goal is to one day write polyamorous yuukei quartet! I will just have to creep towards that… slowly…

Also I am so sorry for all the chapter fics. I write when I get stressed so it's hard for me to stay consistent ;; I will definitely finish each one though, promise...!


"And why the hell I should I help you?" Shintaro threw down his controller and crossed his arms irritably, competitive gaming attitude lost. "I don't see how your problems even matter to me."

"Because you're my friend?" Takane growled in response, holding back the urge to punch him, "You should be nice to friends, anyway! Who knows, they might end up leaving you and you'll be forever alone… again."

"Yeah, whatever." The black-haired boy straightened his school jacket and stood up. "I'll come over and smash you at Dead Bullet when you've learned to absorb some common sense."

The older girl lunged at him, preventing his escape. "Kisaragi, you suck. I'm actually trying to be civil with you for once in our goddamn lives so can you just please do this for me just this once? "

He almost laughed. "I don't get why you don't just tell him-"

Takane threw a pillow at his face. "Help me, or I'm just going to let everyone know about your gross gamer crush on my OC-"

"That was one time! And I was drunk, you shithead-"

"- and I'm going to tell Haruka about the one time you recoloured Konoha to look like you- "

"Oh my god, Takane, that was an accident!"

"He was so mad, dude!" She nudged him in the side, and Shintaro sputtered. "Something about colour co-ordination and the fact that Konoha looked like a serial killer, remember?"

He sighed in disbelief. "Why are you blackmailing me for something like this?"

"Help me."

"I'm not convinced."

Takane frowned. She knew acting innocent wouldn't work on this asshole anymore, so she had to resort to the pits of her Shintaro stories to show her the way.

Aha.

"I'm telling Ayano about the one time you swapped her scarf for a new one because you wanted to keep her scent like the creep that you are-"

"HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT?!"

"Okay, but what about when you swapped your test with Ayano's on her birthday so she would get a 100-"

"ENOMOTO I SWEAR-"

"Remember that time when Ayano and Haruka forced you to beg me for forgiveness? That was golden, Shintaro, golden-"

"ALRIGHT. ALRIGHT. FINE." Pushing the girl off, Shintaro scowled fiercely and stormed out the door shouting, "STOP IT. I'LL HELP YOU, JUST STOP."

Takane grinned, her expression lighting up. "Thanks, friend."


"… well in the end, you're pretty much pretending to be my lover and that's it. You think you can do it without screwing up?"

Takane and Shintaro sat in the dining room of her grandmother's house, sipping cups of lemonade and cola respectively as Takane briefed the reluctant younger student of her plan. Shintaro looked the most unenthused he had ever looked, and Takane thought it was probably a record.

If anyone was keeping a record of Shintaro's unamused faces, this definitely took the cake.

"No. I'm not doing it." Dread filled the boy's head, as Takane huffed and tapped the table. He felt a little bad that she didn't have the gall to feel bad about lying to Haruka and Ayano - but hey, she was nuts. They had established the fact ages ago.

"It's not that bad. We don't have to make out or anything, ew." She downed her glass and proceeded to stare him down from across the table. "Remember the stakes, kid. Remember the stakes."

"I seriously don't get why you don't just tell him properly-"

"Stakes."

Slamming his head onto the wooden table, he groaned in resignation. The things he did to save his own dignity. "Okay. Fine. Whatever. One week."

"Yeah, okay. Starting now?"

"Starting now-wait, what do you mean now?"

"Off we go!" Takane wrenched him from his chair and out of the house, quickly darting to the nearest coffee shop where they would apparently have to set up camp for the next few hours. Shintaro mourned the loss of his drink the whole way there.


Haruka could only really say he was kind of more than a little confused when he was walking to the convenience store and saw Takane and Shintaro having lunch together next door.

His classmate and his underclassman were tolerating each other for once, quietly chatting and sending each other smiles every now and then. It was slightly unnerving, but he supposed no-one else would find it so if they didn't personally know the teenagers.

To any onlooker, it would just seem like two high schoolers on a date – but Haruka knew one thing. Takane and Shintaro didn't date.

Or at least, he was sure they didn't.

Someone would've told him, right?

He hesitated in approaching them, not wishing to interrupt whatever they were doing but something in his gut told him he should anyway. Not because he had anything against them if they were on a date; he could just leave if they were, couldn't he?

Despite everything, he still felt it though. The distinct pang of jealousy.

"Takane! Shintaro!" Waving, Haruka walked up to them, noting Takane stiffen and Shintaro shoot him an incredulous look.

Takane started to stammer, "H-hey. Haruka-" Before Shintaro kicked Takane from under the table, effectively cutting her off. He shoved a fork in her mouth to keep her from speaking as he took control.

"What do you want, Kokonose?"

Haruka smiled a little awkwardly. Takane never let him feed her, but she was letting Shintaro? "I just… saw you guys and wanted to say hi? I mean, I'm sorry if I was interrupting-"

"Yeah, in case you hadn't noticed, it's rude to butt in."

'God, you're the rude one, Kisaragi.' The gamer girl bit out internally, trying not to choke on the massive chunk of cake in her mouth. As much of a jerk he may be, Takane had to acknowledge the fact that Shintaro was a pretty talented actor. That, and she owed him a lot for saving her from ruining her own plan.

Waving a casual hand, Shintaro crossed his legs and stared up at Haruka challengingly. "Sorry not to tell you sooner. We were gonna announce it on Monday, but we're together."

Haruka blinked, taking a few moments to process this. How? Since when? "You're together…?"

"That's what I said."

Why? He kept all his questions at bay, opting for a head tilt and a bite of his sandwich instead. It was just so sudden he didn't know what to think.

"So did you want to sit or…?" Takane piped up after she had swallowed the cake and shot a discreet glare at Shintaro. "We can get you an extra chair."

"No, it's fine! I don't mind standing."

Despite constantly telling himself 'it was okay', Haruka sighed quietly. What was he going to do if they started acting lovey-dovey with each other? The boy didn't think he could handle something like that.

He excused himself shortly after, not sure how long he could stay the third wheel on their date and not sure how long he could fight these conflicting feelings inside him. Haruka supposed he had never been jealous of anyone like that before – but he and Takane had been friends since middle school and no-one else had ever interfered until now… it was selfish of him and he knew it.

He should be happy for them. He would be happy for them; he just needed time to accept this.

Just as Haruka turned the corner, a hand shot out and pulled him back to earth.

Brown hair and bright eyes, Ayano Tateyama who completed their quartet of friends, stood in front of him with a questioning look. Her red scarf was waving out behind her as if it were possessed.

"You okay, Haruka?"

"Hm, Ayano? Yeah…?" Still a little dazed, he wrinkled his nose. "Why?"

"You looked kinda sad, is all." The brunette commented sweetly, eyebrows furrowing in concern. "Is it because of Shintaro and Takane?"

He forced a smile, "No… no, everything is fine."

She didn't buy it, but she also didn't pry. Instead, Ayano dragged him to the closest park, where they sat on the park benches and she suddenly asked: "Say, do you want to team up with me on something?"

"Team up?"

"Yeah. Because…" Her voice dropped down to a whisper, "I think their relationship is fake."

"But then why…?"

She grinned mischievously. "I know who Takane likes, and it definitely isn't Shintaro."

Haruka scratched his cheek, was that how it was? "Ayano, what are you…?"

"Do you want to play their game?"

"Game?"

Ayano pulled her scarf up over her mouth and struck a pose.

"If anyone asks, they started it."

Confused, Haruka hesitantly copied her pose.

"We're playing a game?"

"Mhm! I guess we'll call this… the 'jealousy' game." Ayano tapped her temple. "First person to cave loses. Shintaro and Takane can be team 1, and we'll be team 2!"

He struggled to find reasons to protest – Haruka really didn't want to intervene in the relationship even if it did make him a little jealous. "But isn't this a little unfair?"

"Eh? Unfair? How?"

"I mean, we're trying to break them up? Fake or not, they just got together and...!"

"Shh. Shhhh." She pressed a finger to her mouth. "Trust me on this one. It'll be tough but in the end, everyone will be happy, okay?"

"O-okay."

"Let the games begin!"