Title: Trading Spaces

Characters: Ryuuji, Ami

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"I thought we had agreed that this is my spot."

The soft voice snapped Ryuuji from his daze. Looking to the left, he realized Ami was leaning against the vending machine. She was facing forward, her gaze looking over the railing and Ryuuji wondered if perhaps she hadn't been trying to avoid the others as well.

"Takasu-kun, you really should find a different spot."

Ami sighed and Ryuuji froze. She turned to look at him and Ryuuji relaxed as he noted that her eyes were full of mischief and not anger.

Stepping away from the vending machine, Ami smiled, placing her arms behind her back and leaning forward. "Perhaps you wanted to share?"

Her eyes locked with his and Ryuuji found himself at a loss for words. "K... Kawash..."

A giggle sounded through the small area and Ryuuji suddenly found Ami sitting in his lap. Taking advantage of his stupor, she grabbed his arms and placed them around her waist before leaning back and placing her head on his shoulder. A low hum filled his ears and Ryuuji attempted to move out of the now cramped space. Ami's grip was surprisingly strong and her elbow quickly jabbed him in the stomach, putting a stop to any movement.

"Play nice, Takasu-kun. This is my favorite spot, you know."