Happiness
"Ah, mou," Kahoko despaired, wringing her hands. "Could they be anymore vague with these themes?"
"Surely this one's not that bad, Kahoko," Azuma teased, watching as she paced around the roof. "Just play something happy."
"That's just the thing, though," she said, ignoring his informality. "Do we play something that sounds happy, or something that makes us feel happy? Do we play a piece that reminds us of a happy time? Or do we play something completely abstract to represent the embodiment of all happiness? I just don't know!"
"I'm sure you'll have no trouble in the end, Kahoko," he said, moving closer, subtly forcing her to the edge of the roof, backing her against the railing. "You're always smiling shamelessly at everyone. Just conjure up the memory of one of those times."
Kahoko glared at him, and he laughed.
"I bet Yunoki-senpai doesn't have anything happy to draw on at all," she retorted, folding her arms stubbornly. "With wearing such a façade all the time, what can truly give you joy?"
Azuma considered a moment. "You're right." He looked down at her, a sly smile crossing his lips. "We'll just have to rectify that then, won't we?"
"Eh-?"
His lips were on hers the next moment, capturing, slow and sensual and suggestive. His tongue flicked out slightly, hinting of so much more, and he nibbled at her lips. One hand cupped her face softly for a moment as he kissed her, fingers running through her hair before he finally pulled away, satisfied.
"Now I do."
Kahoko's mouth was left slightly open, her face flushed, silent and really quite pretty before the meaning of his words clicked into place.
"Oh- you-!!" she raged, her cheeks flaming red. Azuma laughed. "You snake! I can't believe you-"
Azuma smiled to himself, watching as Kahoko stormed about, yelling, enraged, her face flushed prettily, her hair slightly mussed.
This was happiness, here.