[friday, seirin's high school basketball gym, kiyoshi teppei's pov]

"Hey," I heard her whimsical voice sound across the empty gym. I'm not sure whether it was the circumstances that I was in, or if it was simply her voice, that made my heart pull achingly.

"What are you doing?" Footsteps approached me and the sound reverberated around us.

"I'm just thinking about the memories I made here." I felt my girlfriend's light grasp snake around my arm. It was comforting.

"We're graduating in two days," I said hollowly. The future was wide open for us, yet all I wanted to do was reflect, for this short moment in time, on the impact of Seirin on myself. How many nights had I spent here - sweaty, discouraged, frustrated, happy, and thankful? How much would I miss that when I had moved on to college? How much would I regret that I did have surgery on my knee, instead of going through intensive rehab t-

"You're thinking too much again." Her voice cut across my thoughts. She always manages to do this, although I'm not sure she even knows the effect she has on me.

Sighing, I closed my eyes, taking in the scene of the gym one last time.

The smell of the rubber on the walls and the feeling I have when I stood on the court... It was truly inexplicable. I could almost hear Hyuuga telling me to hurry up, hear the squeaks of my teammates' shoes and the shrill of Riko's whistle.

I opened my eyes and turned towards Emiko, her eyes wide and observant.

I grabbed her hand. "Let's go."

I had stayed in the gym longer than I had expected, and as we stepped outside of the gym, the late afternoon rays of sunlight hit my eyes. I led Emiko towards my bike, motioned for her to get on after me, and I began pedaling.

I felt her arms tighten around my waist and her face nuzzled my back. She doesn't know it, but she makes me feel safe, like the feeling of home.

Today, I took her to the park that was adjacent to the basketball court that the boys and I liked to play at, whenever there wasn't any practice. I gently set the bike down on the grass, and I pulled her down to sit with me. Together, we stared at the setting sun.

"Why are we here?" she asked. Usually, I was the talkative one, but she could sense that I was in a pensive mood.

"It's nice and quiet here," she nodded as if she understood my answer, and angled her profile towards the sun, letting it hit her hazel eyes.

She has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I tried telling her that once, but she slapped me away because it was so cliche. I'm not going to deny it, however.

"Are you okay, Teppei?" she asked.

"I'm just going to miss you and everyone else after graduation," I admitted.

"I'll still be seeing you, although not as often. After all, we're both going to America aren't we?" She turned and looked at me, her eyes bright as usual.

"Don't tell me you're in love with Hyuuga, and you're going to miss him!" Emiko said, breaking the solemn mood with her cheerful laughter.

I let myself pout at her statement and proceeded to hush her. "You can't tell Hyuuga that! He'll never let me have the end of it." I leaned down and let our noses touch, lowering my voice so that only she could hear me. "After all, you're the one I'm in love with."

Surprised, Emiko jerked forward, hitting her forehead against mine and we both let out a simultaneous "Ow!"

"Teppei! Do you know what you're even saying?" She chuckled, as she rubbed her forehead against her palm, blushing.

I took her hand from her head and landed a kiss on the place where we had hit each other.

"Of course I do."

I slightly smirked as I saw her blush furiously and attempt to cover it up by flicking her long black hair across her face.

To change the topic, I saw her reach for her book bag, taking out a large mason jar filled with tiny origami foldings within them.

"What's this?" I asked, glancing at the jar in her grasp curiously.

"When I came to Japan, I didn't expect anything great to happen. I was just going to finish a year of school here and leave. So, my mother, being the optimistic woman that she is, gave me this jar and some origami paper to write and fold some memories that I made here."

She paused, examining the jar, and her eyes lit up almost in surprise at how many positive memories she had made in Japan. "I wasn't intending to use it, but look at what happened."

Emiko shook the jar, scattering the multi-colored origami folds. "I wanted to read some of my favorite memories with us together before the post-graduation party, but since you're in a pensive mood..."

She opened the jar with a satisfying pop and reached in to grab a folded piece of paper.

"I actually color-coded them, mind you. Red is for memories with you, blue is for ones with my girl friends and Riko, yellow is with the basketball team, and the other pastel colors are just for when I was having a good day or aced my test," Emiko explained, her hand swirling and mixing the papers before she picked one.

"Can we read the yellow ones, then pastel ones, and finally the red ones?" I suggested.

"Are you not interested in my memories with my girlfriends? How dare you!" she mocked me, throwing a yellow star at my forehead. I swiftly caught it and opened the paper, revealing her neat kanji script.

"Watermelon eating contest with Seirin. Of course, Kagami-kun won," I chuckled at the memory of that one spring day when Koganei had stumbled upon a box of watermelons abandoned in front of his house and brought the entire load to practice. After practice, everyone thought that it would be a great idea to have a watermelon eating contest to get rid of the fruit.

"I'm hoping that Ryuki will beat Kagami one day," Emiko joked, as she laid back and searched for another yellow piece of paper.

I laid down beside her, snuggling her small form against mine and joined in her laughter as we read the many memories we had shared with Seirin. After awhile, I no longer felt the gnawing feeling of regret that I didn't play with them this year. I was only reminded of positive memories.

When we finished reading all the yellow and pastel pieces, Emiko fished out a red note. "Well, what do we have here?"

I read the small kanji written on it for her. "Kiyoshi Teppei walking me to the convenience store. He likes books and he was the first boy here to make me laugh, besides Ryuki."

I looked down at the hazel eyes staring up at me. "Cute."

She only managed a dry chuckle at my comment. "Next one: Kiyoshi Teppei tutored me in math after he saw me almost kill a vending machine. We talked, and he is SUCH a gentleman it pisses me off."

Emiko turned her head up at me again. "Yep, this one fits the context of our relationship a whole lot better."

I landed a soft peck on her lips and said, "It can only get cheesier from here."

I reached in and grabbed the next red note, "Kiyoshi Teppei biked me home, and it felt like I was going on an adventure when the wind made my hair flow."

"Did I forget to mention that they're not necessarily cheesy?" She smirked, as she opened another piece. "We talked on the phone all night and all day, and I fell asleep to his calm voice. I think I like him and his laugh. I like his laugh a lot."

"Kiyoshi Teppei played footsie with me, asked me out, and fed me a fry at Maji Burger. What is happening?!" I laughed at her use of punctuation and how shaky this note looked compared to the other ones.

The next one was even better: "I was almost late to our first date, but he played with my hair anyways and kept staring at me. I couldn't tell whether my heart was beating fast because of the adrenaline or because of the way he was looking at me."

I took this opportunity to squeeze her sides as she glared at me for reading that one, which she obviously was embarrassed of. Emiko let out a small squeak as I pinched at one of her ticklish spots and yanked the note out of my fingers. "You're a bully."

"It must be the way I'm looking at you," I responded, smirking widely.

"Shut up! Just finish reading them, I already know what's in them." She rolled away from my embrace and sat up. Always the tsundere. She was probably just heating up because she was flustered.

To my surprise, the next note I opened was blank, and I handed it to Emiko. She muttered something about probably accidentally putting it in. I reached in and pulled out the final red note.

It said, "I kissed Kiyoshi Teppei in the boys' locker room, and he asked me to be his girlfriend."

I closed it and looked at her. "Is this all? We've been dating for six months now and you only have six notes?"

She scooted across the grass to bring herself closer to me and tugged me into a tight embrace. "I haven't had time to put in any of our dates, but I've written them down." She leaned in and kissed the stubble that was growing on my cheeks.

"You forgot this one though," Emiko smiled as she threw me a red crinkled note.

"Kiyoshi Teppei said that he loves me. I, Kita Emiko, said that I love him." A smile began to creep onto me as I leaned forward to kiss her on the lips.

She stopped me before I could do so, and whispered, "Kiyoshi Teppei, I love you."

A/N: And here is the final chapter of Seven Moments! Thank you so much for following, reviewing, and reading thus far. I hold no promises, but if I have the time and inspiration (after my trip out of the country) I will write small scenarios between Teppei and Emiko in coming chapters. This fic, however, will be marked completed as of today! If you like my work, stay tuned and follow me for future KnB x Reader fics that I will end up doing (with the babe Kiyoshi) and if you have a tumblr, follow me magiicked :-)