A/N: Well, dear readers, I'm afraid to say that this is it for our story. I want to let you know that I do plan on writing another K-On fic as soon as I can, because I'd love to explore the other dynamic of this relationship and process Mio's thoughts. I also want to include a little more humor and fluff into my next fic with these two, so I figured that I would end this bitter pill with an ending that we can enjoy. It takes place at the end of their freshman year,

Finally, At the Fountain

Weeks passed, and Mio and I began our friendship anew. We performed at the end-of-year festival and even even though Mio was quite embarrassed about her unfortunate situation, the performance itself was a smash hit. Things were looking up, aside from the fact that I knew that just being friends was all that we were meant to be.

But today, after the final bell chimed, Mio said that she wanted to meet me at the fountain after we got changed out of our uniforms. I sighed and nodded, figuring that this is what friends have to do. I assumed that she was just going to ask me for advice on if a certain guy was right for her.

And so, here I wait, ready to have my feelings driven into the ground once more. She walks up to me with a confident stride, her beautiful raven hair bouncing slightly with each step she makes. I look down at the ground when she smiles.

She asks if I plan on getting the group together over the summer. I shrug my shoulders because I really don't know. I shift uncomfortably on the spot, wondering what I have to do to make the awkwardness end. After what seems like ages, I finally open my mouth.

"So... you wanted to see me here?"

"I did."

"Okay, so what's up? I guess you're trying to figure out if a boy likes you or not?"

"Kinda," she says, and I can feel my heart starting to shatter all over again. "You see, it's a really complicated situation. It's not one of those things that I'd really be able to tell anybody else but my best friend."

I sigh and nod. "Of course."

I rub my hand against the back of my neck, wondering what I could possibly do to help her. But I did promise her that I would try my best to be there for her no matter what, even if it killed me inside.

"Well, this person is... incredible to me. We've spent so much time together and I just think that maybe I've been too brash in my conduct around them, so I want to know if they would ever love me for who I am?"

I looked up into her nervous eyes. "Well, I can only speak from what I think of you, Mio. And yes, sometimes you can be my 'Dangerous Queen' and all that, but you've just got to let that beautiful you shine through. If I were lucky enough to date you, I would always see past those hits on the head because underneath it all, I care about you and you care about me."

She nodded. "So how would I know if this person still cared about me the way I care about them?"

"I have no idea, Mio. I'm not a mind reader, no matter how great and powerful my brain is. I guess you just have to ask them. Then again, I've always been one for the more direct approach. You just have to make sure that you don't let your fears get the best of you."

Mio's look turned a bit more confident. "And would giving a gift be something that would help this person know I love them?"

I laugh bitterly, remembering that damned night. "Yeah, I suppose it would let them know."

"Good," she said. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a box. I looked down to see a charm bracelet. "What do you think of this?"

I glare up at her. "I think you ripped off my idea, and I thought you weren't a lesbian."

Mio blushed and turned the bracelet in its box, revealing a silver drum kit charm. My jaw dropped. "What... what is this?"

"I've done a lot of thinking over the past few months. And while I may not be sure of everything, the one thing that's always been true was that you were here for me. Always. And that helped me realize my feelings.

All of those nights spent alone when we were fighting made me realize that I wanted you with me so badly I ached. Just to have my best friend here. And those feelings of want just made me see all of the little things in you that I... I... love."

"Mio," I ask nervously. "What are you saying?"

Her entire face turned red. "I'm saying that I love you. Please be mine?"

My heart was now drumming in my ears. After all she put me through, and after all of the heartbreak, this was it.

"Are you serious right now? After... after everything?"

She nodded and unclasped the bracelet. Without really thinking, I held my arm out for her and allowed her to clasp it on my wrist. The charm jangled against the bracelet. It would be a bit awkward to wear during practice, but I would definitely wear it anytime aside from then.

I can hardly breathe, which seems to worry her. Words would be good right now. With the most power I can muster, I speak the only words I can think of.

"Yes."

There are so many other things that I want to say. So many questions, so many sweet little nothings. But there will be a time and a place for that. For now, just having Mio feels like enough to fill me with happiness of the rest of my life.

She would never do something like this to hurt me or to make me feel better. Something like this took her a lot of courage.

"All those lyrics," she whispered in my ear. "I wrote for you."

"Even the ones about food?"

Mio rolls her eyes. "You have to read deeper into the lyrics than just the food, you know."

I blink and grin at her. "So you think I'm calling you la-"

My words are quickly cut off as she grabs me by the front of my t-shirt and pulls me in for a kiss.

My eyes go wide, but quickly flutter closed as I melt into her lips' soft touch. I kiss back gently. With Mio, eagerness is good, but starting softly with her is key. Let her ease into it.

Our lips stayed locked for what seemed like years, until at last, she pulls away and lets out a confident giggle.

"You know, I thought that would be a good way to shut you up," she smiles to me.

"Oh, I'm going to get you back for that, Mio! I swear to God, if you think you can just do that-"

Another kiss sends a shock wave to my system. Damn her. Again, I feel myself give in completely to her kiss, but begin to pull back. I wrap her into a hug and whisper into her ear.

"Keep that up and I'll be sure there's a nice corn barnacle waiting for you on your bed..."

She yelps, but rather than run away, she buries her head into my shoulder and shakes her head. I could get used to this.

"Okay, well maybe not, but I just want you to know I'm in it for more than kisses. I want my Mio-chuan to be happy and safe and write more lyrics about me."

She sniffles into my shoulder and nods. "This wasn't an easy decision for me, but it's the right one."

I gently lift her chin upward and place another soft kiss upon her lips. "I'm glad you chose me."

Postscript: So that's all for these two now. I'm not sure how I'll start my next story with them. I may jump back in time and process Mio's thoughts throughout the entire thing, or I may start in the months that got skipped over so that we can go through Mio's brainwaves as she thinks things through. Or it may just be picking up where this fic left off. Not sure yet!

Either way, thank you all so much for your favorites, your watches, and your reviews. As I said before, this is my first ever K-On fic, and it would have been a great challenge if I didn't have you all to help encourage and support me. If you're interested in seeing an alternate version of the K-On girls in the Harry Potter universe, please check out the fic "A Most Unique Witch". You can find that right on my profile, or if you have me under Author Alert, you'll know that I've updated that quite a bit. Their names have been changed to more Anglicanized versions, but their personalities are still the same. Hope you give it a read!

And finally, I'll close this fic with a last bit of advice. Sometimes your endings are happy and sometimes your endings are sad. But every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. So no matter what your ending is like, a new beginning is looking you right in the face. Peace and love.