AN: hello a new chapter again! I couldn't post it last night because i was sick and the medicine i took had me out like a rock. anyway, replies!

SoccerGirl- You're right! Sanae was there through thick and thin for Tsubasa so I guess getting married to her was his way of appreciating her support (though i think the soccer ball proposal in the manga was kinda... cheap even for Tsubasa's standards). About the making him suffer part, I might make him a little jealous. Not a whole lot, just a teensy tiny bit. Who knows how this will work out. Anyway thanks for reading and reviewing!

yeah i dont own captain tsubasa

Chapter 7: Missed Encounters

The smell of cookies lingered in their kitchen. She'd been baking since ten in the morning and has been at it for three hours now, making the cookies she promised for Daichi and the boys. She wanted to give the cookies when they all go back to school on Monday, and only give the one for Daichi today.

But when she looked at her phone the first night she was gone, there were about 54 notifications all coming from the boys. They ranged from messages to pictures telling her how unfair she was, not only from not telling them she's not going to be in the party, but for promising Daichi cookies and not one for them.

She unlocked her cellphone and looked at the texts they sent five days ago.

Where's my cookies?

How come Daichi only has them?

I demand cookies!

She replied back to them. I am making you guys some cookies. Just chill out. You'll get yours as soon as school starts.

We demand them soon!

She got a picture of them in some kind of position with their arms crossed and Daichi in the middle looking all –in their mind- macho and intimidating. She only laughed at it and showed to Ayame, who had the same reaction as her. They're not as scary they thought they were.

Fine, your royal asses. She texted back. Expect the cookies on Saturday. They'll be specially delivered by yours truly.

The conversation left at that. Mostly because she ignored the next set of texts. Though, there was one text from Morisaki-kun that caught her eye.

Misaki-kun, Wakabayshi-kun, and Tsubasa-kun would like some as well, Anego. He said. He sent a picture of the three all smiling at the camera.

She first noticed Misaki and Wakabayashi, gushing over how much they looked. They didn't look as scrawny as they used to be and pretty sure they must caught the eyes of young ladies wherever they went.

Then her eyes landed on him. She felt her heart jump to her throat and her stomach butterflies coming back.

He changed, and at the same time, he hasn't. The baby fat he used to have almost disappeared completely, possibly because of all the soccer he had done in Brazil. She could see the muscle he gained over training, noting how huge they must be by now. His hair stayed the same, albeit a little longer than they used to be. It still had that thing where it pointed at one direction. She used to often wonder how it did that, and how it would be feel like to run her hand through it.

She shook her head. No, she shouldn't think about those kinds of things.

She noticed his eyes. Those eyes that haven't changed for three years. The eyes that showed all sorts of emotion, from joy to determination. Those eyes that she hadn't meant to fall for.

He was still Tsubasa, even if three years has passed.

The oven's timer rang to tell her the last batch of cookies are done. She dropped her phone on the table and put on the mittens that was close by. She opened the oven and gently pulled out the tray of cookies as she put it on top of the counter to let it cool off. Quickly, she put the right amount of cookies in the last bags she prepared and had the left overs in a bowl. Once she made sure she made sure her boys each got a bag, she put them in a bigger cloth bag and hoisted it on her shoulder. She grabbed her phone from the table and put it in her shorts' pocket. She tied her hair in a messy ponytail and headed for the stairs. She did say she would deliver the cookies personally.

Her mom was watching TV as she worked on some of the shop's expenses. Ayame was in her room, probably on that one blogging website she frequented. Well, it's not really her business so she didn't care.

"I'm going now," she called as she descended from the stairs. Their home is just upstairs of the shop.

"See you later," her mother answered. "Be careful!"

"I will!"

She got her bike from behind the stairs and took it outside. She put her bag inside the front basket and took a seat on the saddle. When she adjusted everything and made herself comfortable, she started to pedal.

The Oozora's were the nearest to her, so she decided to drop Tsubasa's and Daichi's the first. She knew that she might have the chance to meet him, but she prepared herself for that encounter. She used the last five days to prepare herself if they finally meet. She knew sooner or later it had to happen, so she might as well just go with it.

She arrived at the Oozora's doorstep and quickly got out of her bike. e HeShe rang the doorbell as she waited for the door to open. The grip she had on her bag's strap tightened and she could feel her hands getting sweaty and a feeling of nervousness suddenly overcame her. What if it was him that opened the door? Could she really face him bravely as she hoped she could? Or would she run away like she's been doing?

The door opened and didn't show him, but Oozora-san.

She didn't know whether to be relieved or excited.

"Ara, Sanae-chan! You're back," Oozora-san exclaimed.

She waved towards the Oozora matriarch, who was then interrupted by her youngest son wheezing past her.

"Anee-chan!" Daichi shouted as he tackled her for a hug.

"I told you I'd bring cookies," she said as she ruffled the boy's hair.

"Yay!"

Daichi took the bag of cookies from her hands and gave her another hug. She returned it and went back to face Oozora-san.

"I was dropping by to give the cookies I promised Daichi-kun," she explained. She then peered over the woman's back, before biting her lower lip. "Is," she started nervously. "Is Tsubasa-kun here?"

Oozora-san chuckled at the girl's apprehension and curiosity.

"Oh, he's just upstairs, sleeping," the older woman answered. "He still has some jetlag from his flight."

"Oh," she said. Of course, it hadn't even been a week yet. He's still adjusting to the time change from flying halfway across the world.

"I can wake him up for you," Daichi suggested as he munched on a cookie.

"Oh, no, no," Sanae waved her hands furiously. "Don't disturb him for me. Let him rest. Besides, I could always see him sometime soon. We're bound to see each other sometime."

"Are you sure?" Oozora-san asked. "Tsubasa can always sleep again."

"I'm positive," Sanae answered as she got another bag of cookies. "I'll be delivering the other 'apology' cookies to the boys anyway. Can you give this to him for me instead?"

"You can count on me, Sanae-chan," the older woman took the bag. "I'll be sure to give it to him. If I can't I'm sure Daichi will remember, ne?"

"Hai!"

Sanae smiled and ruffled the boy's hair again. "Thanks squirt. Don't try to eat it okay. That's for your nii-chan."

"I won't!"

She chuckled and said her thanks to Oozora-san. She went back to her bike and got on. She waved one last time towards the two and went on.

She sighed through her nose as she left their area. She didn't know whether to be happy that he wasn't awake and she didn't have to talk to him yet, or be disappointed that she didn't see him.

Well, whatever the case, she still has cookies to deliver and they won't move all by themselves.

He was woken up by the ringing of their doorbell. He ignored it and tried to go back to sleep for at least thirty minutes, but found that he couldn't. He checked the clock beside his bed and was surprised to see that it's already one thirty in the afternoon. He didn't know he slept that long. Though, he couldn't manage to sleep until three in the morning.

He got out of his bed and ran a hand through his hair. Man, it's already been five days and he's body was still adjusting to the time here in Japan. He wondered if Misaki and Wakabayashi had the same problem as him.

He changed from his pajamas into something nicer. Grabbing his phone, he went downstairs. He headed straight to the kitchen to try and see if his mom had anything to eat.

"Good morning, Tsubasa-kun," his mom greeted. "Or should I say good afternoon instead?"

He chuckled. "Either works for me," he answered. "I just woke up anyway. Do you have anything to eat?

"Well, I did leave some lunch for you," Oozora- san said. "Let me heat it up for you."

"Aw, sweet! Thanks mom," he said as he took a seat by the table. He noticed a bag of cookies on the table and was about to ask if he could eat it when Daichi came in.

"Nii-chan!" The boy exclaimed excitedly. "You're awake!" The boy then ran at him and got up on his lap. It was amazing how Daichi and he grew really close in just a few days. He guessed it was because of the same fondness they have for soccer.

"Hello to you too, squirt," he chuckled. "Someone's energetic today."

"Anee-chan gave me cookies!"

"Nakazawa-san?"

"Ah yes, Sanae-chan was just here about forty minutes ago," his mom answered. "She dropped off some cookies for you and Daichi. That one's yours by the way. You should try one while you wait for your lunch." Oozora-san pointed to the cookies on the table.

He took it and opened it. Immediately the smell of it hit his nose and he grabbed one right away. It smelled really delicious and couldn't help but get one. When he took a bite, he wasn't disappointed at all.

"This is really delicious!" He exclaimed.

"Isn't it?" his mom said as she dropped a plate of food in front of him. "Sanae-chan's food are always great. Don't eat all of it, then you can something for dessert."

He nodded and put the bag to the side as he started to eat his… brunch. Daichi sat beside from him and took a sip from the sippy cup his mom gave him

"You know," Oozora-san started as she sat across from him. "It's a shame you didn't get to meet Sanae-chan yet. You were still asleep when she came by. She looked like she was excited to see you."

"Really?" He asked, surprised.

"I think so," she replied. "But she didn't want to wake you up and went back to what she was doing."

"She's going to drop off the other cookies to the other nii-chan!" Daichi added enthusiastically.

"What for?" he asked.

"It's too say sorry for missing the party five days ago," Oozora-san informed him. "I believe she's dropping them off to everyone. I think she should be done by now."

"Oh," he muttered as he bit another cookie. That was the same time the doorbell rang. If he just got up sooner, he could have caught her when she stopped by their house. He was even excited to see how she'd been.

Well, they could always meet up another time. It's bound to happen sooner or later.

Sure, he was a little nervous. The guys showed him a picture of her yesterday when they all got together and there was some changes he noticed.

She changed, but at same time, she didn't. She grew her hair a little longer, reaching a little past her shoulders. She didn't seem to have the tomboyishness she had when they were young, and was a little feminine instead. There was almost no hint of baby fat on her, and he couldn't help but notice the curves she somehow managed to gain when he was away. Of course, he wasn't looking for them. He just noticed.

The smile on her face never changed though. It was still the same as it used to be. The smile that she showed whenever she was happy for their victory. Her eyes was still the same as well. The eyes that still showed a whole range of emotion, the eyes that showed how much support she was willing to give.

She was still Anego, even if three years has passed.

He's phone buzzed beside his hand and saw that it was Ishizaki.

Hey, up for a game at the old soccer field we use to train? See you at 2

He looked at the clock and saw that it was 1:45. He still had time to get there.

"Thanks for the food mom," he said as he stood up. "It was delicious as always."

"Going on another game?" she asked as she took care of his plate.

"Yup," he replied. "It's at two."

"Don't push yourself too hard okay?"Oozora-san reminded.

"I won't." he said as he tied his shoelaces.

"Can I go?" Daichi asked.

"I'm afraid you can't Daichi-kun. It's time for your nap."

"But I don't want to take a nap!"

Tsubasa laughed his young brother and ruffled his hair. "If you take a nap now, you can play with me later," he told him.

"Really? Okay!"

He opened the door, his soccer ball already on the floor, ready for him to dribble.

"I'll be going now," he called out and waved to his family.

"See you later," they waved back.

He went out of their home and took a left to start his run towards the soccer field. His grin was wide and his eyes never left the ball, excited for another game with his friends.

If he would have looked up even for just a second, he would have seen a girl with a messy ponytail, biking to the direction opposite of his.

End chapter

AN: Yeah they didn't get to talk again. But I promise they will be next chapter! I just like all these chasing they've been doing and like to laugh about it to myself cause they can never get the chance to talk. They're trying hard to find each other and the one time they were finally together, they ignore it each other. Oh these two will be the death of me.

Anyway, if you guys don't know Daichi, he's Tsubasa's real brother. He was shown in the manga, don't know what chapters though. I just know he's there. Google him if you want to learn more.

So, i guess this is it for now. Thanks for reading and don't forget to give a review (very much appreciated).