A/N: Hello! First of all: sorry. Well, after 4 years I'm back with the last chapter. I'll let you read now, for more explanation please read the little paragraph after THE END. Thanks all :)

Chapter 8 - Please forgive me

Sanae couldn't believe her ears. :It's him! Oh dear, what shall I say?:

She felt blocked, she didn't know what to say. "Sanae... Please. Give me a chance, please. Can... can we meet?"

She nodded, forgetting he wasn't seeing her. "It's my entire fault."

Tsubasa was a little surprised by her answer. He never heard her like this, it was as if her soul was screaming and he could her it. It broke his heart, even more than it was broken.

"No! No... no... Please, let's meet. Let's clear all this misunderstanding. Near the usual garden... Please, Sanae," he said, panicking.

"Yes, I'll see you in five minutes," she replied and then hung up. She didn't even take a look at the mirror, let alone arrange her look. She just flew down the stairs and ran as fast as she could to the place he told her to go to.

Tsubasa was already there, leaning against a tree, his face in his hand. Sanae approached him slowly, while he still didn't realize she was there. She grabbed his hands and finally he looked at her.

"Please, forgive me..." he began. His eyes were a little red, which reminded her of when Roberto left to Brazil without taking Tsubasa. Her heart hurt even more. "It's all my fault. I know now... I realize it that I misunderstood everything. Even if I didn't, I overreacted. I don't even care if that's the case."

"What did you understand?" she asked.

Tsubasa remained silent while his eyes drifted to the ground. He could hear two lovers giggling somewhere nearby and that made him look at Sanae once again. She then understood, that he thought the extreme. For some reason, it didn't anger her.

"We... were talking about receiving flowers... You mother told me that your father did it a lot of times, especially at the beginning. He used to send them anonymously... paying attention so that she won't know... That's wh... why... with precaution." She stuttered on the last words, thinking how he misunderstood everything.

"I'm sor-," he began when he saw her contemplating.

"I received flowers once," she continued. "I don't know who sent them. Back then I felt a little sad because I felt like ignored from you an-"

"What? When was that?" he interrupted her.

"It was in the third championship, a little before you got injured. I tried telling you about my feelings but all you could talk to was football," she replied, with a blank face. Tsubasa thought about that time and he couldn't deny it. All he could think of those days was playing football in Brazil and even though he already liked Sanae, football was what dominated his life. His looked at the ground again while she continued.

"So, I felt a little ignored from you and the flowers reminded me that there can always be someone that likes me, even if I'm not interested in them. It feels... nice. It would feel nicer if it was from you, but that day all I needed is to feel appreciated, so that I could go on."

Tsubasa looked at Sanae, while feeling a little stupid for all the chaos he caused. But she was smiling slightly and that made him stop worrying. He opened his arms and she stepped closer while putting her heard on his shoulder.

He hugged her tightly while repeating the words of the song.

"Please forgive me."

"I already did, but you have to forgive me too. I said horrible words," she replied, feeling ashamed that she accused him of not respecting her.

"I said horrible words too... I have nothing to forgive you," he muttered slowly to her ears.

They continued to hug silently, finally feeling repaired, as one, once again.

Few days later.

Sanae, after waking up, went to take a quick shower and prepare to go do some shopping with her two best friends. She went in the kitchen to eat her breakfast. While she was preparing some coffee, she heard the door bell. She quickly went to the door, thinking it might be her friend Kumi who's always early at meetings. But as she opened the door there was a large bouquet of red roses being held by an unknown short guy.

"Miss Sanae?" he asked, struggling to hold the roses.

"Yes, it's me," she replied while staring at the beautiful flowers.

"These are for you, there should be a note inside," he said while giving her the flowers.

"Thanks," she said and then closed the door, while still staring at the flowers. She put the flowers on the table and took out the note:

Sending these beautiful flowers to a beautiful girl, in the hope of making you feel not only appreciated, but love, in the hope of not only giving you a nice feeling, but an indescribable feeling of happiness. I'm sorry for not taking precautions and keep this anonymously, but I can't hide my love for you.

I love you.

THE END

A/N: Okay so... I bet no one would've expected that this story would be continued, I'm the last person to expect it to be honest. I was reading Captain Tsubasa manga (for the first time) and also watching it (for the... dunno how many times), and I thought about finishing the story because there were some nice people who left a review.

The only problem I found is that now I'm 4 years older and that's why I cut the story here. My mentality changed and so did my writing style. I won't go into details, but I don't like what I wrote. So I'm thinking about re-writing. Same plot, different style. Maybe in the middle of it I'll change the plot. Maybe I'll even write it from Tsubasa POV. I'll start working soon, I feel inspired. I would be happy if any of you read it too.

Lastly, I'd like to thank those who left a review. Reading them after so many years made me feel really happy, especially because I know that if it was me I wouldn't read it. Sorry again for not updating, I realized maybe I'm not able to write something long coz I'm not consistent. I tried several times. That's why I'll try to re-write too, to see if I am able to continue it or not.