A/N: This is my next story. As usual, I will not use any Japanese terms. This is my first song fic.

It has been two years after graduation. Two years after Tsubasa broke up with Misaki. They had started going out when they were 16 but he broke it off on graduation day.

Tsubasa was having a date with a girl.

"Oh, seems like I have to go," the girl said.

"Okay, bye," Tsubasa said. Then, the girl left.

"Well," Kaname said sitting in the girls place.

Tsubasa sighed, "No."

"That was your 7th girl and she's still not 'the one'," Kaname said.

The next day, Tsubasa was back at his house. He spotted an old picture. He picked it up and brushed off the dust. It was a picture of him and Misaki.

He sighed and said to himself, "She was 'the one'." He decided he wanted her back and ran off to look for her.

After some time I've finally made up my mind
She is the girl and I really want to make her mine

He looked everywhere hoping to find her. He looked at shops and places she liked to go to.

I'm searching everywhere to find her again
To tell her I love her
And I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done

Finally, he found her standing in front of a church wearing a beautiful wedding gown.

I find her standing in front of the church
The only place in town where I didn't search
She looks so happy in her wedding dress

Tsubasa ran up to her and said, "Misaki , I made a mistake I'm sorry.' I want you back." Misaki started to cry and said, "sorry, you're too late."

But she's crying while she's saying this

Boy I miss your kisses all the time but this is

Twenty five minutes too late

Though you traveled so far, boy I'm sorry you are

Twenty five minutes too late

Tsubasa slowly walked back home.

Against the wind I'm going home again

Wishing me back to the time when we were more then friends

Tsubasa turned back to look at her one last time.

Still I see her in front of the church

The only place in town where I didn't search

She looks so happy in her wedding dress
But she's cried while she's saying this

Boy I miss your kisses all the time but this is

Twenty five minutes too late

Though you traveled so far, boy I'm sorry you are

Twenty five minutes too late

And no matter how he tried he can't get her words out of his head.

A/N: That's the end of this story. Please review.