Disclaimer: I'm not Emura, but I wish I was.
Finding Home
It had been seven years since she had left Japan. Ito Miura, 25 years old, had begun a new life, in which no one knew her. For all purposes she did not exist. She had become someone new. She was Aine Yuko, the international singer and world renowned model. She would have done anything to protect Makoto from his family's grip on his future, and she had. She singed a contract with Masumi and Risa Narita that she would not be in any form of contact with Makoto. If she breached the contract, the acting troupe that Makoto was a part of would release Makoto from his contract and fire him. To Ito this was worse than death. Makoto had sought to protect her, but in the end it had been Ito who had saved him.
Now Ito was returning to Japan. Neither Tatsuyoshi, Ryuya, nor Yuto knew what had happened to her. As for her father Gorou Miura, he was aware that she had left because of the contract. Ito's shame for her betrayal of the promise she had made to her mother Satsuki bore a heavy burden on her shoulders every moment. But the greatest pain that she felt was for Makoto. Though there struggle, they had become so much more than any word could label them as. She had promised him that they would run and elope if they were ever found out, but that hadn't been the reality. Only one week had remained until Makoto's two year trail as a woman was to end, and Takayo Iizuka, Takashi Iizuka, Yutaka Sakamoto, Kouhei Takada and Toki Misao had brought an end to everything.
Ito stepped off of the plane and walked over to her black Subaru and drove off to the apartment that she had acquired in Tokyo. As she drove the neon lights flashed and she caught sight of the billboard for her concert at Tokyo dome.
Ito arrived at her apartment complex and climbed the stairs to her suite on the fifteenth floor. She opened the door and dropped her bags. Her manager Akira Toda had told her he would set everything up for her arrival. The realization that this was her permanent home dawned on her. She was alone in a faceless city. She turned on the light, but she still felt the icy loneliness that she had in the dark. She placed the bags in the bed room and took out her last picture before she had left the country. Makoto and she had gone to an amusement park as their own gender for the first and last time. Makoto had recently gotten his haircut and looked devilishly handsome, and she looked like a real woman. It was that picture that had made her choose her line of work. Although acting was her love, everyday she acted as Aine Yuko, so it her mind she was acting. Ito went to the kitchen and opened the fridge, of course the one thing that Akira had forgotten to do was bring groceries. Ito picked her purse off of the counter and walked out the door to go to a restaurant for food.
Ito stepped into the doors of the restaurant and was met with a sight that she had never imagined. Makoto was right in front of her.
