Ok, this is my first W Juliet fic, I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I do not own W Juliet…Ito…Makoto….or any other character!

Summary: This may turn out to be long…depending on how I feel about it and how much people like it.

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She stared into his gorgeous eyes. It was finally time. Their lips met tenderly, only for a few moments before parting. They grinned at each other with success and happiness raging in their bodies.

They walked out of his small apartment to find no guards, nothing strange. Makoto's father would be there, he had promised. It was because of Ito, he was sure.

He couldn't get the smile off of his perfect face, nor did he really feel like trying to hide his pleasure at making it to graduation day. For this day, he would walk out onto stage as a man. No wig, no skirt, no dress, nothing feminine. Just him.

Him and her.

They would leave the gates that day with pride and finality following them around like a stray dog that had been nursed to health. They held hands as the gates loomed closer and closer. What would the others say about this?

Makoto didn't care if they hated him. He didn't care if they felt sorry for him. Nothing mattered to him as long as Ito was with him.

They finally reached the gates of the large school. The last year had been full of trials and tribulations but they had made it through unscathed. The productions they had performed had been a big success.

Walking into the school all eyes were on them. Toki-sempai had come to witness the graduation as well as many of the other graduates. Toki was the first to come up and question "this guy's" presence at her graduation.

Makoto stated his name without blinking. Toki's eyes widened as he made the connection. Sakamoto saw the crowd gathering and wandered over as well. Soon much of the graduating class was thronged around the couple.

The graduation was to take place one hour from that time and everyone needed to get ready and rehearse, but no one wanted to leave their stations around the strange man that claimed to go to the same school.

Not only did he claim to go there, but he also said that he was graduating on the same day as they were! How odd…they had never seen him before.

Ito and Makoto smiled at each other while the others debated over his presence. His Caucasian-golden hair shone like a star in the sunlight. Wasn't that the same color of Amano Makoto's hair?

It was long for a boy…

Miura had never held anyone else's hand besides Makoto's before. Speeking of whom, where was she? Where was Amano-san?

The parents began flooding in the gates and the students were carried down the current of people like sticks lost and twirling in a raging river.

The class was seated in a block of rows in the front of the "production". Mrs. Ito was sitting with the teachers on stage. Tears were already welled up in her eyes in thought of loosing her precious drama students.

Makoto's older sister was also sitting with the teachers looking very unpleased.

The names were called one by one. When it came to Makoto's name, everyone held their breath. Where WAS she?

A gasp filled the crowd as the handsome young man stood and walked onto the largely decorated stage to accept his diploma. Ito was the only person in the audience besides Akane and her own brothers to stand up and clap for him.

The whole area was filled with an awkward silence. The teachers didn't know what to do. They stood dumbfounded as the blonde man came to shake each of their hands and slowly made his way back to his seat.

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Finally the day was over. There was nothing left at school. The explanations had been made to the student body and they were oddly forgiving. Most of them, that is. Toki-sempai and Sakamoto were both furious.

Makoto and Ito didn't care. They held hands the whole way through the discussions and questions. 'were they going out?' yes. Makoto had answered that one.

Ito's face flushed even for remembering this detail.

It was time to go home, get some rest…err…celebrate their victory. They were on their way out of the large rust covered gates when something caught Ito's eyes. Her brothers and father stood in a small group.

Her father's arms were crossed and he seemed angry. Riuya and Yuto stood calmly at their father's side. Ito sighed internally. It was going to end up being a LONG day.