Supposedly A Secret
By Uenki
I do not own W-Juliet.
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Summary: She was just like the wind. She barged into my life without permission and she left silently. Fifteen years later, 'Makoto' was an internationally known actor. Then she entered his life again. He catches her, hoping that she doesn't leave him…again. MakoIto
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Chapter 1: Fifteen years before (Part B)
It was nothing unusual if someone ever spotted Miura Ito and Narita Makoto sitting on a bench outside the classroom. They were always there, sitting together silently, or holding on small talks. Little did they know, this has slowly became a habit for Makoto with him sitting on the bench, holding on a book while waiting for Ito to show up.
He ran his hand through his golden locks, while enjoying the gentle breeze that glided past him, holding a small smile of satiability on his lips. At that moment, the school bell rang melodiously, and Ito sat straight, knowing that Ito would surely appear five seconds later.
5…
He picked up his book and folded the corner, making sure that he would be able to know where he was reading before.
4…
He placed his book on his lap and straightened the wrinkles on his shirt.
3...
He stared at the boys whom he always thought were immature playing the sport that he always hated –catching.
2…
He shifted his gaze to a teacher who was glaring at him. He glared back at the teacher for a slight moment before turning his head away.
1…
He saw a familiar face approaching him, waving to him vigorously, flailing her arms to attract his attention. Seeing the familiar ponytails bobbing furiously on her head, and that devilish grin that was plastered on her face with the thumbs up sign, he smiled unknowingly. She always had a way of making him smile, even when she was not really trying to do so.
"Makooo!" She called loudly as she bounced, literally, to him. She halted when she reached the boy and quickly pulled Makoto's head towards hers. "I threw a dead rat into Four-eyes' drawer!" She whispered excitedly, her face glimmering with satisfaction, while she giggled mischievously, a look of triumph on her face.
Four-eyes was a nickname that Ito had thought up of, for their Mathematics teacher who always seemed to bear resentment against 'bubbly and cheerful but slightly mischievous' kids like Ito. He was constantly shoving Ito from her seat to the whiteboard to solve Mathematics questions which was a little too difficult for Ito due to her reluctance to learn. However, with Makoto's help here and there, Ito often managed to avoid sticky situations.
It's no wonder that he glared at me just now, Makoto concluded with a slight frown, he must have thought that it was I who placed a dead rat in his desk.
"It's a tooth for an eye, and an eye for a tooth!" Ito told him with great confidence, "since he made me stood outside of the classroom for a whole day!" Makoto laughed, knowing that she had used the quote wrongly, and it was all due to her fault for sleeping in class that she was told to stand outside of the classroom.
"It's an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, no?" He chided gently, while Ito rubbed her head and stuck out her tongue, knowing that she had made a mistake yet again.
"Ah, whatever, it's his fault anyway! Stupid Four-eyes!" She made and final conclusion and flopped down onto the seat beside Makoto, while pouting childishly. Makoto merely smiled gently.
To be able to sit down and enjoy a moment of peace was slowly becoming something he kept looking forward to. However, little did he knew, that was the last time that Miura Ito appeared before him.
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He found it weird that Ito hadn't been attending classes. The first thought that came to him was the fact that Ito was sick in bed and couldn't attend her classes. Therefore, he approached his homeroom teacher and questioned for Ito's whereabouts.
"Ne, Makoto-chan… Ito-chan has… gone to another place to continue her studies… So… she won't be coming back here again." The homeroom teacher spoke slowly to allow time for the boy to digest the information given. She actually thought that the boy would bombard her with questions pertaining to
the reasons behind Miura Ito's sudden departure. Yet, what was astonishing was the fact that the boy lowered his head a little, before nodding calmly.
"I understand now, thank you."
Being the kids' homeroom teacher, she actually has the basic grasp of each child's personality. However, Narita Makoto was someone she could never grasp hold of, despite being only a child. It seemed to her that this child has already attainted the thinking of an adult, being abnormally calm and firm even when Miura Ito, his one and only friend, left him without leaving a message of any kind.
"Makoto-chan-"
"Thank you, teacher."
She was interrupted swiftly by the child who turned around and walked off.
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Makoto, who held a placid expression, actually had a thunderstorm brewing inside him. He could not comprehend Ito's actions and was also deeply hurt by the fact that Ito was gone, without even mentioning the fact that she was leaving.
'She was even grinning to me yesterday, saying that she would be seeing me the next day… how could she?' He thought inwardly, his fists clenched till his knuckles went ivory white. He bit his lip till it bled.
He couldn't understand, he really couldn't.
But what could he do?
She was already gone, without even leaving a single trace.
What else could he possibly do?
He glanced up at the skies, and made a silent promise to himself.
If I ever see you again, I would never, ever, let go of you…
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End chapter 1
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AN: It took me a long time, I know. I was way busy with school, and when I finally noticed, it has been so long since I last wrote a fan-fiction. I am kind of rusty, having not written anything for months. Anyway, I'll be updating, when I have the time. (Most probably weekends or Wednesdays, GMT +8.)
Next chapter, REDITED: Typo for the next chapter. x It's not Five
years later, it's Fifteen years later. Anyway, to answer
klutzyspaz's question, they as kids are only six, but fifteen years
later they'll be 21. XD
Fifteen Years
Later