Disclaimer: If only Makoto was mine, but he is Emura's and Ito's.
Makoto Narita left the theatre. He was meeting his sisters, Sakura Sugiiyama, Akane Narita, and Tsubaki Narita. Makoto glanced at his watch and saw that he still had an hour, so he walked over to the park in front of the theatre. He sat down and closed his eyes.
The air was filled with a deafening silence. The quiet made all the thoughts in his head loud and clear enough that he could not ignore them. All of them were about one person, his love, Ito Miura. Acting and living his life with Ito was his only dream. He had to sacrifice part of his dream to make the rest true, but he had given up the only thing that mattered.
Makoto was living in Osaka and was part of the Full Moon acting troupe. He had become the head actor of the company. He remembered the say that he had found out that his father had accepted his dream. It had been a cold winter day even though it had been the summer. All he felt that day was a coldness that he could not explain. He had no idea what had compelled his family to accept him, but they had allowed him to make his own life. Unfortunately that has also been the last that he heard from Ito. He had gone to her home, but no one had answered. All day he had tried to get an answer, but it wasn't until the late twilight hours that he had heard from her. She told him that she loved him and always would and then hung up. It had been haunting and painful.
He has questioned his family and Ito's family, but they all knew nothing. Ito had simply vanished. She had abandoned him, but her still had the other half of his dream to fulfill. He used his contacts to try to find her, but all of his government and detective contacts had found nothing. Thus, he finally had to give up.
Tears streamed down his face, but he knew that he had to stronger than this. He got up and strolled towards the restaurant he was meeting his family at. He would feel great pain at this meeting having to see the happiness that his sisters had found. A young woman in her mid twenties passed by him and he felt an odd familiarity, but she was no one that he knew. Her clothes, eyes, hair, build were so familiar, but her clear status and attitude that she carried were not of the person she reminded him of. Makoto entered the restaurant and walked to his sister's and their families. The host came to seat them, but at that moment the woman he had seen earlier had come in and was staring at him with a haunted expression.
